Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

Chen Beixuan was slightly startled. She held her chopsticks and looked sideways, "One box?"

Mr. Xu has begun to delegate power to Xu Nanjing, and he has been keeping him with him for the past six months to teach him personally.

After staying in a hotel for a long time, I rarely went to Shanhai Apartment, just a few times.

Director Chen lowered his eyes and poured the tea slowly, without appearing surprised.

Xu Sanshao almost made a joke about the rare metal. He naturally remembered it clearly, "Are you questioning my memory? I will take you to see it."

He lowered his head and gave Bai Zian the news.

It was nine o'clock in the evening in the morning in China. While waiting for Ruolan to buy coffee, she saw Xu Nanjing's message and reached out to reply.

Bai Zian returned quickly——

[You can take it away, Zhang Shize and the others are in 303]

Not far away, Shi Ruolan was walking towards Bai Zian holding a coffee bag.

**

The white and shiny fingertips were lazily tapping the side of the phone.

That was a big deal, and Jiang Xijue dared to hide it from me. I told Bai Qian last night.

Director Meng smiled and said a few words to the person in charge, as well as Jiang Xiao's compensation.

Ning Xiao and Tang Ming both talked.

Pa turbidity is visible below.

But as soon as his hand reached Tan Le's face, Wei Lan squeezed two of my fingers hard.

Professor Wei was about 70 years old. I glanced at the group of students in Jiang Xiao and interrupted Director Meng’s boastful remarks: “You came here specifically to attend their two lectures.”

Next to you is a grumpy woman in a suit.

There was a knock on the door, and immediately after waiting for a response from the outside, no one pushed the door open from the inside.

The man has short white hair, which reaches to his chin, and is brushed casually in front of his ears. He is wearing a smart outfit and has a gun holster strapped under his knees.

"Jiang Duo - Jiang Duo -" Shi Yu, who had just looked at Director Meng with disdain, was struggling to follow Tan Leying, "How can you do that? International scientific exchanges are for the sake of the regression of scientific research. , all for the same goal, he agrees with your students..."

Seeing Director Meng's softened attitude, Ding Wenyang hardened up and accepted the apology: "You stupid jerk..."

Wei Lan was in the dormitory sorting out the notes he heard today, and his phone lit up.

With a shadow cast behind her face, Shi Ruolan raised her head, knowing that Wei Lan was coming. The heat in her face disappeared a little, and she calmly said a word to the person on the other end of the meeting before closing the computer.

Director Meng opened the door and retreated.

"Study, junior sister," beside you, Jiang Xijue finally reacted. You grabbed Wei Lan's wrist and looked for the surrounding surveillance cameras. "I am a local. If I call the police now, the school may send you away." Going abroad..."

Xu Nanjing looked at Zhang's father's back and followed Ming Dongheng downstairs thoughtfully.

This was not only a classmate of Wei Lan, but also a student of Chi Yundai, the seventh generation Chi Lu.

There was a quarrel coming from the small building.

Chen Beixuan was vague about the country's laws. He just finished a phone call with Chi Yundai and sent this message at that time——

Bai Zian squinted and recognized that one of them was a boy who was attending the class together. She held her phone and walked over.

Even if this is Wei Lan's friend, I shouldn't have that attitude.

Wei Lan sat next to me and sent a message to Chen Beixuan.

It was inevitable that Morrison of the Chen family would delay in snatching someone from him, so Ming Dongheng moved calmly and urgently: "What, the Professor Zhou they are talking about may have nothing to do with Sister Aji."

Nearby, Jiang Xijue was holding a cup of coffee, frowning and trying to avoid the blue-eyed girl behind him.

Jiang Fuli, who was guarding beforehand, brought a food box over, opened it and took out the food outside.

The two Chinese women took a few steps forward, looking at Tan Le with shock and fear in their eyes. Then they took out their mobile phones to make a call as they moved forward.

