Upon hearing this, Yao Beibei’s pupils suddenly widened. The thin layer of mist covering her heart abruptly dispersed, revealing critical information. "No, they are tax people." Tie Jun belongs to the department with the best welfare but is the hardest to progress in. May you wander for half a lifetime, but return as just a first-level law enforcement officer. At their age, just wait a little longer, and they will reach the ideal shore. In short, all regulations in small places are quite loose. However, as the saying goes, breaking bones is easy but divorce is near impossible. "That’s it then, consultation over." Jiang Nian picked up his thermos cup and was ready to leave, "Remember to transfer the consultation fee to me." But the Divine Calculator, wouldn’t miss a small red packet. "Hey, wait, then what should I... do?" Yao Beibei had almost believed Jiang Nian, instinctively seeking his advice. "Do I look like a walking encyclopedia? How would I know?" "Come on, help me." Seeing him about to leave, Yao Beibei couldn’t help but panic, "How about this, after this matter is over, I’ll treat you to a meal." He raised an eyebrow, "My stomach’s not good; I don’t like eating much. How about this, if it works, you owe me a favor." Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian’s lips curved into a slight smile. "I suggest you don’t go home for now, stay at the home of a classmate who has a big house, doesn’t lack money, and is also an only child." "Where can I find..." Yao Beibei’s words were cut off, suddenly looking up at Jiang Nian, "Isn’t that Zhizhi?" Jiang Nian has always been a rather cautious person, liking to feed fish and tease cats. Currently, though he is only eighteen, he must figure out what is the biggest obstacle between him and Zhang Ningzhi. Zhang Wanhai doesn’t understand love, but does the mother-in-law? Conquering Zhizhi’s parents? Indeed, parental support is the most beautiful love. But what if it’s a quintuplet... friendship? So, Jiang Nian’s goal was not to win the approval of Zhizhi’s parents but to get some information from Yao Beibei. After all, it’s a business with no costs, and he can win over Yao Beibei in the process, why not? "I don’t know, I’m so sleepy." Jiang Nian yawned as he left, tossing the water card to Yao Beibei. During the morning break. "Damn, where’s my water card?" Li Hua searched high and low, starting to question life, "I swear I saw it here this morning." "Tsk tsk, you better take good care of your water card." Jiang Nian comforted him with a sentence, then started waving the water card around like he was teasing a dog with transparent tape. "Tweet tweet tweet, little card is off." Li Hua was stunned for a few seconds and looked closely at the water card. "That’s also your grandma, remember to be filial." Jiang Nian returned the water card to Li Hua and turned his head towards the giggling girl. "Did you bring drinks today?" The mischievous smile on Zhang Ningzhi’s face faded, and she immediately stopped giggling. Jiang Nian turned his head, "Qing..." Before he could finish his sentence, he got kicked in the leg. Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by NovᴇlFirᴇ(.)nᴇt Li Qingrong glanced at them, her expression slightly puzzled. "I only have bottled water." Indeed, the class monitor doesn’t like drinking beverages either. However, this type of girl often licks the yogurt lid when no one’s watching, just don’t let me catch you. "Bottled water is pretty good, replenishes..." Jiang Nian said with a smile, then took a sharp intake of breath, "Let’s start running exercises first." He felt his calf would bruise from the pinch, Zhang Ningzhi was really ruthless. Li Qingrong tilted her head, puzzled. When the running exercise music started, the classroom was engulfed in a sea of noise. Liu Yang took the class flag from the front door of the classroom and shouted for everyone to go down. Yang Qiming immediately shriveled, not wanting to go for the run. "My stomach hurts, I want to make some cake." "Stop pretending." Liu Yang said sternly, "Nine out of ten who don’t want to run use the stomachache excuse; are you on your period?" "Fine, I’ll just run next to you then." Yang Qiming tried to sigh, "Fine, then I can only... in your chair..." Liu Yang was dumbfounded; he had never heard something so gross in his life. Hoping to swap ears, he finally compromised with a dark face. "I swear, I wish I couldn’t understand Chinese." Jiang Nian and his group blended into the crowd, lazily making their way downstairs, discussing trivial matters. "Why are you walking so slow?" A rather cool girl appeared from the side, smiling at Jiang Nian, waved her hand, and left. Li Hua and Ma Guojun looked at Jiang Nian expressionlessly, forming a triangle. "What’s with you guys?" "Just classmates, right?" Jiang Nian wasn’t interested in Yu Zhiyi, since that woman wasn’t a good person, so he replied indifferently. "Then why does she always look for you?" Li Hua, who had been eyeing his team member’s ex-girlfriend for a while, gritted his teeth and asked. "Who knows, maybe..." Jiang Nian stroked his chin, "It’s because I’m handsome, eight points above some people." "Chi Shi! You can say anything!" Li Hua cursed, but realized Jiang Nian wasn’t lying. Ma Guojun commented quite fairly, "Anyway, neither Jiang Nian nor Yu Zhiyi are good people." After the run, Old Liu appeared on the sports field. After a brief scan, he called Jiang Nian out alone. "This afternoon, there’s a soccer match for our class." Jiang Nian didn’t react much upon hearing this. "No, the competition cycle is too long." Jiang Nian scratched his head, "So it’s unrealistic to expect the team to be perpetually ready." As the saying goes, you fight harder and harder until you’re exhausted. "Can we still win?" Old Liu instinctively frowned. He wanted the championship trophy, as this honor for Class Three would benefit him as their advisor. "We’ll win." Jiang Nian nodded. A while later, Lin Dong came over. "What’s Old Liu asking?" "He said there’s a match against Class Four this afternoon, wondering if anyone in our class is good at sliding tackles to break their offense." "I can!" Lin Dong immediately perked up, patting his chest with enthusiasm, "Just wait, I’ll make them fly." Looking at his innocent-eyed classmate, Jiang Nian was greatly moved. Oh man, so easy to fool. Although he had set up the violent tackle, which improved their odds, to ensure they won, he needed to rally the others as well. When going upstairs, Jiang Nian patted Liu Yang. "Brother Yang, there’s a match this afternoon." "Play tough, we’ve got plenty of substitutes." Jiang Nian didn’t blink, "If we win, I’ll swipe a pack of Old Liu’s Furong King for you." Why not Huazi? Because there’s another game. This is the semi-final, next time is the battle for the championship cup. This time, it was rare for two Olympic classes to break through based on group points to the semi-finals. So, Class Four is quite strong. But still, someone noticed something off. "Aren’t you rotating?" Li Hua stared wide-eyed, "Nian, you sound like you don’t plan on playing long." "Just giving you guys more chances to shine." Jiang Nian said seriously, "I said, this glory won’t be mine alone." "When are you going to play?" Zhang Ningzhi took a moment to ask. "Oh, oh, that’s uncertain." He rubbed his thigh, "Oops, my leg feels numb, the afternoon match..." "You’re touching my leg!" Zhang Ningzhi was speechless, pouting as a dimple appeared on her fair cheek. "Oh, my bad...," he continued, "I’m the team captain, if anything goes wrong, I’ll step in." Zhang Ningzhi was dumbfounded, how could he be ? After Zhang Ningzhi left, Jiang Nian turned his head to the class monitor who was still working on problems. After pondering for a moment, he acted conflicted. Upon hearing her name, Li Qingrong looked up. She hadn’t reached the age to stop growing, her face cool and cold. Her neck was fair and slender, yet her chest was quite substantial. Even Jiang Nian was momentarily taken aback. "Uh, well... could you help me buy something after school this afternoon?" She tilted her head slightly, "Isn’t there a match this afternoon?"