Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 411 Proud for a lifetime, I still want to go through the back door for my granddaughter

In the small garden, Mr. Jiang sat in a wheelchair for a long time. The nurses who had been taking care of him for a long time were afraid that he might catch a cold, so they went in quietly and brought him a blanket out to put on his lap, comforting him hesitantly: "Mr. Don't be too sad. Children are like this. There are children with good grades in the family and children with poor grades."

"Your eldest son and Miss Xianrou both have such good grades in studies, so it's inevitable that some children have poor grades and it doesn't matter. You don't need her to be more promising in the future and earn a lot of money."

Mr. Jiang pulled the blanket on his lap, bowed his head and smiled wryly: "You don't understand, Niannian has a special status. She wants to be with Wang Chuan in the future, education is the minimum requirement."

The door of the Ye family is not that close.

Besides, Ye Wangchuan's status in the capital is special enough. As long as his fiancée is announced, many eyes will be on Qiao Nian at that time. How much can he help her in his seventies and eighties?

By Jiang Zongnan?

He's not old enough to be blind, he can tell that his daughter-in-law doesn't welcome Niannian, and Xianrou...

Mr. Jiang had a strong mind. After thinking for a while, he took out his mobile phone, made up his mind, and said, "I'll call the principal of Tsinghua University."

To go through the back door, someone has to speak.

The younger generation doesn't have enough face, so he is the only one to open the mouth.

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In the principal's office of Tsinghua University, the principal went to pick up a cup of tea and took a sip to moisten his throat. Before his dry throat could be soothed, his cell phone rang again.

"Principal, your phone number."

"I heard."

The principal seized the time to take another sip of tea, quickly screwed on the lid, put down the teacup, strode over, and picked up the phone that was ringing nonstop on the table.

Seeing the caller ID, he was slightly stunned, with a look of astonishment on his face: "Mr. Jiang?"

He didn't react for a while, and asked himself: "Why did Mr. Jiang call me? Jiang's family also has juniors to participate in our school's self-enrollment?"

How could he remember that all the juniors of the Jiang family had gone to college, and no one happened to be in the third year of high school.He thought to himself, moistened his throat, and picked up the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang, what caused you to call me. Well, what's the matter at school? Ah, that exam. The results are out, um, and you can check them on the school's official website."

"You want me to help you look at a student's grades?"

The principal hesitated for a moment.

As soon as the results came out, they were all posted on the official website. You only need to enter your admission ticket number to check your results, but Mr. Jiang insisted on helping him. This probably means...

It's not that he hasn't encountered this kind of situation in previous years. As long as the test scores are not too far behind, it is not impossible to give him a chance for an interview.

"Okay, tell me the name of that student."

The other end of the phone quickly reported a name.

For a moment, the principal suspected that he had misheard: "You said... Qiao Nian?"

There are other people in the office, he didn't turn on the speaker, the hand and arm holding the mobile phone were raised and numb, he was embarrassed, walked to the window quickly, breathed fresh air, and forced himself to calm down and listen to the other end of the mobile phone Man talks to himself.

"Do you know her? How did she do in the exam? Shouldn't she be in the tail? Principal Si, she is my granddaughter. She was lost for more than ten years and was only recently found. I owe her a lot! I know her grades It may not be satisfactory, but I know that girl, she is very smart, but she has experienced too many things in the third year of high school, and she may not have put her heart into her studies."

Mr. Jiang has been proud all his life, and it is very difficult to say this: "For my sake, can Qing University give her a chance, regardless of major, let her in first..."

(End of this chapter)