Chapter 181: , Commerce Group

Chapter 181, Business Class

Shi Dinghao and Ximen Fengxiao secretly escorted the bodyguard team to the northwest. This journey will take at least a month or two.

Before leaving Beijing, Shi Dinghao and Fu Xin staged a horse-throwing show, which made everyone in the Shi family think that he had broken his leg. After asking for sick leave from the Imperial College, he went directly to the uncle's mansion He recuperated for Shi Zhenghe's suburban farm.

The silver has already been sent to Shennong Hall, now it is up to the First Prince to decide which three armies will give free roundworm pills.

After that, Shi Fuxin followed Shi Fuyin to the National Women's Prison as usual, and Shi Dingxuan also worked as usual. Although the three brothers and sisters were all thinking about Shi Dinghao and the bodyguard team, they all looked as usual, what should they do, the only troublesome point The only thing is to stop Shi Dinghao's parents who want to go to the farm to see him.

"Shi Fuxin, why are you in a daze?"

As soon as Qiao Xinyu entered the classroom, she saw Shi Fuxin resting her hands on her chin and looking out of the window, wondering what she was thinking, and walked over immediately: "Have you decided what talent you want to learn?"

Shi Fuxin showed confusion: "What talent?"

Qiao Xinyu Nahan: "The students of our National Women's Prison major in basic knowledge in the first year, and learn talents in the second year. Don't you know this?"

Shi Fuxin said 'Oh': "That's what you said, then have you thought about what you want to learn?"

Qiao Xinyu said with a smile: "Naturally, I can learn whatever is conducive to the spread of reputation. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting can best show the level of a person's talents. Which one do you think I should learn?"

Shi Fuxin asked back: "Which one do you like the most?"

Qiao Xinyu sighed: "I don't even like it." As she said that, she looked at Shi Fuxin enviously, "I really envy you, you play the piano well, and you became famous far and wide just after being admitted to the National Women's Prison."

Shi Fuxin laughed: "What reputation is so far-reaching, how could it be as exaggerated as you said?"

Qiao Xinyu sighed: "Your family doesn't participate in many banquets in the noble circle." After saying this, she stopped suddenly, and looked at Shi Fuxin with some embarrassment.

Shi Fuxin: "You don't need to be embarrassed, this is the situation of the Shi family, there is nothing to shy away from."

Qiao Xinyu smiled and continued: "Then I'll say it, the banquets in the honorable circle are actually pretty much the same, I just like the arty ones, and the butterfly dance that you and your brother Qin Xiao played together is still being heard by people." In terms of discussion, many people say that you and your younger brother are geniuses in rhythm."

Shi Fuxin smiled and said: "Really, then everyone is really astute."

Qiao Xinyu glanced at Shi Fuxin: "You are not ashamed, but to be honest, besides piano art, do you want to learn other things?"

Shi Fuxin nodded: "I still want to learn business."

Qiao Xinyu stared: "Business?"

Shi Fuxin: "That's right, I just found out not long ago that the National Women's Prison actually has a special business class. My sister and I have already signed up. Do you want to go?"

Qiao Xinyu was stunned for a moment: "You applied for the business class?!"

Shi Fuxin looked surprised: "Why are you making such a fuss, what happened to the business class?"

Qiao Xinyu: "Do you know that the business class is the most difficult class in the National Women's Prison?"

Shi Fuxin shook her head: "Why?"

Qiao Xinyu: "Because there are many people who want to enter."

Shi Fuxin: "Then why didn't you report it?"

Qiao Xinyu: "I'm a member of the yellow character class, how can I compete for places with the talented girls from the Tianzi class and the Dizi class?" As she spoke, she looked at Shi Fuxin with admiration, "You and your sister are so different. It's really courageous, don't you know that the business class is famous for its talented girls?"

"I don't understand your sister, so I won't talk about it, but you, an underachiever who either sleeps or deserts in class, where do you have the courage to sign up?"

Shi Fuxin felt that what Qiao Xinyu said was exaggerated: "Why don't you dare to sign up? I don't believe it anymore. The people in the business class are all from the Tianzi class and the Dizi class."

Qiao Xinyu: "Yes, I admit that people from the Xuanzi class and Huangzi class have the opportunity to enter the business class, but the chances are very small. It takes several years for one or two to appear."

Shi Fuxin said directly: "Then my sister and I are the one or two."

Qiao Xinyu gave Shi Fuxin a look of "you are too naive": "If you want to enter the business class, you have to go through a special assessment. Even if you have outstanding grades, you may not be able to enter."

