He was kicked out of a wealthy family at the beginning and had troubles all the way. 139 My sister I have never met before gave me a ticket to Xu Wenyao
139 My sister I have never met before gave me a ticket to Xu Wenyao
"Who?" Minister Xu leaned over to take a look.
I only saw the word "白芹".
As soon as he was transferred today, he was told to be in charge of the Calligraphy Association. This position was given to him directly by the director, and Minister Xu almost didn't recognize him.
Apart from Ren Wanxuan, I have also heard of "Qiu Boqing".
Not to mention the name "Bai Qian", he had never heard of anyone with the surname "Bai" in Xiangcheng, but out of caution, he still asked -
"You know her?"
Ren Wanxuan said calmly: "My father's niece."
Ren Wanxuan’s father?
Minister Xu had never heard of her father's name. He only knew that Ren Jiawei had recruited a bride-in-law.
"I understand," Minister Xu immediately understood, "Miss Ren, can we add our contact information?"
"Of course." Minister Xu said, and Ren Wanxuan was not stingy.
The two of them added WeChat in a friendly manner.
Minister Xu smiled, it was not the first time he had done this.
When he took office as a new official, he used an insignificant person to win the favor of Ren Wanxuan and the Ren family.
This deal is really a bargain.
**
This way.
Xu En, Ji Heng and others also had dinner together.
The meal was held at the small bungalow Xu En rented. Xu En was always able to lighten the mood. He opened the topic: "Why didn't Ah Zhan come today?"
"She had something to do two days ago," Shen Qing said, a little embarrassed by the situation, but Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun and Ji Heng were not talkative people. "I have to make up classes today, so I'm a little busy."
Of course she wouldn't say that Bai Zian didn't want to come here.
It was made very clear that Bai Zian did not go to school for the past two days.
Opposite Shen Qing, Ji Mulan held chopsticks and only glanced at Xu En subconsciously.
Xu En didn't care. He knew about Bai Zian's results. He brought up the topic calmly: "For now, the date is set on the lunar calendar. It's close to the Chinese New Year. A Zian is also on holiday. Then you will all have time to attend and finish the wedding.
I can still spend a few days in Jiangjing."
When the wedding date was mentioned, Ji Mulan's expression softened.
This is the day they planned together.
Ji Heng put down his chopsticks. He took out the cigarette rod without smoking. He rubbed the cigarette rod with his calloused hands and looked at Xu En: "Does your family know about this?"
He was referring to Xu En's mother.
"I moved out and told them in advance," Xu En smiled, not caring, "Our life is our own after all. If Aji comes over, he can live with us."
Xu En arranged everything properly.
As he spoke, a sound suddenly came from upstairs.
When Xu En heard it, it was Xu Yajun's voice. He ignored Ji Heng and stood up: "Miss Xu?"
At the dinner table, Shen Qing felt less depressed once Xu En left.
After about a few minutes, Xu Encai went downstairs with his cell phone.
Behind him was a woman in a white dress.
She has a delicate face, but her complexion is not very good.
"Sorry, I have to see someone off," Xu En apologized and explained to Ji Heng, "Ms. Xu said something happened at the China Calligraphy Association and she was anxious to get back. I'll see her off."
"China Calligraphy Association?" Shen Qing asked subconsciously as he had never heard of this term.
At most she had heard of calligraphy and painting.
Although Ji Mulan didn't introduce Xu En, she also knew that the woman following Xu En was not an ordinary person. After all, Xu En's attitude was respectful.
Xu En also had no intention of introducing Xu Yajun to them.
"This..." Xu En also discovered for the first time that someone didn't know about the Chinese Calligraphy Association. He was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to explain it.
Ji Mulan couldn't help but pursed her lips and glanced at Shen Qing.
Xu Yajun glanced at Shen Qing indifferently. The look in her eyes didn't mean anything else. It just made Shen Qing feel a little bit irritated: "Uncle Xu, I'm anxious to return to Jiangjing."
"Okay." Xu En took the car keys and nodded towards Ji Heng.
He also motioned to Ji Mulan to entertain the Ji family and his entourage well.
After Xu En and Xu Yajun left, Shen Qing turned to Ji Shaojun: "Should I not have spoken just now?"
She is just a very ordinary and ordinary philistine woman.
At this age, Shao Jun was quite used to it. He shook his head and said it was okay.
Ji Mulan's expression turned cold, and she looked at Shen Qing and then at Ji Shaojun.
Laughed in anger.
"It just so happened that he wasn't here." Ji Heng lit the cigarette bag, and the smoke rose thinly, blurring his eyes. "Let me remind you, don't push Aji too hard."
