School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

    Noon

    Song Nanqiao took a leave from the head teacher and went out during class time. The head teacher didn't want to agree, but Song Nanqiao's grades have always been good, and finally she passed it.

    "Come back early and focus on your studies."

    The head teacher took a breath and looked a little dissatisfied.

    "Okay..." Song Nanqiao could only nodded perfunctorily.

    Zhai Xinqi specially sent someone to pick up Song Nanqiao, and the car that picked up Song Nanqiao was disguised as an ordinary taxi. To this end, Wen Guangquan was put on the dike.

    The driver took Song Nanqiao to the headquarters of Rongtai Securities Company. When he got off the bus, Song Nanqiao specially brought sunglasses and a mask, and the hat of the sweater hid his head tightly.

    If Zhai Xinqi had not reminded him personally, they would have driven Song Nanqiao out as an unknown person.

    "The chairman is waiting for you in the lobby."

    The driver had no intention of going up, so he pointed Song Nanqiao - down, and drove the car to the underground parking lot.

    Song Nanqiao nodded, took a step, and entered the company quickly. Zhai Xinqi was waiting for him in the lobby on the first floor.

    More face than Wen Guangquan.

    "Miss Song, this way please."

    Zhai Xinqi - seeing Song Nanqiao at a glance, walked up quickly to meet Song Nanqiao.

    "Good."

    Compared with Wen Guangquan, Zhai Xinqi's attitude is very useful to Song Nanqiao. She and Zhai Xinqi are now equal trade identities.

    "Sit here."

    Zhai Xinqi opened the door of the office and let Song Nanqiao sit on the sofa. His office was not as big as Wen Guangquan, but he was rigorous and meticulous.

    "Thank you."

    After Song Nanqiao sat down, he took out the documents in his bag.

    "Is the cooperation that Miss Song wants to talk about related to this trading competition?"

    "Yes."

    "Then what does Miss Song want to cooperate with me?"

    "The Wen family asked me to help them invest in stocks, but I don't plan to let them make all the money."

    Hundreds of millions of dollars, but Wen Guangquan—personally swallowed it all.

    The first half of what Song Nanqiao said almost frightened Zhai Xinqi. You have already helped the Wen family invest in stocks, what kind of cooperation are you talking about with me? ! Just don't dismantle my desk.

     "Don't panic, the profit from this trading competition is about 300 million. I will help the Wen family to get 1.4 billion, and help you get 100 million. What you get is - 100 million , just give me fifty million, what do you think?"

    Fifty million is not one for a company, but for a simple stock speculation, it is a very large number. In general trading competitions, the money will be lost by dozens of The investment company is slowly dividing up, no matter how powerful he is, he has never been able to get one-sixth of the pure profit, which is a huge temptation for Zhai Xinqi.

    "Do you have a chance?"

    Now he is so-a little excited, although his worth is more than fifty million, but it is simple-witting the field and making so much money, who doesn't want it?

    "Yes, Zhai is willing to pay." Song Nanqiao is very confident that he can actually make Zhai Xinqi earn more than 50 million.

    If she wants, Zhai Xinqi can even make more money than Wen Guangquan, but this will inevitably cause Wen Guangquan's suspicion and cause trouble.

    "How much do you want?"

    "I will give you 5,000 shares, and I will give you a net profit of 50 million."

    Zhai Xinqi hesitated, and finally patted the table.

    "Success, if Miss Song can really do it, I'm willing to cooperate with Miss Song for a long time." Zhai Xinqi is betting on Song Nanqiao - if she can really make so much money, then in the long run Cooperation is absolutely beneficial to him without harm.

    As for Song Nanqiao.

    What she wants is a vest, so that Wen Guangquan and other financial giants think that the money earned by Rongtai Securities Co. In this way, Song Nanqiao can put on the vest of Zhai Xinqi and fry his own stocks.

    Besides, Zhai Xinqi is willing to pay, which is more beneficial to Song Nanqiao, because what she has now is a principal.

    The money that Wen Guangquan gave was not enough to invest in stocks at all, and if he spent his own money, how could Wen Guangquan find it. Song Nanqiao didn't dare to remove a large amount of money from it.

    "Then ask your company to hand over all the controlling rights to me on the day of the trading competition."

    In this way, Song Nanqiao can exert his talents to the limit.

    "Good!"

    Zhai Xinqi is also a straightforward person, promising that Song Nanqiao will be able to control all the stocks of their company when they throw it into the stock speculation competition.

    "It's a pleasure to cooperate." Song Nanqiao took the initiative to stand up and stretched out his hand.

    "Happy cooperation!" Zhai Xinqi held Song Nanqiao's opponent back.

    Then the two boxes signed a contract.

    "Then I'm going back to school."

    Things are almost over. Now is lunch break. Song Nanqiao still wants to rush back to the dormitory, eat some instant noodles, and take a nap.

    "There is a VIP reception room in the company, Miss Song can have lunch or take a rest."

