I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World

These Tianjiang mornings are very leisurely.

Although a wiretap was found in the room, he did not care about who did it. Every day, I chatted with my parents, and took Aisha around in the place where he used to live. By the way, I took photos with my mobile phone and sent them to the three people who looked at the end of the world.

"This is my high school." Standing at the school gate, Jiang Chen looked at the teaching building with some nostalgia and introduced it to Aisha.

He has shed youth and sweat here.

When I think about it carefully, when I just touched the small hand at the same table inadvertently, I would blush the half-class boy, but it was really cute.

"Speaking, did Aisha read high school?" Jiang Chen asked casually.

"I didn't finish reading, it was blown up." Aisha said blankly.

It’s really sad memories.

"Sorry, it reminds you of something bad." Jiang Chen whispered.

The cold face showed him a gentle smile, and she shook her head.

"Don't apologize. It's all there is no way."

For those sad memories, Aisha never felt sorry for this. Even for the tragedy that happened in her own family, she only accepted this fact silently. Jiang Chen once asked her if she wanted to go back and avenge the killing of her parents. As long as she thought, he would help her, but she shook her head.

Jiang Chen did not ask her the reason, but she could guess something faintly.

Very sad facts. The young Syrian little loli, perhaps the one he met on the side of the world, is the one with the closest way of thinking to the waste.

Only those who are used to death. Will be so indifferent to death.

Perhaps it is for this reason that she will still be alive in this world. The only thing that makes her feel warm is that the only person who makes her open is so close.

I licked Aisha’s little head. Jiang Chen smiled slightly, took her hand and walked to the school gate.

"Now still in class, unrelated people should not enter the school." Sitting in the guard room, the old man in a military coat said seriously.

Although Jiang Chen recognized him, he obviously would not remember everyone who went out from here.

Hey, Jiang Chen really did not expect that he would be blocked by the guard outside the school gate. However, when he saw the vigilant expression on the guard's face, he immediately responded.

It is understandable that the guards blocked the people from entering the school. Jiang Chen remembered that he was studying. There are some small mixed and mixed around, like to wander around the school gate. Obviously, in the society, it is just a "smuggling r", but it is like to put a big brother in front of the underage, to show how "there is a story", and then hook up the little girl, to find the honest man asking for money or something.

Aisha’s brown curly hair was apparently misunderstood by the guard’s old man. After all, she is old, and for her face, he is not very clear.

As if to see his mind, Jiang Chen just smiled. Going over, I talked with the guardian.

"Is it still president Wu?"

"Yes. Are you looking for him?"

"Well, you call him and say that someone is going to donate a school building."

The grandfather was stunned.

"What?"

Ordinary people may not know Jiang Chen, but they are the school leaders of Lake City II. So may not recognize him as an outstanding alumnus? In this small place of Lake City, it is difficult to come up with personal talents. Now it is the chairman of a large company with a market value of 10 billion. Still rated by the Wall Street Journal, it can stand shoulder to shoulder with Bill Gates and Jobs, the leaders of the "third technological revolution."

Wu Zechen has also worked in Lake City II for more than ten years. It is an old principal. Although it is not a big impression for Jiang Chen, a student who graduated five years ago, this does not prevent him from being proud of Jiang Chen’s achievements. Although it is not enough to say what people say. However, in the occasion of the speeches of various principals, he will pick up the last two sentences at the end, and use the story of Jiang Chen to motivate those students who are still stinking, and show that they are good at running their own schools and stimulate them to study well in a good university.

Although Jiang Chen’s current achievements are not related to the university’s half-dollar relationship.

After waiting for half a minute, Jiang Chen saw President Wu walked with a group of school leaders. Across the distance, he greeted Jiang Chen and greeted him with a smile.

"Haha, Mr. Jiang actually thought about going back to school to see it. I really missed it and didn't call me." When I met, Wu Zechen excitedly held Jiang Chen's hand and said with red light.

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. I just left home for a long time. I just came back and turned around." Jiang Chen smiled.

"That's how it works! Mr. Jiang went back to Hucheng 2nd Middle School, how can I have a welcome meeting?"

"You don't have to use it, or you don't bother the students." Jiang Chen waved his hand.

For the enthusiasm of the old principal, Jiang Chen can not help but feel shame. After shaking hands with a group of school leaders such as the vice president, the teaching director, and the secretary, he was finally invited to the school gate.

Of course, the reason why the old principal is so enthusiastic is mostly because of the opening remarks of Jiang Chen’s “donating a teaching building”. After being confirmed by Jiang Chen, his old face almost laughed and opened the flower, personally served as a "guide", with Jiang Chen and Aisha on the campus.

Originally, he thought that he was afraid that he would have to retired at the position of the principal. As a result, he did not expect that the great **** of Jiang Chen came back with a whim, and he also benefited the education of his hometown.

