He was kicked out of a wealthy family at the beginning and had troubles all the way. 011 Bureau Chen, Liang Zewen’s apprentice who indulged the genius that day
011 Bureau Chen, Liang Zewen’s apprentice who indulged the genius that day
Bai Qian took the mobile phone and sent a message to Jiang He not to worry.
She was still wearing a moon-white dress, her eyebrows were clear, and she was reciting the words calmly.
Hearing the voice, she raised her head: "Waiting for your ancestor."
Ren Wanxuan was always the center of attention, whether at school, at Ren's home, or elsewhere. She was always held up and worshiped by everyone.
Even Chen Wei had to do some superficial things in front of her.
Regarding the Ji family, even though she was very polite to Ji Heng, she still looked down on the Ji family in her heart.
Ren Wanxuan looked at the long skirt on Bai Xian's body. It was simple and elegant, without any markings. It seemed that it was made casually by Ji Heng.
Bai Zian is really the most inconspicuous one among them in her eyes.
Even if you are not careful and obedient when you meet her, you shouldn't be so arrogant.
But she didn't expect that a person she didn't care about the least would be so rude when talking to her.
The driver in the car couldn't help but look at Bai Xian. Ren Wanxuan noticed that the boy next to her also looked over. She was shocked that Bai Xian dared to speak to her like this, "You...what are you talking about?"
"Can't you hear?" Bai Qian was looking at the next word and said calmly, "Then I can engrave it on your monument."
The driver wanted to cover his ears and tried his best to pretend that he didn't hear.
But Ren Wanxuan maintained her identity and did not get out of the car. She only opened the window from above, so everyone in the car could hear what Bai Xian said.
Even if the driver didn't move, Ren Wanxuan felt that everything about her was being challenged by Bai Xian.
"You..." She was speechless. She only pulled her lips with difficulty, raised the car window with a "swipe" sound, and said almost angrily: "Why don't you drive yet?!"
The car starts.
The boy sitting in front of him glanced lazily at Bai Xian on the side of the road in the rearview mirror.
His eyes seemed to be looking at a leaf, and he looked away after only a moment, "Know?"
Ren Wanxuan's voice was cold: "Who knows where the relatives of the Ji family come from."
She didn't understand why Bai Zian took it so naturally. She obviously lived in a slum that had not yet been developed and even used well water.
That's it.
Chen Zhu nodded. He was not interested and didn't ask any more questions.
The car drove forward for a while, and a black car drove slowly towards him. He sat upright in a casual posture, and looked at the rearview mirror intently, as the black car drove further and further away.
Until it's gone.
As dusk approaches, the disappearing black car in the rearview mirror seems to become mysterious.
In the back seat, Ren Wanxuan also temporarily forgot about Bai Qian. She looked at the direction where the black car disappeared and asked softly: "Are those the people my grandpa mentioned?"
Although in her senior year of high school, Ren Wanxuan focused on her studies, but it didn't mean that she didn't care about other things. She was aware of the recent changes in Xiangcheng. They had always thought that the idle manor behind this property belonged to the public.
Now that people have moved in, several big families in Xiangcheng have received express instructions not to disturb them.
Chen Zhu only said slowly: "I have never seen that model before."
**
The person who came to pick up Bai Qian was Ming Dongheng.
Bai Qian memorized the words along the way, and when she arrived at the gate of the manor, she saw Jiang He squatting at the door waiting eagerly.
People in gray formal clothes waiting in the garden were very surprised to see the lazy girl behind Jiang He.
Immediately afterwards——
He saw Jiang He walk to the laboratory next door and skillfully press the password to enter.
"Mr. Ming, that's..." The man looked at Ming Dongheng and asked the girl's identity.
He had been in Jiangjing for so many years and had never heard of such a person.
Ming Dongheng only warned: "Don't go overboard."
Director Chen felt numb in his back. He remembered who lived in this place and didn't dare to ask any more questions.
He only secretly remembered the glimpse of the girl's face. Fortunately, that face was so stunning that he would never forget it again.
laboratory.
Bai Qian had never seen most of the things. Jiang He took her to a small table and showed her a miniature perpetual motion machine on the table.
The metal ball the size of a soybean slides down the round hole on the top layer, enters a track, and bounces back again.
The two squatted on the spot and stared at each other for ten minutes.
"According to the conservation of energy," Bai Qian concluded, "you are making a fake perpetual motion machine."
As she said this, she turned over the base and saw a magnet underneath.
