One Hundred and Forty-Seven. The East Village Project Starts

On the morning of the 28th, at an airport in the second district, An Tianfeng stepped onto the plane.

Sitting by the porthole, looking at the rapidly shrinking airport, An Tianfeng sighed.

He was hunting in a relatively primitive forest when he suddenly received a call from his assistant, saying that Lao Zhong's son was looking for him.

After asking, I found out that there was a problem with Lao Zhong's company.

After hunting, An Tianfeng decided to go to Zilang to have a look. By the way, he regained the majesty he lost when facing Zhong Yunxin from Zhong Yunze.

The Zhong family's is just a small company. I heard that the problem is still within the company. Even if they don't rely on their own Anjia Group, they can easily solve it by using their years of experience in business.

An Tianfeng was very confident about this.

What made him sigh was not the matter of the Zhong family, but the matter of his own daughter.

At the same time as receiving Zhong Yunze's call, An Tianfeng also received the news that his daughter had raised a female college student at home.

An Tianfeng, who has conducted an investigation and communicated with Yu Liang, knows that his daughter is not crooked. It should be because she has been with the maids in the villa and has almost no contact with men, so she is closer to her friends. That's all.

However, being able to understand does not mean that he can accept it.

Yaoyao is already eighteen years old, it's time for her to get in touch with men, otherwise what will happen when she gets married?

So, who should get to go to the daughter's side?

They should be around the same age, have good moral character, and preferably be capable.

I happened to go to Zilang's old friends to see if there was any suitable candidate.

Pulling the curtains and putting down the seat, An Tianfeng put on the blindfold, lay down on the seat, and fell asleep.

...

On the other side, Xia Yu logged into An Siyao's account.

Today is the first day of school, and the psychotherapy room he wanted has been set up, so it's time to go to the academy to start the task.

Taking out a smart dress from the closet and putting it on, Xia Yu drove to Dongzhixiang Academy.

Today is the first day of school and there is a morning meeting.

All the students came to the auditorium to sit down and listen to the principal's speech.

The principal is a middle-aged woman who looks a little stuffy. She reads the manuscript she has read every semester since she took office, only changing the date and season.

The girls in the audience were drowsy.

When the principal finished speaking, the girls applauded enthusiastically. This enthusiasm was not false, but it was not for the principal's speech, but for the principal's resignation.

After the principal, the presiding student said, "The student council president is here to speak."

The following students whispered:

"Is Senior Sister An Siyao going to take the stage?"

"I haven't seen you for a month. I don't know if senior sister has become handsome again."

Amidst their twittering, Feng Yujia stepped onto the stage.

The auditorium fell into three seconds of silence.

Under the leadership of the teacher, the embarrassing applause was long overdue.

"Is the student council president actually Feng Yujia?"

"Then what does senior sister An Siyao do?"

The girls were lost in thought.

Feng Yujia's speech was very short. After she went down, the student who hosted said, "At the end, the student representatives are invited to speak on stage."

Seeing a figure coming up from below, the girls applauded casually, the applause was sparse, but when the figure turned their faces, their applause immediately became enthusiastic, even more enthusiastic than celebrating the principal's resignation.

Smiling at the students in the audience, Xia Yu maintained an elegant opening and read the manuscript:

"In this pear blossom season..."

His manuscript was also not long. After he bowed and stepped down, the girls applauded with deep reluctance.

"Senior An Siyao has really become handsome."

"It feels so elegant!"

"It's like being an aristocrat."

The girls' discussion reached the headmaster's ears, and the headmaster turned his head and asked the dean next to him: "What's going on with this An Siyao?"

The student representative is determined by the dean, so the principal asked her.

The dean was taken aback, feeling the unfriendliness in the principal's words, she said: "An Siyao is the most popular student in the whole school, and her own grades are also very good."

"What is popularity, nonsense!" The old-fashioned principal frowned, "We are an upper-class school, not an idol school. We train elites from the upper-class society, not actors who run around for popularity!"

Turning his head to look at the girls who were still discussing behind him, the principal said again: "You ask An Siyao to come to my place!"

"But she's just a bit more popular." The dean hesitated.

"If she didn't intend to show off and win over, how could she become as popular as she is now?" The principal sneered, "Who is her parent who engages in these outside ways?"

The dean replied: "An Tianfeng."

The headmaster froze.

After a while, her complexion regained its sternness: "Even the young lady of the Anjia Group can't trample on the ideas of Dongzhixiang!"

The dean added, "Her grandfather is Yu Liang."

The principal turned his head abruptly: "That Yu Liang from Daliang Capital?"

"Yeah." The dean replied.

After five seconds of silence, the headmaster coughed: "I thought about it, the direct interview is too direct, let me remind her from the side if I have a chance."

Although the Anjia Group has wealth and power, An Tianfeng has no control over Dongzhixiang, and Daliang Capital is different. Yuliang is the major shareholder of Dongzhixiang.

"With such an identity, why is she not marked in the file?" The principal complained to the dean, and she almost made a big mistake.

"Her family kept it a secret." The dean explained, "And you don't care much about school affairs, so you didn't tell you."

"Are there any other students like this?" asked the principal.

"It's gone, the rest of the files are marked."

After listening to the dean's words, the headmaster felt relieved.

After straightening her collar, she glanced in Xia Yu's direction again.

Although she didn't dare to take care of Xia Yu's affairs because of the affairs of the other party's family, she still had the same thoughts in her heart.

Looking contemptuously at the girls surrounding Xia Yu, she lamented how superficial these students were.

The morning meeting was over, and all the students returned to the classroom to start the day's lessons.

At 2:45 in the afternoon, after the day's classes ended, fifteen students in fifteen classes in the school received a text message.

"At three o'clock in the afternoon, if you are free, you can come to the psychotherapy room next to the student union."

The signature is An Siyao.

The time on the newsletter is different for everyone.

If it was someone else's invitation, the fifteen people would definitely ignore it, but this was An Siyao's invitation.

What does An Siyao want to do?

Fifteen people were puzzled.

At three o'clock, Xia Yu, who was waiting in the psychotherapy room, saw the first two girls he had dated.

Those were Feng Yujia and Feng Yumo.

"Yaoyao, what are you going to do?" The two women looked at the room full of beds in doubt.