It can be regarded as knowing who the person opposite is.
She pressed Jiang He's head. The man named Song thought she was jealous of Bai Shaoqi, so he deliberately took away the apprenticeship invitation?
"You must first make it clear that the apprenticeship invitation was left to me by my mother." Bai Qian walked out of the library and looked at the milk tea shop opposite. Her slightly narrowed eyes were dark and deep, clean and cool with a hint of surliness, "
Also, don’t tell me to take away my things——”
"Even if I burn it, what can you do?"
Song Ming on the other end of the phone was stunned.
Bai Zian lowered his head indifferently and hung up the phone with a bang.
After thinking about it, I blocked the person again.
This Song Ming reminded her that the two of them were still engaged and had to find an opportunity to terminate it.
What bad luck.
Jiang He grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Bai Xian lowered his head and stretched out his hand to pinch his cheek lazily. His fingers were slender and as smooth as cold jade: "You are still cute. Tell me, what do you want to drink?"
Two minutes later.
Bai Zian was queuing up at the milk tea shop opposite. It was the only milk tea shop in this place. It was time for get off work and classes to end, and there were quite a lot of people queuing up.
Jiang He didn't like crowded places, so he squatted on the side of the road waiting for her.
For the first time in his life, he had a problem.
His good friend wants to invite him to drink milk tea.
Of course, as a condition——
Jiang He poked the black watch on his right hand, and the watch immediately revealed a suspended thin three-dimensional plane.
He clicked on WeChat, hesitated for a long time, clicked on a line of text and sent it——
【How to learn physics quickly】
**
Xiangcheng Center.
A Chinese-style single-family manor.
A few people were waiting on the roadside opposite.
"Dr. Gao, I didn't expect you to come to Xiangcheng. I only got the news yesterday." The well-dressed old man looked at the young man with an extremely polite attitude.
If there are other people from Xiangcheng here, they will be very surprised, because this old man is Ren Qian, the manager of Xiangcheng who often appears in the news of Xiangcheng.
Dr. Gao is young, not tall, and wears glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Hearing this, he seemed to be waiting for something. He just glanced at Ren Qian and said "hmm" without answering.
He is always sought after by people wherever he goes, and it is normal for Ren Qian to look up at him like this.
Ren Qian heard about Dr. Gao's schedule today and came over to see him, "Dr. Gao, I have set up a table at Wanhe Building tonight. Do you think you have time?"
"Let's talk about it later." Dr. Gao frowned.
"Okay, you can just tell the teaching assistant when you have time," his answer was as expected by Ren Qian. He was just here today to make his presence felt, "Then Dr. Gao, let's go first..."
Not a single sentence was finished.
"Stab-" a sound.
The black car stopped at the entrance of the manor opposite.
Seeing the young man in a black T-shirt getting out of the car, Dr. Gao suddenly cheered up. He stood up straight and strode towards the opposite side.
Seeing Dr. Gao's attitude, Ren Qian was stunned and looked across.
Who could make Dr. Gao wait here for two hours?
Opposite, Dr. Gao, wearing research clothes, squeezed to the door of the manor. He followed the black young man in, with the pride of his age: "Young Master Jiang, you accepted other countries to join the crfs, but rejected country r. Just
Because you don’t like Chinese people, don’t you think it’s too childish to involve your personal emotions in international cooperation?”
The assistant had just handed the letter in his hand to Jiang Fuli. After hearing this, he looked at this reckless warrior in shock.
Jiang Fuli took the letter and ignored him.
Continuing to move forward, the bodyguard blocked Dr. Gao.
Dr. Gao took advantage of the bodyguard's negligence and broke free. He opened his mouth wide, and his assistant's eyes went dark. He felt something was wrong and just wanted to stop him!
However, Dr. Gao's next sentence had already come out, and his sarcasm was mixed with anger: "Don't you remember that our school motto is that scientific research has no borders? You have already forgotten your original intention!"
Silent as a cicada!
The scene was like being trapped in a snow-capped mountain at an altitude of 6,000 meters, with low air pressure and biting cold wind!
Jiang Fuli finally stopped. He raised his hand to stop his men and looked down at him calmly: "Who are you?"
he asked.
Dr. Gao has been a genius since he was a child. He skipped grades all the way. He returned from studying in country r at the age of 26 and participated in several research projects around the world. His teacher was just elected as an academician last year. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a top influencer in the academic circle.
His resume is top-notch at Jiangjing University, and all the deans in the school give him some thumbs up.
I didn't expect that Jiang Fuli didn't even have a name.
He opened his mouth and said almost humiliatingly: "Gao Jiachen."
