The Secretary-General came more than Ren Jiawei, and Ren Jiawei specially brought him with her this time.
Originally, he thought that taking the book from Bai Zian was just a matter of one sentence.
Not to mention that the money they offered was far more than the value of the book. Just based on the reputation of the Ren family, he didn't understand why Bai Zian refused without even thinking about it.
"Of course, I am absolutely petty. You can still stand here and breathe now," Bai Qian paused. She threw away her earphones and glanced at him, "It's already the limit of my patience, so you'd better be with me."
Grandpa pretends to be a bit more like him."
The secretary-general is used to flattering his superiors and bullying his subordinates, so he is willing to look at the Ji family more because of Ren Qian's attention.
But he didn't expect that Bai Qian, whom he ignored, would not give him any face.
At this time, the smile on his lips froze.
In the middle hall, Ji Heng is wearing reading glasses.
He is holding a hand bandage in his left hand and a new cigarette rod between the thumb and index finger of his right hand.
Bai Qian recognized that the cigarette stick was specially chosen for him in the shopping mall by Ji Shaojun when he accompanied her to Beicheng last time.
Ji Heng pushed up his reading glasses with the hand holding the bandage, and looked at the people in the yard, "Aji is back? Come and see the colors of the patterns I embroidered for you."
He could tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere among the few people, but he didn't say a word.
He just said to Bai Xian calmly.
"Grandpa," Bai Qian didn't go back to the room. He put his schoolbag on the stone table in the yard and put his arms around Ji Heng's shoulders. "Why are you still embroidering today..."
He took a puff of cigarette, and the light smoke dispersed.
The secretary-general smelled the smell of low-quality tobacco and frowned without any trace.
Through the smoke, Bai Qian tilted her head slightly. In the smoke, she raised her eyebrows at the Secretary-General, smiled arrogantly, and spoke silently——
【Don't cause trouble】
The secretary-general suppressed the cold look in his eyes, and when he looked up at Ren Jiawei again, he was very puzzled, "Mr. Ren, look at her..."
Who in Xiangcheng would not avoid the limelight when meeting their Ren family?
Even the Chen family, which has been in the limelight recently, would not dare to be so arrogant towards him.
"Oh, Mr. Ren," Shen Qing said quickly, a little afraid that Ren Jiawei would be angry because of this, "Aji has the temper of a child. Don't argue with her. What kind of book is that? I'll tell her about it tonight..."
Ren Jiawei ignored Shen Qing.
She looked at Bai Qian thoughtfully, and greeted Ji Heng calmly: "Happy birthday to you, I have a meeting to leave first."
Ji Heng smoked a cigarette and said "hmm".
When Ji Heng and Bai Zian entered the room, she looked at the secretary-general and said, "Okay, if you don't want to sell it, I won't sell it. I still have a chance."
She took out her mobile phone to reply to the message and walked out the door.
Ren Jiawei works in fashion, which is the opposite extreme from Ji Heng.
Trends and traditions collide, and the two dislike each other. She firmly believes that all fashion and development have the significance of the times, and Ji Heng's old-school style should be changed.
Ji Heng kept insisting, and Ren Jiawei couldn't control it, so he didn't care.
"Okay." The Secretary-General nodded.
He sent Ren Jiawei out.
**
Ren Jiawei found her car parked on Qingshui Street after twists and turns, and then called Ren Qian.
"Is this what you call good?" She drove a short distance, parked the car on the side of the road, and smiled: "Are you trying to trick me?"
"What's wrong?" Ren Qian just came out of a meeting with a surprised tone.
He put the notepad aside.
"I just went to Ji's house to buy that book from the niece you said is well-mannered..." Ren Jiawei held her cell phone in one hand and rested it on the steering wheel. The shadows of the passing trees enveloped her.
Ren Wanxuan is destined to pursue academic studies, and the business she built has not yet found a suitable successor.
She heard Ji Shaorong mention that his niece didn't seem to study very well, so she started to think about training her niece.
But the words in Ren Wanxuan's mouth made Ren Jiawei retreat a little.
Thinking that this niece was Shen Qing's type, she had some considerations from the beginning.
Ren Jiawei thought about Bai Qian's clothes made by Ji Heng.
This niece seems to be born rebellious, similar to Ji Heng but not like her.
