My Wife Slaps People in the Face Online Daily Chapter 75 - The Powerpoint for the Assembly

Chapter 75: The Powerpoint for the a.s.sembly

Lei Xiao could not be more familiar at the sight of Lu Shangjin. He was a leader several ranks higher than him, the head of Ming City. He tried every means to meet him, but he was turned away at the door several times when he tried to pay a visit.

Why was he standing together with Gu Mang?

“Yinyin, why is Lu Yang and his father standing beside Gu Mang?” He asked seriously as he watched.

Gu Yin didn’t know Lu Shangjin. Judging from the looks of the six people there, she guessed that the older looking one was Lu Yang’s father. Suddenly, she realized Lu Yang’s family background.

Lu Yang’s father was the leader of Ming City. Uncle had also once told her to find a way to build a good relations.h.i.+p with Lu Yang. What if Uncle found out about Gu Mang and Lu Yang’s relations.h.i.+p?

The situation instantly changed before her eyes.

Pursing her lips, she said concisely, “Sister is in Cla.s.s Twenty. She shares the desk with Lu Yang. Maybe their parents are chatting.”

For some reason, Lei Xiao heaved a breath of relief.

That was probably right. How could Gu Mang possibly know someone as powerful as Lu Shangjin. His sister who pa.s.sed away had also never once mentioned any a.s.sociations they had with the leader of Ming City. After some pondering, he thought that they must be parents meeting only because they were deskmates. But he was still quite unhappy to have missed such a good opportunity. If he had known, he would have sent Gu Yin to Cla.s.s Twenty.

If she became acquainted with Lu Yang, and with the help of Lu Shangjin, he would have risen rapidly in his career. How unfortunate.

“Yinyin,” Lei Xiao said in a gentle voice, “You know who Lu Yang is. Now that you’re here at this school, you have to make good use of this opportunity.”

The reason he took in Gu Yin was because he didn’t have a daughter.

Gu Yin looked at Lu Yang. He was very attractive. No one in Ming City High School dared to mess with him because he came from a powerful family.

Her face glowed with a faint blush. “I understand, Uncle.”

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At ten to nine, almost all the parents of the Year Three students had arrived. The music was again at its climax. The parents and students lined up to stand at both sides of the square, waiting to enter.

The emcee announced the start of the a.s.sembly. Princ.i.p.al Fu was the first to speak.

“Dear teachers, parents, students, good morning. Today is the first parent-teacher meeting of the 49th batch of Year Three students of Ming City High School. It is also the beginning of Year Three’s a.s.sembly. After twelve years of strenuous studies, this is where you will succeed or fail. The efforts that we have put in day and night will soon reap the most abundant fruits.”

Princ.i.p.al Fu’s voice was strong and pa.s.sionate.

Ruan Qingqing snuck backstage where the teachers were sitting and chatting with the Year One and Year Two Student Union student members at the conference table.

The Level Head’s a.s.sistant saw Ruan Qingqing running there and said in surprise, “Qingqing, why are you here? Isn’t the signing about to start soon?”

Ruan Qingqing smiled, embarra.s.sed. “I forgot I left my gla.s.ses here.”

The Level Head’s a.s.sistant said, “Then hurry up and find it and go back to the a.s.sembly once you’re done.”

Ruan Qingqing nodded. Seeing the people continue to chat and look at their phones, she walked over to the computer.

Staring at the USB drive on the computer, she quickly unplugged it, and plugged in her own.

She replaced the files from her USB drive with the a.s.sembly’s powerpoint on the computer’s desktop. There was a malicious gleam in her eyes. After returning the computer desktop to its original state, she turned and saw that the teachers and students were in the same position as before and she felt relieved.

She took out the gla.s.ses from her pocket and held them in her hand. “Teacher, I found my gla.s.ses. I’ll be going now.”

With that said she ran out in a hurry.

The Level Head’s a.s.sistant sighed. “How forgetful.”