"Gao Jiachen," Jiang Fuli nodded. He had a pair of exceptionally light eyes, filled with coldness, and his lips were also light-colored. He calmly asked, "Why do you think I need to explain to you?"
"I..." Gao Jiachen's throat moved, and he, who had always been the center of attention, was completely dumbfounded, "But, you, it's hard for me to convince you..."
Jiang Fuli interrupted him: "Do you think your conviction is important to me?"
Gao Jiachen was stunned. He had no idea that the legendary Jiang Fuli had such a character, "You..."
"But what you said makes sense. It's wrong to discriminate against them alone." Jiang Fuli folded the letter in his hand slowly, then bent down and stuffed it elegantly into Gao Jiachen's pocket. His slightly lowered eyebrows were clear and cold: "On the envelope
There is contact information for the International Alliance, and complaints are welcome.”
He stood up straight, dressed in black, cold and inhumane, and strode into the house: "Write down his name. If I have any projects in the future, I will block him forever."
The cell phone in my pocket rang.
Jiang Fuli lowered his eyebrows. A person who never sent messages sent him a message——
【How to learn physics quickly】
Jiang Fuli found a picture and sent it to him, tilting his head, "What is Jiang He doing?"
His subordinates always have information about Jiang He, "The young master is in the library, and Mr. Ming is following him."
Jiang Fuli tapped the screen of his phone unintentionally with his fingertips. His nails were neatly trimmed and evenly trimmed. The back of his hand was sickly pale, and the cyan blood vessels could be faintly seen.
He nodded and said no more.
Behind him, Gao Jiachen looked at Jiang Fuli's back in horror. This time he was really anxious, "Young Master Jiang! Jiang..."
He wanted to catch up with Jiang Fuli, but if the bodyguard could let him succeed once, then he wouldn't have to appear in front of Jiang Fuli tomorrow.
Gao Jiachen was dragged out by the bodyguard covering his mouth.
The assistant took note of this person's name without being surprised.
**
Outside.
Ren Qian and the secretary-general were still on the roadside. He watched Dr. Gao enter the manor and was quickly thrown out by the people inside.
"Get in the car." Ren Qian turned around before seeing Dr. Gao.
"Mr. Ren, who is that person?" The secretary-general opened the car door and asked Ren Qian to get in. He looked at the ancient building opposite and clicked his tongue in surprise. He could only hear Dr. Gao's words, "Young Master Jiang."
crfs is a project of the Dark Matter Collaboration Group.
Jiang Jing chose the former air-raid shelter left in Xiangcheng as the basis to build the research institute. It is 2,900 meters underground and is the deepest dark matter research institute in the world. The supporting projects are being reviewed and accepted.
The level of confidentiality is high. As the top manager of Xiangcheng, Ren Qian does not know the specific internal list.
He contacted Assistant Professor Dr. Gao through an acquaintance.
"I don't know. The contents of the crfs project are highly confidential. The person in it..." Ren Qian thought for a moment, "His last name..."
"Dr. Gao calls him Young Master Jiang, and his surname is Jiang..." Halfway through his words, the secretary-general suddenly widened his eyes.
No wonder.
Ren Qian looked out the car window and said in a distant voice, "You can contact Dr. Gao's teaching assistant tomorrow. I hope he doesn't see us."
The Secretary-General is not sure whether Dr. Gao saw it.
If Dr. Gao knew that they had seen each other in such a miserable state, their friendship would be unknown.
"Let's see," Ren Qian sighed, remembering another thing, "Why did Shao Rong suddenly ask for leave? He didn't even have time to meet Dr. Gao with me today."
"He went home," the secretary-general lowered his head and flipped through the itinerary on the notepad, "Mr. Ji said he would pick up Miss Wanxuan to visit her grandfather."
Hearing this, Ren Qian did not express any opinion.
He didn't know much about the Ji family. The Ji family had only appeared once at his daughter's wedding. He only cared about one thing: "Why go back at this point?"
In the past, I would only go back during the holidays.
Ji Shaorong is also an intellectual. He originally thought that he could communicate with Dr. Gao by bringing him here, but he didn't know that he would take leave today.
Ren Qian was already dissatisfied with him, but now his expression became even more indifferent.
"I think I heard that a niece is back."
"Yeah." Ren Qian stopped asking. He was not interested in the Ji family's affairs.
The Ji family is too ordinary in their eyes.
The secretary-general smiled.
When Ren Jiawei, the only daughter of the Ren family, fell in love with Ji Shaorong, a poor boy, no one from the top to the bottom of the Ren family agreed. The difference in status was too big.
However, twenty years have passed, and the Ji family has been fulfilling its duties.