As he spoke, he paused, looked around, saw no one around, and then continued, "The National Women's Prison's assessment is no longer so fair and just. If you want to enter the business class, you have to work hard in the backstage."

"Students in the business class, the National Women's Supervisory Committee provides a free shop for students to practice their hands. This opportunity is extremely precious to all girls from honorable backgrounds."

"As girls like us, we can't inherit the family property. At most, we can marry a dowry, which has to be done when we get married."

"Who doesn't want more silver in their hands?"

"The business class provided us with an opportunity to earn money. Say it yourself, do you have to fight hard?"

"Let me tell you this, there are only 20 places in the business class every year, and almost all of them are recruited by girls from top wealthy families."

Shi Fuxin frowned: "Can the National Women's Prison still cheat blatantly?"

Qiao Xinyu shrugged: "The results of the assessment are decided by the teaching staff. Who knows if they favor anyone?"

Shi Fuxin: "Mr. Beifeng doesn't look like a person who can tolerate such things, so he doesn't care?"

Qiao Xinyu lowered her voice again: "Mr. Beifeng is nominally the country's women's supervisor offering wine, but there are people behind many teachings. Even if he wants to control it, he can't control it."

Shi Fuxin stopped talking, just at this time the master also came, Qiao Xinyu returned to her seat and started class.

During class, Shi Fuxin was thinking about the business class.

She doesn't have to take a business class, but it's more beneficial for her to run a store after taking a business class.

First of all, the class time of the business class is more flexible.

Secondly, the store opened by the students of the business class will definitely attract the attention of the students of the National Women's College, which is more conducive to the early publicity of the store.

Come again, the rouge powder she sells will definitely be very popular, and it is very likely that people will be jealous by then.

If she opened it by herself, once the rich and powerful were jealous, the uncle's house would definitely not be able to help her; but if she relied on the National Women's Prison, some people would probably take it into consideration.

There are many sons and daughters of Xungui in the National Women's Prison. If something happens, it will be known all over the city if it spreads a little bit. Xungui wants face, so he will definitely restrain himself.

Shi Fuxin tapped the table with her fingers, Qiao Xinyu said that the quota of the business school will be manipulated in secret, which is not easy to solve.

After school, Shi Fuxin waited for Shi Fuyin at the gate of the National Women's Prison as usual. While waiting, she saw a familiar carriage driving out of the back door, hesitated for a moment, and walked up quickly.

"Student Shi Fuxin greets Mr. Beifeng."

In the carriage, Mr. Beifeng, who had closed his eyes, heard the crisp sound coming from outside the carriage, opened his eyes, then opened the curtain again, and looked at Shi Fuxin standing outside the carriage with a smile on his face.

"It's you."

Shi Fuxin smiled and said, "Sir, do you remember the students?"

Mr. Beifeng smiled and said: "Of course I remember, you are the first student to sleep in my class."

Shi Fuxin's smile froze: "Sir, the students don't dare anymore."

Mr. Beifeng looked at her: "You stop my carriage, what's the matter?"

Shi Fuxin: "Seeing Mr. carriage, the students just want to come over and say hello."

Mr. Beifeng: "Hello, you can go." Saying that, he was about to put down the car curtain.

"Sir, wait a minute." Shi Fuxin hurriedly called out.

Mr. Beifeng had such an expression on his face: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Shi Fuxin: "Sir, the student has applied for the business class."

Mr. Beifeng raised his eyebrows: "You are very confident in yourself."

Shi Fuxin has no intention of being humble at all: "If people don't believe in themselves, how can others believe in you."

Mr. Beifeng nodded: "That's not bad."

Shi Fuxin continued: "Students have loved money since they were young, and their biggest dream is to earn money that they can never spend in their lifetime. Counting the money will cause hand cramps."

Mr. Beifeng looked at her: "Vulgar."

Shi Fuxin chuckled: "Sir, the student is just a layman who eats whole grains."

Mr. Beifeng snorted: "Speak quickly, I have something to do."

Shi Fuxin became serious: "Sir, students want a fair chance."

Hearing this, Mr. Beifeng took a deep look at Shi Fuxin, and without saying anything, he put down the curtain of the car, and beckoned the driver to leave.

Watching the carriage go away, Shi Fuxin stood for a while, and when she saw Shi Fuyin coming out of the Women's Prison, she walked over.

"Where did you just go?"

"When I saw Mr. Beifeng's carriage, I went to say hello to him. Sister, it seems that the business class is not so easy to get into. We have to be mentally prepared."

"I'm about to tell you about this. I made it easy to apply for the business class before."

(end of this chapter)

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