Once the new school building project was finalized, I was afraid that it would take two years, and he would be transferred to the Education Bureau for promotion. With this qualification, less talk can also be transferred from the deputy department level, and even may be able to mix with the deputy. It is no exception that he has such enthusiasm to get such a big benefit.

At the beginning, the enthusiasm of the principal was a headache for Jiang Chen. After all, he was originally planning to take Aisha's little hand and quietly circled in this familiar campus, reminiscing about the time. By the way, I made some living for my hometown, but I didn't expect to have a lot of school leaders behind my ass.

But soon he enjoyed this feeling.

Ask why. That is naturally

"Look and see, that is Jiang Chen?" Just after Jiang Chen passed the high-sixth class door he had been waiting for. A sharp-eyed girl suddenly recognized Jiang Chen, and pulled the same table and excitedly shouted.

Among the young people who use smart phones, Jiang Chen is still very famous. After all, the number of domestic users of the future 1.0 is less than 300 million. Those who love to watch games with their mobile phones will probably choose to install a white card to speed up the phone.

"Hey? Really! God swears, Wu old man has this ability, actually invited the national husband to the school?" A beautiful girl with a long hair, the beauty of the girl, stopped Brushed the thumb of the collar.

"Hurry up and put your phone away. If you are seen by the director,"

"Wait, I will take a picture of him first~" The girl lifted her cell phone and sent the last collar of the semester.

Not only among the girls, Jiang Chen is also very popular among the boys.

Many Xueba have already regarded this man as a struggle model for their hard work. In order to be like him, they will go back to the campus with great enthusiasm, and let the school leaders who have been “high-spirited” follow behind themselves and glimmer. The rhetoric is flattering.

A billion-dollar, exotic beauty secretary. It is simply a model of life winners!

Although Jiang Chen would like to tell them that his current achievements and reading are not related to a little bit, even if he was indeed a high score, he was admitted to Wanghai University.

All in all, being surrounded by a group of young and beautiful girls with adoration and envy, the feeling is really unspeakable pleasure.

That's right! Jiang Chen is like the feeling of this kind of force.

People don't pretend to force. What is the difference between salted fish and salted fish?

"How, is Mr. Jiang satisfied with the school spirit of our school?" Wu Zechen looked at the smile of Jiang Chen's mouth and said cheerfully.

"I am not satisfied. I don't have the qualification to evaluate. But I see that the schoolmates are so spirited, and I am very grateful to be a senior." Jiang Chen smiled. Said casually.

"Haha, why didn't you? There are many students in our school. They all regard Jiang Xuechang as an idol." The 30-year-old female secretary said with a smile.

For this compliment, Jiang Chen smiled slightly with some complacency.

"Speaking, what about Teacher Cai?" That was his class teacher. However, this walked around the teaching building, but it was a person who could not see him.

"Mr. Cai is old and has retired. He heard that his son was in good condition in the South and took him over."

Already retired?

Jiang Chen couldn't help feeling a little regret, but then he was relieved.

I have been fighting for most of my life in the post of education. He should also enjoy the blessing.

A five million school building, a set of one million modern teaching equipment, and a marble lettering statue. Although President Wu enthusiastically stated that a grand donation ceremony should be held, it is difficult to express the gratitude of all the teachers and students.

However, Jiang Chen refused to wave his hand. For fear of trouble, he went straight to the easiest procedure and donated money in the name of future people's technology. At that time, the company's legal department will send individuals to coordinate this matter, and he will worry about it.

After handling these things, Jiang Chen called Xia Shiyu and was ready to inform her.

"Hey?" Jiang Chen said lazily to the phone.

"Ah, huh? What's the matter?" Xia Shiyu's voice sounded a little absent-minded.

Suddenly frowned, Jiang Chen said in a concerned tone: "I feel that your state seems to be a bit wrong, is it a cold?"

"No, nothing, a little private." Xia Shiyu replied perfunctorily.

The family actually let her go back to the blind date, saying that the girl's family is too old to marry, the man is also working in Wanghai City, and also opened a company, the conditions are very good, and so on.

These two days, Xia Shiyu has been troubled by this matter.

Oh, but the parents insisted that she promised to take a vacation and come back.

The right is to be happy for the elderly.

As for the blind date, she has already sentenced him to death in his heart.

I don't know why, obviously, it doesn't matter, but she still doesn't want Jiang Chen to know about it. What is even more ridiculous is that, at the thought of getting married, somehow, things that night will unconsciously come to her mind.

On that day, the lips of the two were only a few cents apart.

If you kissed that day

After listening to Jiang Chen’s donation, Xia Shiyu hung up.

It was a long sigh, and she held the phone on her chest.

The blushing thin lips, very rarely, are slightly picked up like a little daughter.

Like a proverb, she whispered a whisper that she did not know.

"Stupid" (to be continued...)