    Seeing Song Nanqiao's tiredness, Zhai Xinqi recommended their VIP service to Song Nanqiao.

    Free lunch?

    Also, so you don't have to eat unpalatable meals in the cafeteria.

    Zhai Xinqi called his secretary, took Song Nanqiao downstairs, and opened the best VIP room for Song Nanqiao.

    There is a comfortable sofa bed, a swimming pool balcony, and even electronic equipment. The secretary knew that Song Nanqiao did not have lunch, so he instructed the chef in the company to prepare a serving for Song Nanqiao.

    "I'm leaving first, Miss Song can sometimes press the button on the wall to call for service."

    The secretary slowly closed the door for Song Nanqiao with an official smile.

    Now Song Nanqiao is lying on the sofa, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

    Last night too, I slept too late, although I didn't doze off in class this morning, but now I am sleepy.

    "System." Song Nanqiao called to the system.

    "Huh?"

    "When my lunch arrives, remember to call me."

    "Oh."

    Before the system said the second sentence, Song Nanqiao tilted her head and fell asleep.

    When the meal came, the system called Song Nanqiao to get up.

    In a daze, Song Nanqiao pinched-down his temples. Outside the room, someone was already urging him.

    Song Nanqiao walked up quickly and opened the door. As a result, when he was about to eat lunch, his cell phone rang, and it was a voice message from Wen Wenyao.

    "Have you eaten yet?"

    The girl's voice was soft and caring.

    "I'm eating." When Song Nanqiao replied to her news, she took a photo by the way, so that Wen Wenyao could feel at ease.

    Wen Wenyao on the other side of the phone was relieved after seeing the photo. Song Nanqiao always skipped lunch, she couldn't let the other party do this.

    When looking at the photos, Wen Wenyao also discovered a detail, the logo on Song Nanqiao's dining table seems to belong to Rongtai Securities Company.

    Why is Song Nanqiao going to Rongtai?

    Wen Wenyao kept this doubt in his heart, but he kindly didn't ask the other party directly.

    "Then you eat well, I'll go to sleep first."

    "Good."

    …

    After Song Nanqiao had lunch, Zhai Xinqi personally came to see her off, and Zhai Xinqi also brought a girl.

    This girl is sitting in a wheelchair, with a fair face and a gentle smile, I think it is the temperament of the sister next door, her eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar to Zhai Xinqi, a bold guess, it should be, Zhai Xinqi's daughter...

    "This is my daughter."

    Zhai Xinqi saw Song Nanqiao's doubts and generously introduced his daughter to Song Nanqiao.

    "Hello."

    In order to show courtesy, Song Nanqiao took the initiative to extend her hand like the girl in front of her.

     "Hello, Miss Song, I have long admired your name, I am Zhai Aiyue."

    The girl smiled gently, stretched out her hand, and held Song Nanqiao's hand.

    The soft palm was pinched by Song Nanqiao. The girl's palm was a little bigger than Wen Wenyao, but it felt almost the same, soft and delicate.

    The difference between Zhai Aiyue and Wen Wenyao is that she has an extraordinary affinity. When she walks outside, no one will think that she is the eldest lady of some rich family. Girl, you must be a kind and gentle person.

    But when Song Nanqiao looked at her, she felt that it was a pity, such a good girl, why did her legs become like this...

    If she is a healthy girl, she must be as popular as Wen Wenyao.

    "My daughter is inconvenient, I'll take you down."

    Zhai Xinqi is worried about her daughter's health. There are many high-rise buildings in Rongtai. If there is no security guard to push Zhai Aiyue, she will have to work hard to get to her office.

    But Zhai Aiyue just didn't listen. When she was free, she would bring herself lunch. These lunches were made by Zhai Aiyue.

    "Okay." Song Nanqiao naturally wouldn't say anything.

    "Miss Song, see you next time."

    "Goodbye."

    She simply waved to Zhai Aiyue and followed Zhai Xinqi.

    When the two were on the corridor, Song Nanqiao heard Zhai Xinqi sigh.

    "Because of my daughter?"

    Song Nanqiao can probably guess it.

    When she was talking to Zhai Aiyue just now, Zhai Xinqi's face showed a kind of guilt and pity.

    Obviously, Zhai Xinqi must feel guilty about her daughter, but Song Nanqiao can't ask directly.

     "Yes, my daughter is too sensible... It's my fault that her legs are like this, but I have never been blamed." Zhai Xinqi was reluctant to mention these things, but Every time I talk about it, there are always two lines of tears in my eyes.

    "Miss Song laughed."

    It is very impolite to cry in front of guests. I just hope Song Nanqiao will not mind. After all, Zhai Xinqi quickly asked the secretary to take two pieces of paper, wiped his face, and sorted out his emotions.

    "It's okay, just send it here."

    Song Nanqiao had already walked to the gate, quickly took out his mask and sunglasses, and got into the car arranged by Zhai Xinqi.

    It's almost time for class now, and she won't be late any more.

    "Miss Song walks slowly."

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