From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 129 - 129: 073 Making Money (Additional Update)_5

Chapter 129: 073 Making Money (Additional Update)_5

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“She’s Miss Zhu, the daughter of the Zhus. Our family’s new apartment is a property of their family. Usually, kids of nouveau riche families are not talented, but she’s an exception.”

Tang Wan frowned, irritated.

The second type was students who worked hard and relied on studying. These students were generally plain and uninteresting, not paying attention to outside matters and only focusing on their studies. So when Ming Jing entered, they only glanced at her once before lowering their heads to work on their questions.

In the corner, Zhao Heng was sleeping with his head on the table. His deskmate nudged him, “Old Zhao, look, a beautiful girl.”

Zhao Heng’s dream was interrupted. He looked up irritably, saw the girl who just entered, rubbed his eyes and rubbed them again.

“F*ck… Am I seeing things?”

His deskmate, Ding Hai, teased him, “Told you, a beautiful girl.”

Without much effort, Zhao Heng excitedly sent a message to his uncle.

The person you’re looking for is right now two meters away from me.

The other side did not renly. probahly in a meeting-

Zhao Heng saw the girl sit down at Song Yinzhang’s desk, irritably tousling his hair.

Ding Hai, who had been asking around, came back and whispered, “I found out.

Have you heard about the rumor surrounding the true heiress of the Zhus?

She’s that true heiress they just found.”

Zhao Heng raised an eyebrow in surprise, so she was the heiress of the Zhus.

Having seen a peony that was a true beauty, who would be attracted by wild chrysanthemums on the roadside? So when Zhu Xiangxiang entered, it didn’t cause much of a stir.

Zhu Xiangxiang glanced at Ming Jing and Song Yinzhang, then found a corner seat and sat down quietly.

The teachers of the competition classes were all provincial Gold Medal teachers. For example, Mr. Ren Chuan, the leader of the mathematics department in Jiangzhou City, was a Provincial Olympic Maths Gold Medalist and had produced many outstanding students.

The pace of classes in the competition class was quick. You might not be able to keep up if you were slightly inattentive, and the pressure was immense.

After one class, Zhu Xiangxiang felt like her head was about to explode. She hadn’t slept well the night before and felt a buzzing in her head.

“Girl in the pink dress sitting in the back row, stand up and answer this question. ”

Zhu Xiangxiang, who was called on, stood up with difficulty, feeling embarrassed and her scalp tingling.

She didn’t understand…

Silence, for a long time.

Mr. Ren said with a straight face, “The competition class is different from regular math classes. Don’t waste your time here if you don’t have the determination.”

Zhu Xiangxiang felt everyone’s mocking eyes on her, her face flushed, wishing she could dig a hole and crawl in.

Mr. Ren left as soon as the class ended, but no one left the classroom because he had given out a test paper, and they could only leave after completing it and putting it on the podium.

Zhu Xiangxiang looked at the test paper, feeling dizzy.

Ming Jing finished, checked it from the beginning, and then left after handing in the paper.

Song Yinzhang handed in his paper at the same time, and the two left the classroom one after the other.

Tang Wan glanced at their backs and bit the pen, still having several difficult questions left.

Zhao Heng quickly wrote his name on the paper and prepared to hand it in.

Ding Hai hurriedly stopped him, “You still have two big questions left. Do you know how terrifying Mr. Ren is? He’ll kick you out of the competition class.” Zhao Heng frowned and sat down, feeling defeated.

“Not doing it is worse than doing it wrong. Don’t let flirting mess up your mind.

Finish it first.”

Zhao Heng reluctantly sighed.

“There’s a nice grilled fish place nearby. Want to go?” Song Yinzhang asked.Ming Jing thought for a moment and said, “Sorry, I need to go to the history museum.”

Song Yinzhang smiled and said, “Great, my mom works at the museum, I’ll go with you, and check out my mom’s work environment while I’m there.”

Ming Jing didn’t expect such a coincidence, and since the other party said so, she couldn’t refuse.