Jiang He nodded, and then secretly told Bai Qian: "Uncle Ming always thought it was a perpetual motion machine."
There were many kinds of equipment in the laboratory. Bai Zian and Jiang He only watched the collision of vortex rings. Jiang He squatted aside and tried several times with Bai Zian, constantly adding fluids.
Bai Zian will write down the data every time.
She and Jiang He finally succeeded once. She glanced at the numbers on both sides and recorded the data on the paper.
After finishing, Jiang He lay on the table and looked at the vortex ring machine: "Why is it not broken?"
Bai Zian put down the paper, looked over with his head sideways, and found it hard to disagree.
Outside.
When Jiang Fuli came back, it was already dark.
"Young Master Jiang." Bureau Chen followed him respectfully into the room.
Jiang Fuli took off his coat, and at a glance he saw a black schoolbag, a mobile phone and a rose on the sandalwood table.
Ming Dongheng: "That's Miss Bai's thing."
Jiang Fuli said a calm "hmm" and lowered his extremely long eyelashes to cover his overly cold eyes: "Are they still in the laboratory?"
With Bai Qian like this, there must be a lot of people queuing up at school to send her flowers.
Today's senior high school students don't study hard, so why don't they give roses to others?
Really unreserved.
Mr. Jiang’s polite comment.
"Tell them to come out to eat." Jiang Fuli ordered, his eyebrows light.
When Bai Xian came out, Jiang Fuli was talking to Director Chen.
Director Chen was obviously a little cautious. He put his hands on his knees and sat with his legs crossed. "He must be seeking revenge. Here in Xiangcheng..."
When he saw Bai Qian coming in from outside, he paused, not knowing whether he should say anything.
Jiang Fuli tapped his fingertips lazily on the table, glanced at him, and said, "Continue."
"Oh," Director Chen said quickly, "I am here to improve the security here. The poisonous scorpion is at the top of my list, but I just got here today and he has been sought for revenge."
Ming Dongheng couldn't hold it back and said expressionlessly: "It's such a coincidence, you didn't do it?"
"How is it possible?" Bureau Chen was very excited. "If I want to have this ability, do I still need to be sent to a higher level for further study?"
Ming Dongheng suddenly realized.
Director Chen: "..."
Xiangcheng has had problems since ancient times. This time Jiang Fuli came to Xiangcheng, Jiang Jing decided to rectify Xiangcheng. Bureau Chen is the most outstanding descendant of the Chen family in Jiangjing, and fought hard to come to Xiangcheng among others. opportunity.
In ancient times, he was an imperial minister holding a gold medal.
Make some political achievements here, and then go back and get promoted to a higher position.
However, as soon as I arrived, I was given a share of the credit.
Director Chen really felt that Xiangcheng was his blessed place.
"No suspects?" Jiang Fuli rolled up his sleeves twice, poured out two cups of tea, and pushed them to Bai Zian and Jiang He.
Jiang He stared at the cup of tea, as if he had been poisoned.
Director Chen looked serious, "There is one, the boss of No. 112 Qingshui Street. I have sent extra manpower to keep an eye on him."
"Is the check correct?" Ming Dongheng had an impression of Qingshui Street and expressed doubts, "Isn't it because he touched Dawson's cake or provoked the mercenary mafia?"
"I don't know, but I have top secret news," Director Chen lowered his voice, "I heard that the poisonous scorpion took two cigarettes from the boss."
Although he felt it was outrageous, Xiangcheng had listed a pile of evidence.
Otherwise, why did he just take two cigarettes from the boss and be wasted in the evening?
Bai Zian on the side held a tea cup and took a sip.
Authentic Laobanzhang tea, her eyes are slightly brighter.
Hearing the sound, she put down her tea cup, lowered her black eyes, rested her white jade-like fingers on the edge of the sandalwood table, and echoed Chen Ju's eyes lazily: "This person is really bad."
Only then did Director Chen dare to look at her. The little girl didn't look like much. Director Chen slowed down his voice and comforted her kindly: "It's okay. The bad guy has been partially punished. Don't be afraid."
"That's good." Bai Zian finished drinking the tea.
He picked up his schoolbag and said goodbye to Jiang Fuli and others.
Jiang He pulled her sleeves.
Bai Qian lowered her eyelashes slightly and glanced at him, "I want to go home and have dinner with my grandpa."
**
Ren's house a few streets away.
The Ren family, Chen family and other people were waiting in a polite manner.
"Mr. Chen, when will he arrive?" Ren Qian looked at the middle-aged man beside him. Although he was anxious, he was still very polite to Mr. Chen.