No one in the entire Xiangcheng even knew that Ji Shaorong, an ordinary poor boy from Qingshui Street, had successfully married into the Ren family.
Low-key and calm.
There is no fighting or grabbing, but there is no sense of existence.
**
Jiang He's side.
He squatted on the side of the road.
Jiang Fuli responded very quickly to the message: [Picture.jpg]
There is only one picture.
Jiang He clicked on——
The cover of a Jiangjing University physics book that someone participated in writing.
"..."
When Bai Qian came back, she saw the blue fluorescent three-dimensional image displayed on Jiang He's watch, and handed the milk tea to Jiang He: "What is it?"
Jiang He couldn't hold the extra large cup she bought with one hand, so he held it with both hands.
Bai Xian lowered his eyebrows and saw the cover of a book...
"Physics of Jiangjing University".
"This book," Jiang He said slowly, with a reluctant expression, "it's quite amazing."
Bai Xian nodded and took out his cell phone to take a photo of the cover, but when he turned on the camera, he couldn't see the picture on the child's watch.
What kind of black technology is this??
The two were silent for a few seconds, and then added WeChat.
Jiang He finally has a seventh person on his phone.
The two of them sat on the side of the road, staring at the passing cars.
"It's really amazing." Bai Qian put his hands on his knees, his fingertips touching his knees slowly, and his other long leg was bent casually: "I looked at the vehicle's electrical system, and the book said that the magnetic field energy of its rotor can be generated after it is powered on.
Let the stator generate alternating current, but it's still magical..."
Bai Zian is interested in everything modern. She can imagine her electrical system when she closes her eyes.
But she doesn't know why.
In the past two days, after studying every day, the two of them sat on the side of the road and watched the cars.
Jiang He held the milk tea and tilted his head to look at her.
"Okay," Bai Qian glanced at WeChat to see when grandpa would be back. She inserted the straw into Jiang He's milk tea, stood up and patted his head, "I'm back, see you tomorrow."
She took the No. 12 bus.
Jiang He squatted on the spot, drinking milk tea with both hands, looking up at the No. 12 bus as it staggered away.
A car stopped silently in front of him.
The car door opened, and the short-haired man got out of the driver's seat. Jiang He climbed into the back seat, and while the man fastened his seat belt, he said, "Uncle Ming."
Ming Dongheng didn't expect that he would take the initiative to speak. His tough guy face couldn't show any gentleness: "What's wrong?"
Jiang He said slowly: "Can I go back with Sister Bai?"
Ming Dongheng: "?"
His face was expressionless: "...I will ask the young master for you."
The problem is, taking you back will scare her parents to death, right?
She was kind enough to take you to play. Why do you want to retaliate?
**
Qingshui Street, Ji Heng's house.
A middle-aged man stood in the yard, looking down at the brown simple embroidery frame.
"Dad, you've been watching for half an hour." The girl in Xiangcheng Middle School uniform sitting at the stone table was playing with her mobile phone, very bored, "When will we go home?"
The man was wearing a black suit. Hearing this, he did not look back and said, "Wait until your cousin comes back."
"Am I just a cousin?" Ren Wanxuan was surprised.
She had only been to the Ji family a few times since she was a child, and she didn't know much about the Ji family, but she remembered that she only had one uncle and one cousin.
"Well, you also have an aunt." Ji Shaorong said concisely.
The two were talking.
Ji Heng came out and brought a small gift box to Ren Wanxuan.
"Thank you, grandpa." Ren Wanxuan smiled sweetly, reached out to take the gift box, and then placed it on the stone table.
But he didn't care in his heart.
Her daily necessities are all customized by the Ren family. As the only daughter of the Ren family, every piece of clothing is customized by a well-known brand, but Ji Heng has to make clothes for her every time she comes here.
Ren Wanxuan naturally disliked it. Her mother had people put the clothes in the warehouse when she got them back, and she never wore them once.
"Still no news from my little sister?" Ji Shaorong looked away from the embroidery stand.
Frowning, he didn't know much about Ji Mulan. She had been arrogant since she was young and didn't get along well with him.
Ji Heng picked up the cigarette bag and said, "No."
"I heard from eldest brother that her daughter is going to be transferred here?" Ji Shaorong stopped asking Ji Mulan about this.
"..."
Ren Wanxuan listened to the conversation between the two and got a general idea.
This relative is two years older than her and is now a senior in high school.
She listened a little and didn't care. She picked up the phone and chatted with her friend for a while, then raised her eyebrows——
[Senior brother, tell me... will she want to turn around after hearing that my grandfather is Ren Qian? 】