"She didn't give it to you?" Ren Qian was also surprised.
"She is different from Shen Qing, but she is better than stubborn Ji," Ren Jiawei commented, and then said: "I still have one more meeting, so I'll hang up first."
She hung up the phone.
On the other side of the phone, Ren Qian was used to Ren Jiawei's fiery attitude.
He called the secretary-general.
Ask about it.
"It's not just that I didn't give it." The secretary-general went out and walked in the alley. He didn't bother to mention Bai Qian's attitude. As for her etiquette, Wan Xuan didn't even have a tenth of it. "She has two faces."
"We'll talk about it later," Ren Qian was very surprised, thinking about Ren Jiawei's words of "being born rebellious," "Don't treat their families with the same attitude you had at the negotiation table..."
Ren Qian didn't know much about the book, but judging from the attitudes of Ren Wanxuan and Chen Zhu, he knew it was important.
"Sir," the secretary-general is Ren Qian's confidant. People usually see him as careless and careless. He glanced coldly at the yard behind him, but his voice was respectful and had nothing to do with his face, expressing his unworthiness for Ren Qian, "You You're so generous to them, but when you're not around, the Ji family won't even show off..."
The Secretary-General is used to giving orders.
As time goes by, I forget that I also started from the grassroots step by step.
He behaved cautiously and humbly in front of Ren Qian, but not in front of others.
Ren Qian was stunned. He pondered for a long time, and naturally he had no doubts about his secretary: "The Ji family's foundation is there, and Bai Qian is also a bit young and energetic. If you have a broader vision, do you need to meet them?"
To put it bluntly, he just felt that the Ji family was not worthy of his anger.
Ren Qian said softly, "Let's put aside the matter of inviting her to the Ren family for now."
"I know, sir." The secretary-general said respectfully.
Hearing Ren Qian's somewhat displeased tone, he smiled slightly.
The Ren family had long wanted to invite Bai Zian to the Ren family, but today because of his words, the Ren family gave up the idea.
He is Ren Qian's number one and is good at eloquent words.
Even Wanxuan would call him "uncle" whenever she saw him.
But no one dared to sneer at him like Bai Qian did.
The secretary-general thought for a while, then took out his cell phone and reported the news to Ren Wanxuan.
**
Ji family.
After all, Ren Qian's secretary-general didn't stay for dinner. The rest were a family, and they were having a good time.
Ji Heng put the wool needle given to him by Bai Pian in his hand, held the tobacco rod given by Ji Shaojun in one hand, and the shredded tobacco given to him by Ji Shaorong in one hand.
Shen Qing and Bai Qian helped put the dishes on the table.
Ji Shaojun took a stack of bowls and placed them next to the pot to serve everyone. Through the window, he watched Ji Heng carefully examine the wool needle.
"How did you know that today is your grandpa's birthday?" he asked in a low voice Bai Xian, who came to the kitchen to serve the dishes.
Bai Qian lowered her head and steadily picked up a can of soup. Her snow-green clothes looked cold today, and she smiled: "This is not the reason why you secretly bought a cigarette rod."
"It's simply alarmist," Ji Shaojun immediately turned his head and refused to face the problem, "When did I buy it secretly?"
Bai Xian raised his eyebrows and walked out of the kitchen with the soup.
Shen Qing just happened to come in. It seemed that her delicate snow-colored fingers were holding the earthen pot that had just been stewed, and she quickly said: "Why don't you put a rag on it, give it to me, come here!"
She took the earthen pot from Bai Qian's hand and said, "Go and put the chopsticks in place."
After all, he grew up in a wealthy family and doesn't understand common sense in life.
Bai Qian touched her nose. She didn't feel hot, but Shen Qing obviously didn't believe it.
Go and set the chopsticks silently.
At the dinner table, Ji Heng sat next to him.
Ji Shaorong and Ji Shaojun were looking at the wool needles Bai Pian made for him.
Embroidery has not kept up with the times, so much so that wool needles are now basically lost.
There are few people using it, and there are no polishing shops in Xiangcheng.
I don’t know where Bai Zian found someone to build it.
The bag containing the wool needles was lightly embossed with the White Tiger logo, but few people present paid attention to this logo.
If anyone from the Ren family is here, they will definitely recognize it. This is clearly the logo of the White Tiger Auction House!