The person called Mr. Chen is the Chen family, Chen Gang, a big GDP owner in Xiangcheng. He stared at his watch, "It should be soon."
Just as he was talking, someone outside suddenly came to report in surprise: "Master Chen is here!"
Ren Qian and Chen Gang both stood up and went to greet them outside the door.
Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu on the side also stood up and looked at each other.
"Master Chen," Chen Gang and Ren Qian respectfully welcomed the person in, and then introduced Ren Qian: "This is the current top manager of Xiangcheng, Mr. Ren Qian."
If Bai Qian were here, he would recognize this person as Director Chen whom he had just met.
Director Chen casually sat down at the dining table. He was about thirty or forty years old. He had a serious face and put one hand on the table. He looked at Ren Qian and said, "Mr. Ren, I'm here to bother you more, please."
Take good care of me."
"How dare you," Ren Qian is also an old fox. He smiled and said with a well-controlled attitude, "It is our Ren family that makes the family shine."
Although he was smiling, Ren Qian was deeply shocked inside.
In fact, there have long been rumors in Xiangcheng that the Chen family is a branch of the Chen family in Jiangjing, but Ren Qian was skeptical.
Until recently, a secret order was suddenly issued to Xiangcheng.
Jiang Jing will delegate a Bureau Chen to supervise Xiangcheng.
The devolution was sudden, and when Ren Qian was at a loss, Chen Gang came to him with news about Director Chen.
"I heard that there is an authentic work by Liang Zewen at the auction?" Bureau Chen took the wine Ren Qian poured for him and said calmly.
This is also another task given to Bureau Chen by the Chen family in Jiangjing.
"That's right, but there was a notice from the two-day auction here," Ren Qian explained, "I heard that the handwriting may not be his own."
Bureau Chen frowned.
Ren Qian's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, "But it is indeed an authentic work. It seems to be the notes of one of his apprentices. The auction house has found an appraisal expert and is still in the process of appraisal, so the auction has been postponed for five days."
"Seriously?" Bureau Chen sat upright.
"Still evaluating," Chen Gang said quickly beside him, "I will pay close attention to this matter."
As we all know, Liang Zewen, the eternal Ming Prime Minister, only had two disciples in his life, except Emperor Jiang Wen...
Those are the Bai family brothers and sisters who are geniuses.
Emperor Jiang Wen naturally would not use the same handwriting as Liang Ge Lao.
So if there is someone else, it can only be one of the siblings from the Bai family.
It seems that the unofficial rumors are not groundless. The unattainable Chen family in Jiangjing has been a fan of the Bai family since ancient times. Most of the private museums of the Chen family contain the belongings of the Bai family during their lifetime——
And the Bai family's memorial tablets have been enshrined throughout the family for generations.
To the Chen family, this is more attractive than the original work of Liang Zewen!
Ren Qian only looked at the secretary-general. It was obvious that they must find a way to get the invitation letter to the White Tiger Auction House.
**
This way.
Ming Dongheng watched the bus swaying away worriedly, and he almost wanted to drive and follow the bus.
But Bai Zian wouldn't let him.
He had to wait for her to get on the bus and then drove back to the manor.
Jiang Fuli and Jiang He were sitting at the table eating. The two of them talked very little and never spoke during meals.
Silence and quietness.
Ming Dongheng also sat over and ate slowly.
Jiang Fuli put down the bowl and suddenly thought of something, "Who brought the tea?"
Xu Nanjing selected everything delivered here one by one. Ming Dongheng swallowed a mouthful of rice and said, "Xu Nanjing."
"Well," Jiang Fuli took out a disinfectant paper towel, lowered his eyes and wiped his hands carefully, and said in a calm tone, "I will follow this standard from now on."
Ming Dongheng nodded.
Jiang Fuli stood up, picked up the documents on the table and went to the laboratory.
The director of the "Dark Matter" experimental project, he completely replicated his laboratory in Jiangjing in Xiangcheng, so there is a piece of Jiang He's stuff in the corner.
A table less than 70 centimeters high and a stool 20 centimeters high.
Even the experimental equipment is one size smaller.
Jiang Fuli came to the long laboratory table and just put down his files when he caught a glimpse of a piece of paper lying not far away.
His laboratory was always neat and tidy, so this piece of paper should have been left by those two people.
He walked closer and picked up the piece of paper casually. There were seven sets of data from top to bottom. He originally just wanted to see what the two people had done, until he saw the fourth set...