Ji Mulan looked at Ji Heng smoking a big cigarette.
Bai Qian suddenly flashed in her mind, and she made the association in just a moment, "Isn't this for her own good? Am I forcing her? She used to listen to me more, but look at what she learned when she came to Xiangcheng.
!”
Ji Mulan is a refined self-interested person and never feels that there is anything wrong with herself.
"Why did she come to Xiangcheng to learn something?" Shen Qingxing started to be domineering as soon as she became angry, "She is so many times more sensible than you, do you deserve to be called her..."
The next few words she said were a bit dirty.
Ji Mulan didn't expect that Lian Shen Qing would dare to talk to her so loudly.
She pointed at Shen Qing, her chest rising and falling violently.
Ji Shaojun quickly stopped Shen Qing to prevent her from scolding her any more, "That's it for today. You should think carefully about Ah's matter. Let's go home first."
Ji Mulan sent the three of them out with a cold face, and sat in the hall and began to think about whether it was right to come back this time.
By the time Xu En came back from seeing Xu Yajun off, Ji Heng and the others had been gone for a long time.
Xu En felt that there was a very familiar smell of nicotine in the air. He sniffed it and then asked: "Your father and the others are gone?"
The smell of smoke is really familiar.
"Hmm." Ji Mulan didn't want to mention them more, seeing Xu En standing there, "What's wrong?"
"What kind of cigarette does your dad smoke?" Xu En pondered for a moment.
Ji Mulan shook his head, "My brother gave it to me."
After speaking, she looked at Xu En.
"It's okay," Xu En shook his head, then it didn't matter, and asked about another thing, "Do you know about Blackwater Street?"
Blackwater Street is on the other side of the river. Jim Mulan knew about it when he was a child, but didn't know much about it: "It's very chaotic. What happened?"
"Someone was the first to compete with me for territory." As soon as the Xiangcheng tourism plan came out, many people were interested in this place. Xu Ensheng's news in the circle was fast. "Mr. Ren's secretary said that there seemed to be a bar behind those people...
It’s not something to be trifled with…”
After knowing each other for so long, Ji Mulan saw Xu En worried for the first time.
She was really surprised.
Are there people in Blackwater Street that Jiang Jingdu cannot afford to offend?
**
On the way back to Qingshui Street, Bai Jian received news from Qiu Xuezheng.
The first is about receiving awards.
The second is the opening ceremony of the Calligraphy Association this Saturday.
She must be there.
Bai Zian leaned on the back of his chair, tapping the screen subconsciously with his fingertips——
【What do you need me to go to in person? 】
To be honest, Bai Qian felt embarrassed to receive the award together with some people who had not practiced soft-pen calligraphy systematically.
Qiu Xuezheng: [……]
Qiu Xuezheng: [I asked for you, you can’t collect it on your behalf]
Bai Qian is very direct: [Then I don’t want it]
Qiu Xuezheng:【????】
Qiu Xuezheng: [Do you know what you are talking about?!]
"Hey," Bai Zian returned to her nonchalant attitude, tilting her head lazily, "...Isn't this also illegal?"
Jiang Fuli finished processing a page of documents.
When he heard some people talking about words such as "peace" and "breaking the law" at every turn, he even wanted to borrow Chi Yundai's criminal law and civil law.
Then I started thinking.
How many things has she done?
"Calm down," he raised his head. The fingers holding the pen were very cold. Many possibilities flashed through his mind. He was very calm. "You talk first."
Bai Zian turned off the phone, took off the loose hairpin and inserted it again, "It's the Chinese Calligraphy Association."
She spoke briefly.
Jiang Fuli was slightly relieved. This was no big deal. His eyes rested on the hairpin on the back of her head for a while, and his tone was calm: "I'll have someone get it for you."
"Can I pick it up for you?" Bai Qian smoothed his sleeves and raised his eyebrows.
"It's a small matter." Jiang Fuli replied calmly.
The car arrived at Qingshui Street.
Bai Qian got out of the car, and Jiang He wanted to follow him.
Jiang Fuli carried it back with two fingers.
Jiang He kicked his legs.
Finally frustrated.
Jiang Fuli stood tall and tall beside the car, watching Bai Jian go back. After returning to the car, he calmly took out his mobile phone and found a person's WeChat message——
[Go and receive a prize]
The other side of the phone.
Jiang Xijue was a little confused. He rubbed his temples, thinking that there might be something wrong with him working overtime. He raised his finger at the executive director next to him: "Read this message from Mr. Jiang."
The director went numb as soon as he saw that note.
He read it out bravely.