There was no family involved in the meal, so the meal was quite peaceful.
After finishing the meal, Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun put away the bowls and chopsticks, "So what, Aji really left the Bai family?"
In the kitchen, Shen Qing asked Ji Shaojun in a low voice when no one else was around.
"Yes," Ji Shaojun wiped the dishes clean without raising his head: "All the household registration books have been moved here."
"Hey, I'm talking about you Ji family," Shen Qingqing said, "Is there something wrong with the twist? If you don't like a big family, don't leave. It's good to have some soup. Do you think she is?"
stupid……"
Halfway through, Shen Qing stopped talking when she saw Ji Heng from the window, and took the bowl from Ji Shaojun's hand.
"Get out I don't want to see you now!"
In the afternoon, Ji Heng and the others are going to Qingshui Street to worship the tree god.
Bai Qian wanted to go to Jiang He's place, so she took her schoolbag and waited to take the bus directly from there after worshiping the tree god.
Shen Qing followed her and walked at the end. When the three men in front of her didn't pay attention, she lowered her voice: "Why didn't you agree to what Mr. Ren said at noon? This is also a good thing for you. Now that you have come to Xiangcheng, you will have to stay in Xiangcheng in the future.
Are you asking for a living in Xiangcheng?"
Bai Qian held the earphones and memorized the words, and listened to Shen Qing's questions. She turned down the volume of the earphones a little.
"Oh, I know this well." Bai Xianyan's red lips twitched, and she stretched out her hand to take off the leaves on Shen Qing's head, her dark eyes were full of lightness.
Shen Qing tilted his head and looked at her half-lowered long eyelashes, his almond-shaped eyes slightly narrowed.
I can't say the rest.
Bai Xian looks much more pleasing to the eye now than he did a few years ago. They are also a wealthy family, but the Bai family has more background than the Ren family.
She didn't expect that Bai Zian would be so polite to her and the Ji family.
The Ren family always looked at them through their nostrils.
Shen Qing, who grew up in a slum, is used to being humble and low-key when facing them, because she has seen these people change the life trajectory of ordinary people with just one word.
Shen Qing didn't say anything more, but strange thoughts came to his heart.
If Ji Shaojun asked Bai Pian to stay there now, she probably wouldn't refuse.
**
A manor in the center of Xiangcheng.
Director Chen was sitting downstairs very awkwardly. He drank the tea he poured and carefully looked at Jiang Fuli who was standing by the flower window with his peripheral vision.
Jiang Fuli was holding his mobile phone. Because he was at home, he was only wearing soft black home clothes.
Holding black headphones in his white jade-like hand, he said coldly, "So you don't need to think with your brains. Jiang Xijue's brain has also been invaded by you?"
"..."
Director Chen was praying for the person on the other end of the phone, while thinking about why he came here today.
He had obviously heard from the gossip that Jiang Fuli was in a good mood recently.
Director Chen held the tea cup to relieve his tension.
Jiang He had been squatting at the gate when Jiang Fuli was talking. Bureau Chen really wanted to squat with him.
Just as he was thinking about it, the sound of tires scraping against the road came from outside.
Looking up again, Ming Dongheng brought the girl in. With just one glance, Director Chen recognized that this was the girl he saw here last time.
As soon as Bai Qian came in, she saw Jiang He squatting at the door.
She stretched out her hand to pick up the back of his neck and lifted him up. Her raised eyebrows were lazy and clear, "Little illiterate, what are you doing squatting here?"
Bai Zian did not lower her voice deliberately, and the empty, silent and cold hall was broken by her.
Director Chen's eyes widened and he quickly looked at Bai Qian, gesturing for her to keep her voice down while mourning for her in silence.
How can someone be so ignorant when this guy gets angry?
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Jiang Fuli lower his voice, "Let Jiang Xijue report to me later."
Then cut off the phone.
"It's quite early," Jiang Fuli put his phone in his pocket and said calmly, "Let's go to the laboratory first."
He took Bai Qian and Jiang He out.
In the hall, Bureau Chen, who was still holding a tea cup, seemed to have seen a ghost. He first glanced at Ming Dongheng, and then asked cautiously: "Mr. Ming, Mr. Jiang..."
Ming Dongheng was already used to it, but he only gave Director Chen four cold words: "Don't ask any more questions."