Ming Jing let Zheng Qing take Ming Chen and Ming Ti, while she took a taxi. Song Yinzhang rode a bicycle and patted the back seat, “I hope it won’t be too uncomfortable for you.”

Ming Jing sat on the backseat of the bicycle, feeling the wind and the sun shining on her face, it was a different kind of experience.

Yi High School was not far from the museum, about 15 minutes by bicycle.

The gatekeeper immediately greeted Song Yinzhang with a warm smile, “Xiao Song is back, are you here to see your mom? A group of leaders just came to visit, Mr. Jiao is accompanying them. You can wait in Mr. Jiao’s office first, and this

The old man’s cloudy gaze fell on Ming Jing, wondering how young people these days seemed to be growing up more and more beautiful. “This is my classmate, we’re together, thank you, Sir, we’ll go in first.” Song Yinzhang pushed the bicycle and walked in with Ming Jing.

From a distance, Ming Jing saw a group of people walking out of the main building. The man in the lead looked very familiar; it was Shen Zhou who she had seen last night. A woman in her forties accompanied him, and the group seemed to be getting along well as they walked and talked together.

Song Yinzhang and Ming Jing stopped at the same time. The woman seemed to sense something and glanced in their direction, then turned her head back.

This woman should be Song Yinzhang’s mother, the director of the museum.

The group walked towards the left side of the administrative building, and the large group of people came and went quickly.

Ming Jing called Ming Ti, and as soon as the call connected, Ming Ti said anxiously, “Ming Jing, it’s bad, Xiao Wu is missing.”

Ming Jing’s eyes darkened, but she remained calm, “Slow down, when did she disappear, and where?”

Hearing Ming Jing’s composure, Ming Ti’s anxiety calmed down a bit, “I was walking ahead with Ming Chen and Mr. Li. Xiao Ying was holding Xiao Wu’s hand behind us. Mr. Li was telling us historical stories, and we were both fascinated. Since Xiao Ying was there, I didn’t pay attention to Xiao Wu.

Suddenly, Xiao Ying said Xiao Wu was gone, and we couldn’t find her even after looking for a long time. This place is really too big, Ming Jing, Xiao Wu won’t be in any trouble, will she?”

Ming Jing softly said, “Don’t worry, Xiao Wu is very smart, she won’t be in trouble. I’m at the entrance of the museum now, you guys come out first.

Song Yinzhang roughly understood the situation, “Ming Jing, don’t worry, I’ll call my mom right away and ask her to send more people to look for Xiao Wu. She must be still inside, just running around like a naughty child. But I want to know, how old is she?”

“Xiao Wu is five years old, wearing a pink floral dress and a yellow fisherman’s hat.” Ming Jing’s brows furrowed slightly, comforting others but feeling anxious in her heart.

After all, she’s just a five-year-old child.

Song Yinzhang immediately called his mother, briefly explained the situation, and she quickly called the security room. The entire museum was put on alert, no one was allowed to enter or exit, and all available staff were sent to search for the little girl while announcements were continuously broadcasted.

There were other visitors inside the museum at this time, so closing it was not practical.

Shen Zhou asked, “What happened?”

Mr. Jiao sighed, “A child got lost in the museum, I’m sorry, Mr. Shen, it’s not easy for you to come here…”

Shen Zhou waved his hand, “Finding the child is more important, go now, don’t delay.”

Mr. Jiao called his subordinates to accompany Shen Zhou and left in a hurry.

Having a child disappear could be a big or small matter. It would be troublesome if something happened, especially with Mr. Shen here.

It seemed that the lost child was a sister of Mr. Jiao’s son’s classmates.

Ming Ti and Ming Chen ran out, saw Ming Jing, and immediately rushed over, hugging Ming Jing and crying.

“Ming Jing, I’ve lost Xiao Wu, hit me, scold me.”

Wiping the tears from her face, Ming Jing softly said, “Xiao Wu will be fine, trust me.”

“Miss, I’m sorry, it’s my fault for not watching Yi Yi closely,” Xiao Ying apologized beside them..