"Ah," Jiang Xijue murmured and raised his head, "I'm not dazzled."
**
The next day, Lu Lingxi took Yang Lin back to school.
Not much has changed.
Bai Qian sat in her seat, and Yang Lin, the observer, took out her mobile phone for a long time and sent a message to Director Chen——
【Help me check someone.】
She remembered that Director Chen was from the Yamen.
Saturday.
The final location of the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association was chosen next to the Xiangcheng Gate Tower and Waterwheel, where there is a well-preserved ancient building.
After Bai Zian knew the address, she came very early. She stood in front of the high threshold and looked up at this ancient building.
His eyes were dark and cold.
It must have been renovated many times, but you can still see that the gate is in the shape of a spire. At a glance, you can see the rockery inside the gate and the promenade surrounding it.
She knew that behind the corridor was the meeting hall.
I don't know if the sand table is still there.
Today, bright red satin is hung on the porch and corridor.
There were also two rows of firecrackers and fireworks displayed at the gate, and the staff coming and going were beaming with joy.
The hem of the clothes was gently pulled.
Bai Qian lowered her head and saw Jiang He looking up at her.
Bai Zian reached out and rubbed his head.
"Miss Bai," Ming Dongheng said respectfully, holding the car keys, "I'll wait for you outside. Young Master, please excuse me."
Bai Qian led Jiang He inside, crossed the corridor, and immediately saw the sign-in area on the left.
A long row of tables were set up, covered with brown tablecloths. The hostess smiled softly and perfectly, "Hello, distinguished guests, sign in here."
She gently took out the sign-in sheet and handed Bai Zian a pen.
Let Bai Zian sign.
Bai Pian arrived early, and she saw a long sign-in sheet, but no one had signed in, and no guests had come yet.
His eyes swept from top to bottom.
But I didn't see my name.
"Hello," the etiquette lady was surprised. She quickly took the sign-in form and said, "Which guest are you? I can help you find it."
"No, there's nothing on it." Bai Zian glanced over and knew her name wasn't there, "Let me ask."
She took out her mobile phone and planned to ask Qiu Xuezheng.
"What's going on?" At the gate, Ren Qian's secretary-general and a middle-aged man were talking and laughing as they came in.
I saw this scene from a distance.
"Minister Xu," Miss etiquette said, "I can't find the name of this guest. I'm checking to see if there is anything missing."
Minister Xu looked at Bai Qian and instantly realized who this person was.
He couldn't help but turn to the Secretary-General.
The secretary-general's eyes met Bai Qian's, and his smile disappeared instantly.
He stood on the threshold and looked at Bai Qian: "Miss Bai, I know you are good at Liang Ti. I guess joining the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association is very important to you, right?"
Ordinary people in Xiangcheng are unable to obtain famous teachers like Ren Wanxuan.
Minister Xu stood beside the Secretary-General and looked up at the sky.
The hostess just now seemed to understand something. She lowered her head and quickly retreated.
Bai Xian slowly hung up the phone and raised her head, her pure face reflected in her sky-blue dress, "Well, what next."
"You are quite sensible now," the secretary-general looked at Bai Pian and was silent for a while. He now had mixed feelings about Bai Pian and said quietly: "You recorded the young lady's promotional video, right? If you agree to the promotional video, let our lady re-
Yes, I will ask Minister Xu to re-add you to the list."
He didn't care about what happened before. Sooner or later, Bai Qian and Liang Ti and Ren Qian would know.
"Give it to her?" Bai Zian narrowed his eyes.
The secretary-general was just about to praise Bai Zian for being sensible, but Bai Zian's three words came over him in the next second: "Is she worthy?"
"You -" the secretary-general stared at Bai Qian with a sinister look, "you are just dogs wagging behind the Ren family and begging for mercy. Mr. Ren respects you, you really think you are a toy!"
Beside him, Minister Xu was startled by the secretary-general's tone.
The Ren family is indeed one of the best in Xiangcheng.
I just don’t know how this girl got into trouble with the secretary-general.
Fortunately, he did not reject Ren Wanxuan yesterday. Minister Xu wiped his sweat, otherwise the secretary-general would have to make slanderous remarks in front of Ren Qian.
Bai Jian stood under the corridor, her almond-shaped eyes were extremely clear and deep, reflecting the reflection of the rockery in front of her. She sneered and looked at the Secretary-General: "You think giving me a place is a great help to me? You don't
Do you really think I want to join the Calligraphy Association?"
The secretary-general frowned, not understanding what she meant.
"I'm tired," Bai Zian glanced at the secretary-general, "Idiot, you can play by yourself."