The humble Director Chen did not dare to say a word.
I just thought, should I be polite when I faced Miss Bai just now?
"By the way," Director Chen got down to business, "Is your master at the Blackwater Street fighting arena?"
"Well," Ming Dongheng replied dully, "It's useless for you to look for me. My master doesn't see me, and Mr. Jiang doesn't see him either..."
"Ah?" Director Chen had a headache, "But your master is the only eighth-level martial arts master today..."
Ming Dongheng was helpless.
**
next door.
Jiang Fuli's laboratory.
He didn't do anything, just folded his hands and watched the two men dismantle the vortex ring collider.
Bai Zian took it apart and observed the inside for a while, and finally understood, "It turns out that it is formed by using the difference in friction of the outer ring. It should be used for a wide range of purposes. Its collision energy is very large."
"Yes," Jiang Fuli nodded, "the mushroom clouds in daily life all follow this principle."
By the time two people, one large and one small, had finished watching the vortex ring, it was almost dark.
"By the way," Jiang Fuli sent Bai Qian a link when he was about to leave the laboratory, "I'll give you a software. You can download it. This is the invitation code, all in capital letters."
As he spoke, he handed out a string of keys.
He knew Bai Zian's memory and there was no need for him to repeat it a second time.
Bai Zian and Jiang He came to the hall.
The servants brought tea and fruits to them. Bai Qian and Jiang He sat aside, picked up the tea cups and sniffed them, their eyes brightening slightly.
Ming Dongheng was observing Bai Qian from the side and was surprised when he saw her sniffing the tea.
He asked Xu Nanjing that the market price of Lao Banzhang tea was very high.
Only the Jiang family can drink like this.
This Miss Bai obviously lives on Qingshui Street, but she seems to be very familiar with Lao Banzhang Tea?
Bai Qian finished drinking tea while Jiang He was twisting the Rubik's Cube next to her.
She remembered the link Jiang Fuli gave her, so she clicked to download it directly. After the download was completed, she saw a blue app appearing on her phone——
Jiangjing University Preparatory Camp.
This is the name of the app that she has heard countless times in the Bai family and in training classes in Xiangcheng.
The original owner even cheated for this app.
She pointed her finger at the screen of her phone and couldn't help but look up at Jiang Fuli.
He sat across from the sofa, his left hand casually resting on the side of the sofa, talking to Director Chen who had not left yet. When he saw her looking over, her eyes slightly lowered, as if asking "What's wrong?"
Bai Xian didn't say anything. She looked away. The snow-green clothes pressed against her excessively fair skin, and her eyes were black and white.
Slowly open the app with your fingertip, and the security key will pop up.
She entered the key given by Jiang Fuli and entered the registration page.
Under Jiang He's gaze, he casually entered his account name——
Picked up for free.
Jiang He beside her: "..."
He turned his head silently and twisted the Rubik's Cube silently.
After registering, log in to the app directly. Once you enter, you will see three sections. The right side is the ranking, and the left side is "This Month's Question Bank" and "Limited Time Challenge".
Bai Zian took a look and saw that there were two columns of rankings, one was "This Month's Points Ranking" and the other was "Total Ranking".
When she clicked on it, she saw the monthly score ranking of this year's newcomers. The names of all the newcomers were displayed from top to bottom. Bai Zian slowly turned the page——
no.1 Liang Wuyu 28896
no.2Xu Zhiyue28152
…
Song Min21589
…
Bai Shaoqi17453
…
Pick up 0 for free
There are only 552 people registered this year, and the gap in scores becomes smaller as time goes by. Those who can get places in the preparatory camp are all geniuses, showing their absolute talent.
So they all use their real names, and few people use IDs as casually as Bai Qian.
"Did you see, Liang Wuyu, the popular candidate for the No. 1 pick next year, I bet him a million dollars, I hope he won't let me down." Director Chen saw the app page at a glance and said proudly.
Suddenly he saw Bai Zian 552, and quickly made up for it: "Miss Bai, come on, as long as you enter the top 300 in the monthly rankings, you can hope to enter Jiangjing University. I believe in you! When I go back tonight, I will pressure you to enter Jiangjing University!"
Bai Zian raised his eyebrows. When he heard "total score", he subconsciously clicked on the total score next to him. As soon as he opened it, he was blinded——
