Ning Chen is very proud now.

For the time being, regardless of what the old man's token explained, it can be seen that Zhao Sanjia attaches great importance to it.

So much so that when entertaining himself, Zhao Sanjia did it himself, for fear that he would neglect Ning Chen.

The principal's room is very large, with brown decoration as a whole, from large murals and accessories to small desks and bonsai. A pear wood coffee table is equipped with three chairs, which should be used by Zhao Sanjia to entertain guests.

Ning Chen observed it casually, sat down gracefully, and cocked Erlang's legs, with a confident expression of a big man coming to the humble house.

Zhao Sanjia naturally sat next to him and said politely, "What kind of tea do you need to drink?" ”

"What's the tea?" Ning Chen's right hand stroked the tail finger of his left hand, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he looked like a rich man, and his tone of speech was fluctuating and absent-minded.

Zhao Sanjia was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself, this stinky boy looks not very old, but he has an old-fashioned atmosphere, and he is used to seeing the momentum of life and death.

He said, "I have a high-grade Tieguanyin here, West Lake Mingqian Longjing, and Wuyi Mountain Dahongpao, which one do you think you need to drink?" ”

"Hmm." Ning Chen nodded, and clasped his index finger, "Sure enough, it's all good tea, and at first glance, Uncle Zhao is a person who knows how to enjoy it, since that's the case...... Then bring me a glass of boiled water. ”

Zhao Sanjia, "......"

This little king and eight calves fool himself?

Zhao Sanjia was depressed in his heart, he was like a few treasures to serve a few treasures of the best tea, this guy actually only needs a cup of boiled water? Waste yourself so much saliva.

However, this little ancestor has a unique taste, and he can only do it.

"Danyangzi's old man is in good health?" Zhao Sanjia put on the water, rubbed his hands, and asked Ning Chen about Danyangzi's recent situation.

"Hey." Ning Chen let out a long sigh and pretended to be miserable, "Hey, the old man of our family is dead, and he entrusted me to Uncle Zhao before he died. ”

"Uncle Zhao, I am not familiar with the life in this Fengtian City, so I will rely on you to take care of it in the future."

"Dead?" Zhao Sanjia's eyes widened, obviously surprised, "How did you die?" ”

"At the end of life, the fallen leaves return to their roots." Ning Chen wiped his mouth and said.

Zhao Sanjia really couldn't stand Ning Chen's style of speaking, but Danyangzi was kind to him back then, and now that future generations are asking for help, he will naturally not refuse.

"Okay." Zhao Sanjia gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement, "You will live in the Academy of Fine Arts in the future." ”

Ning Chen's eyes rolled, rubbed next to Zhao Sanjia, and whispered, "Uncle Zhao, what kind of job are you going to arrange for me?" ”

"This?" Zhao Sanjia didn't expect Ning Chen to be in such a hurry, and when Ning Chen asked him like this, he fell into deep thought.

Ning Chen squatted on the chair with his legs and grinned, "Either Uncle Zhao will give me ......."

"You want to?" Zhao Sanjia waited for the following.

"I'm a good talker, since Uncle Zhao intends to help, let's just get a principal?!" Ning Chen said with a final word.

Zhao Sanjia, "......"

What's that?

This kid is going to be the principal? Still just make a fool?

Why did you become the principal, what did I do?

"I'm kidding you." Ning Chen saw that Zhao Sanjia's expression was erratic, and immediately changed his words, if he offended Zhao Sanjia and swept himself out of the house in a fit of anger, it would be more than worth the loss.

Zhao Sanjia twisted his beard, thinking that sooner or later he would have to arrange Ning Chen's work, so it was better to ask now, and then arrange a suitable job. He said, "How old are you this year?" ”

"I don't know." Ning Chen pouted and shook his head.

"You don't know how old you are? Could it be that it jumped out of the rock? Zhao Sanjia was surprised.

"Uncle Zhao, I won't tell you." Ning Chen stretched out his finger and pointed to his temple, "I ...... here."

"You're sick here?" Zhao Sanjia said quickly.

Ning Chen, "......"

Ning Chen's expression froze, and then briefly explained some of his own situation.

Three years ago, that injury almost killed him, and now just losing part of his memory is a blessing in misfortune.

However, when the old man rescued him back then, it was a complete accident, so I don't know his specific age, and I only know his surname Ning from beginning to end. That was when Ning Chen was rescued, he took the initiative to reveal it in a coma.

Later, the old man gave him the name Ning Chen.

"I see." Zhao Sanjia knew the specific inside story, looked Ning Chen up and down, he looked very young, and guessed that Ning Chen was in his early twenties at most with his eyesight.

At this age, you should actually be in college.

"Or?" Zhao Sanjia muttered, and then suggested, "Why don't I arrange for you to go to school?" ”

"What's that?" Ning Chen was surprised, let him go to school?

At first, he originally refused, but thinking that he could contact all kinds of beauties when he went to school, he didn't seem to be so aggrieved? Maybe you can meet a girl you like, and then happily talk about an unforgettable love?

For example, the playful girl named Chen Yanyu I met today is one of the suitable candidates for love.

"This is good, this is good." After Ning Chen thought about it clearly, he nodded his head like a rattle, and kept boasting to himself, "I don't have any advantages in this person, but I love to learn, especially I like to study ancient poetry. ”

Immediately, he stood up, waved his big hand, and said happily, "For example, that great poet Li Bai wrote ten years of life and death, and I don't think about it and I can't forget it, I like it a lot." ”

Zhao Sanjia stubbornly said, "That was written by Su Shi." ”

Ning Chen, "......"

"Uncle Zhao, I can't talk anymore about what you say." Ning Chen was depressed, he originally wanted to show off his literary heritage, he didn't want to make a big joke, and he was poked on the spot.

"It's fine." Zhao Sanjia smiled, "I just like the way you talk nonsense." ”

Ning Chen, "......"

Zhao Sanjia has always been resolute in doing things, and after seeing Ning Chen's nod and agree, he immediately called the contact person to deal with it.

"They'll be there soon." Zhao Sanjia put down the phone and informed Ning Chen.

Five minutes later, the office door was pushed open.

The first thing that rushed into her nose was a gust of incense, followed by a tall figure, dressed in a silver-white professional suit and wearing high stockings, which was quite orthodox.

But because the figure is too outstanding, this outfit wears a thousand styles.

"It's so beautiful." Ning Chen looked up and muttered on the spot.

The woman is about twenty-five or sixteen, with a high nose, bright eyes and bright teeth, especially two thin lips, after applying a light lip gloss, it is like a red peach blossom in March.

"Uncle Zhao, I didn't expect that there would be such an amazing woman in your school, stained." Ning Chen's eyes rolled, and he approached Zhao Sanjia, and guessed in a low voice, "This is your secretary?" ”

"Uh...... This one. Zhao Sanjia just wanted to explain the identity of the person who came, but his speed of speech couldn't keep up with Ning Chen.

After Ning Chen got up, he wrapped his arms around the Qingli woman a few times, baring his teeth and muttering, "The old man often said that those big people are ...... in their normal working conditions."

"There is something to do for the secretary, nothing to do for the secretary."

"Uncle Zhao is so blessed to have such a beautiful female secretary."

Zhao Sanjia, "......"

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