Pretty and charming, dressed in the 90s, she's good at everything from making money to causing

Lin Ting really didn't dare to ask what she had forgotten.

Because her intuition told her that this was a very important matter, and if she actually asked, Jiang Zong would probably be devastated.

But Jiang Zongduo knew her well.

That fleeting moment of confusion did not escape his notice.

His hand froze for only a moment before gently landing on her head, ruffling it soothingly: "You'll know when you get there."

He neither asked her if she had forgotten, nor did he show any sign of being critical, nor did he engage in any "who is more important, work or me" drama.

She just hasn't thought of it yet, it's okay.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-"

The perfectly timed phone ring interrupted the awkward silence.

Jiang Zong got up, took Lin Ting's mobile phone and handed it to her, then went to the kitchen to make her a cup of coffee so she wouldn't be sleepy during her exam.

As soon as Lin Ting answered the phone, her eardrums were throbbed by the excessively loud tone of the voice on the other end.

"Listen! The TOEFL scores are out!"

Lin Ting rubbed her ears and composed herself before saying, "Yingzi, please be more composed, okay? I can't handle this kind of contrast."

She wasn't nervous at all—Yingzi's excitement had already indirectly told her about her achievement.

"119! Listen to that, you got 119 points!"

Zheng Miaoying's tone remained high-pitched, even trembling slightly, filled with excitement.

Lin Ting: "..."

Lin Ting: "...?"

Lin Ting: "...!"

"What the hell is this score that's going to drive people with OCD crazy?!"

"I demand an explanation for this! I must be held accountable!"

Lin Ting, unable to contain herself any longer, swore and slammed her fist on the cushion, her teeth aching from biting so hard.

119.

What a terrible score this is.

She'll spend the rest of her life wondering where that point went wrong.

Zheng Miaoying was startled by her sudden outburst, and her excitement was forced to stop: "Uh...aren't you happy?"

"I can't be happy..." Lin Ting lay weakly on the sofa. "Even if it's 118, my score of 115 is enough to apply to schools... Why are you doing this to me... I don't deserve this..."

Yingzi was bewildered.

I don't quite understand.

"By the way, Jiang's grades are the same as yours. You can tell him that I...I'm fine now, you go ahead with your work!"

Zheng Miaoying quickly finished saying what she wanted to say and then hung up the phone.

The most frightening thing is when someone who rarely breaks down suddenly explodes.

Yingzi patted her chest and continued making calls from her contacts.

"Winter month, the results are out, you got 106..."

……

In the kitchen, Jiang Zong heard Lin Ting's aggrieved tone, so he silently added half a sugar cube to her coffee and took out a small cake.

"Listen."

He put down the cake and coffee, bent down and picked up Lin Ting, who was lying on the sofa with a look of utter despair, and held her in his arms.

"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with your grades?"

Lin Ting's eyes were red, and she looked like she was about to fight the examination administration team.

“119,” Lin Ting looked at Jiang Zong, “We both got 119… Now I want to know, how many years will they sentence someone to for a perfect score?”

Jiang Zong: "..."

One point short of a perfect score.

It's really upsetting.

He patted Lin Ting's back soothingly, saying, "When the time is right, we'll raise the price for them."

"What price increase?" Lin Ting asked somewhat vaguely, taking small bites of her cake.

Jiang Zong now knows his family's businesses inside and out. He looked down at Lin Ting, whose face was red with anger, and said with the air of a tyrant, "My family owns a few mines overseas, which are exported to them. I'll find an opportunity to drive up the price of raw materials and get revenge for you."

Lin Ting: "I suddenly understand Bao Si."

……

Perhaps because she was frustrated by her TOEFL score, Lin Ting was holding her breath and actually got a perfect score on her last exam.

But it seems that only she and Jiang Zong are happy to get a perfect score on this final exam, while everyone else prefers and cares more about their TOEFL scores.

According to Uncle Nie's incomplete statistics, about 72% of Jiang's father's friends and business partners knew about Lin Ting's achievements.

“Darling, you should still go to Harvard. My recommendation letter will still be of some use and can help you find a good mentor.”

Mr. Jiang has been extremely worried lately. He has written a recommendation letter six times and it is still being revised.

Lin Ting's original plan was to apply to either Harvard or Wharton. She intended to apply to both and go to whichever one accepted her.

Now look at your TOEFL score, and see how the TOEFL unleashed your potential, leading to your top grade in the final exams...

In addition, there was her professional resume and a letter of recommendation from her father, a Harvard alumnus.

She felt that she didn't have to be so conservative anymore.

"I'll listen to you," Lin Ting replied smoothly. "I'll come to see you after I've settled things in the capital."

"it is good."

Mr. Jiang paused for a moment, his tone becoming more serious, "My dear, things in the capital are more complicated than you imagine. You need to be careful and not get yourself into trouble."

This matter is ostensibly aimed at Lin Ting, but the real target is Duan Jun.

After the Feng family fell from power, Duan Jun first seized resources from Feng Yao and Feng Hui, and then secured her position. Because she received so much, others received so little, and countless people wanted to oust her.

Even if we take a step back and assume that Lin Ting doesn't touch the land, she can simply sell it after twenty years as she suggested and still make a fortune.

But Duan Jun was different; she needed political achievements, and she couldn't afford to make any mistakes.

Otherwise, she would suffer the same fate as Feng Yao and Feng Hui, or even worse.

From a safety perspective, Mr. Jiang had absolutely no intention of letting Lin Ting get involved in this mess.

But danger often means great opportunity.

For Lin Ting, this was not just a project or a building, but also a stepping stone for her to truly gain a foothold in Beijing.

If things go well, she will no longer be anyone's student or friend.

"Don't worry, I understand," Lin Ting replied with a smile.

She has already boarded the plane and is now waiting for takeoff.

She had analyzed the situation in the capital many times and already had a general direction and solution plan in mind.

There's no way she'd back out. She's already prepared her chips and is at the table; how could she possibly back out?

After a moment of contemplation, Jiang's father hinted for the first time, without Lin Ting asking, "When you go to the capital, remember to visit the Duan family's matriarch."

"Yes, I know. I brought a gift for Grandma Duan." Lin said, glancing subconsciously at the wooden box that Xu Tao was holding in her arms. "It's nothing valuable, but it shouldn't be impolite."

Mr. Jiang slowly let out a breath, leaned back in his chair, and looked on with satisfaction.

The girl didn't ask him, not because she couldn't see through him, but because she understood him completely.

Mr. Jiang said, "Do whatever you want. No matter who you offend, I'll cover for you."

"Okay, I'll try my best to control myself and not make any enemies for you."

"Hahaha……"

The plane was about to take off when the call ended.

Lin Ting turned her head to look out the window; the buildings in the distance were rapidly receding.

As the plane took off, she gently curled the corners of her lips into a smile.