Rich to the third generation

In the assigned homework, the error rate of this question is relatively high, so the chemistry teacher specially took it to class to explain.

If other students got this question right, the teacher wouldn't be too surprised, but it would be Su Yehao who solved the answer easily at this moment?

This notoriously ignorant and incompetent prodigal son, the super university scum in the school!

Not only the chemistry teacher, but even Jiang Yu, Zhao Yimeng, and the bad friend Bao Yajun were shocked by this miraculous scene.

It was really hard for them to imagine that these ideas for solving problems would come from Su Yehao's mouth, it felt like they were dreaming.

Both the answer and the idea are correct.

Although the chemistry teacher always felt it was weird, he finally let Su Yehao go, and said: "Very good, keep going..."

Bao Yajun couldn't believe it, and hurriedly asked in a low voice, "Brother Hao, have you been secretly reading?"

"Didn't I tell you this morning, Master Wen Quxing gave me a dream two days ago, saying that I'm a man to be made."

Su Yehao answered in a low voice.

He really couldn't explain the reason, so he had to run the train with his mouth full on purpose, bringing up a reason that no one would believe.

In class, Bao Yajun didn't ask much, he smacked his lips and sighed, "I can see all kinds of strange things after living so long, it's unimaginable and so on.

Also concerned about this matter was Jiang Yu who was sitting not far away.

During class, she looked at Su Yehao from time to time, and was inexplicably relieved to see him taking notes so seriously.

Thinking that it was because of a problem in the family's business, Su Yehao began to choose to make progress.

They are all basic chemical knowledge, and they are not separated from the knowledge points learned in high school.

A class time passed like this, and Su Yehao gained a lot. He also concentrated on the physics and biology classes that followed.

It was perfectly normal for a good student to listen carefully in class, but when a student like Su Yehao started to be serious, it always made others feel that something was wrong.

It was rare to see him so serious. The male physics teacher even thought he was being teased, so he secretly looked in the mirror to see if there was anything on his face.

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The afternoon passed like this.

Su Yehao had no idea what happened during today's class.

After a few letters were picked up by the postman, they were quickly sent to newspapers and TV stations, where they were noticed by interested people.

At 04:30 in the afternoon, school is over as usual.

The next two days are weekends, and there are special cleaners in the school, so they don't need to clean up by themselves.

Su Yehao has already made a plan. He plans to sleep late tomorrow morning, and then drive around the casino. The city's total area is only more than 30 square kilometers, and it won't take long to go around it.

Maybe I can take the time to go to Hong Kong City, and inspect the few real estates that are facing difficulties by the way.

The "Jiangshan" built by my old man has a total investment of more than 40 billion Hong Kong dollars. If you have the opportunity, you must go and see it for yourself.

Jiang Yu will go to the club to practice dance after class.

She ran to finish the explanation, and told her that she would take a taxi back later without waiting for her.

Su Yehao was actually very interested in the girls dancing, but he couldn't brazenly follow them together, so he had to accompany Baoyajun, Zhugan and Huyan, three bad friends, to talk about all kinds of campus gossip.

It was about four forty.

Su Yehao received a call, and the name in the note showed "Mom".

I thought it would be something. Taking advantage of the holiday, the mother and son reunited and went out to have a meal, and they were quickly connected.

Only hearing the lazy voice of a woman from the opposite side, she asked: "My dear son, what are you doing? I heard that you have caused trouble again. I am on the tarmac of your school. I will meet you in the principal's office later."

"Apron?"

"Well, don't talk nonsense, whatever you are doing, go now!"

After finishing speaking, he was hung up, leaving Su Yehao in a daze with a dazed expression.

Zhugan heard the words "helipad" and said enviously, "Has your mother come yet? Running a medical business is to make money. If I had a helicopter, I would park it in the most conspicuous place every day and take the girls for a ride."

"My mother's helicopter... Let's talk about it later, come and go."

Knowing that he had caused trouble again, Su Yehao was wondering what he was going to blame again.

After looking at the map and knowing where the Academic Affairs Building is, Su Yehao went directly to the principal's office. During the process, he also met Nangong Tian who was riding a horse, and waved hello.

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in the principal's room.

A well-maintained lady is sitting on the sofa, drinking tea gracefully.

At this time, she took out a file bag, took out the letters and photocopies inside, and spread it out for the principal to see.

The principal of Donghuang Rose Middle School, named Song Minshi, is over 50 years old, with a Mediterranean hairstyle and not tall.

Su Yehao's biological mother, named Tang Jiayu, is barely a household name in this gambling city, and is often featured in newspapers, especially in the upper circles.

"Ms. Tang, these are..."

After reading the copy of the photo and the report letter, Principal Song Minshi had already guessed something, but he still couldn't believe it, so he continued to ask.

Su Yehao's mother said with a straight face:

"I have a friend in the newspaper office. As soon as he received this anonymous letter, he sent the photo and this letter to me via fax machine. The teacher at your school, what is going on, how old is he?" , actually hooked up with my son? What if the news gets out, what will my son do in the future?"

Principal Song Minshi, one head and two seniors, replied at this moment:

"This...Mr. Yun is young, has a good teaching style, and is very popular among the students. I don't see anything wrong with the photo. It is obviously taken in a shopping mall. There may be some misunderstanding in it?"

"Look at this letter. It says that my son bought designer bags and clothes for this teacher, and went shopping together."

Her tone of voice was a bit harsh, but in fact, Su Yehao's mother still had that calm and elegant demeanor.

She was still busy with business in Hong Kong City before. About an hour ago, after receiving the news from her friend, she hurriedly took a helicopter and rushed all the way across the sea to Casino City.

After all, he is just a precious son, so he will inevitably be very concerned.

Mathematics teacher Yang Zibo wrote a pen on the report letter and made up a false story.

According to the content of the letter, Linda Yun, as Su Yehao's teacher, took the initiative to tease Su Yehao, making the young master Su willing to spend money on her to buy some luxury goods. Can't wait.

If it's just letters, the key is photos!

Su Yehao's mother didn't know why, so it's no wonder that she became anxious the moment she saw this letter, and rushed to the casino immediately.

I am afraid that my son will be involved in gossip news, and also afraid that he will be used by women with ulterior motives.

Principal Song Minshi looked at the photo again, and hurriedly said, "I'll ask Teacher Yun to come over and explain clearly to you face to face?"

"Okay, I'd like to see what kind of female teacher can fascinate my son."

Su Yehao's mother, Tang Jiayu, added at this moment: "Mr. Zhao's wife, Jin Yu, is an old friend of mine for many years. I have already called to ask her to come with me."

It was clearly a threat.

This woman named Jin Yu is not Zhao Yimeng's mother.

Hearing this sentence, Principal Song Minshi's face turned dark, and he begged for mercy with a wry smile:

"Don't worry, Mr. Tang, I have always taken good care of your son. After I investigate clearly, I promise to give you a satisfactory answer..."