It was still the same cardboard box, still in the same state as when Ming Dongheng left next time. Tan Leying opened the cover, took out a piece of palladium from the outside, and showed the front to Xu Nanjing, "Is that the one? Sister Aji said she gave it to you."

The first gaze fell on the seven people beside Ming Dongheng.

The sun shines back through the glass, and you can see the silver metal reflecting the heat in Ming Dongheng's hand.

It's true that you want to ask, but you and Tan Leying still have Weilan's contact information.

Director Meng hung up the phone, looked at the two boys behind him, and sighed: "This classmate Ding Wenyang is outside. Remember to have a bad attitude and ask for my forgiveness."

[His recording of these few sentences can make us lose everything]

Knowing that I was going to give a lecture there, the person who came unexpectedly today was also Professor Wei.

When Shi Ruolan heard this, she knew what was going on.

Xiaodong only wore a long T-shirt and an inner jacket. He looked tough and had a grumpy smile on his face.

His hands were clasped casually in front of him.

Jiang Xijue just wanted to get away from the two girls. Seeing Wei Lan approaching, you slowed down your pace and then winked at Tan Le.

"They are waiting for the rest of us to gather outside. You take Professor Wei down first." I was interrupted by Shi Yu, and Director Meng also took it into consideration and took me downstairs.

Then I silently looked at the almost clearly visible white figure behind me. Seeing that Ning Xiao and Tang Ming were still discussing the topic as if it was serious, I turned sideways and asked the senior next to me, "Senior, who is our leading teacher that time?" "

It was Shi Ruolan, so I directly sent her location.

Ming Dongheng was just thinking that the building across the street had been rented or sold, when he saw 303 Chen Beixuan opening the door and showing his head, "Dad, come here, Yang Lin's books are packed away!"

Apart from hating the atmosphere there, especially the two Chinese people in the evening, you can adapt to the rest.

Do you know whether you are calling the police or calling your teacher?

So a small box weighs less than seventy pounds by visual inspection?

**

Xu Baduo cannot be said to have taken the initiative to show his bad attitude.

"The two are people with long eyes," Tan Le said calmly, talking about what happened on the way, "Senior sister, you are alone and want to calm down the trouble, but you have the patience to take action."

A cold and sarcastic tone.

The people around me seemed to be aware of Wei Lan's terrifying force value, so they took a step forward and looked up at Wei Lan.

Even if you only take action, you will also get compensation for mental damages.

Xu Nanjing nodded, and before Ming Dongheng finished speaking, "So where did the palladium come from? Didn't he ask?"

That's a big deal.

"It's okay." Although Wei Lan spoke English, he could still understand him. You picked up the chopsticks quickly and logically.

Hear the sound of bones breaking.

At that point, there were not many people around.

There is Jiang Jingre over there. You are wearing a slanted blouse made by Ji Heng and a weather-colored pleated skirt. You are standing silently aside. Your elegant temperament makes all Chinese friends who come and go stop in a friendly manner.

"Are you sure this was Sister Bai's classmate just now?" As soon as he arrived downstairs, Morrison asked about Tan Leying. Ming Dongheng's attitude towards Chen Beixuan was not surprising.

Director Meng received an official email from the summer camp early in the morning, asking me to take the two students to the office.

Shi Ruolan's expertise in dark matter has been unexpectedly questioned.

"Indeed," Tan Leying said from the side, "my gaze makes you so comfortable."

"Hey -" Shi Ruolan saw Bai Qian's expression and quickly grabbed her sleeve, "It's better to do less than to do more. We are here to learn."

When I saw the surrounding quiet in the noisy Shiyu, I raised my head, and looked at Shi Ruolan that time, "The students he taught that time were the same. He could ensure that several of us students could not comment on it before." Get a full-time job? With the same achievements, you can get a full-time job here. Whether it's your turn in Jiang Xiaoyou, you think your choice is right."

The distance from your dormitory is unexpected.

The voice was so low that Jiang Xijue could hear clearly.

Jiang Xijue buys a cup of coffee every night. If you have jet lag, rest will be bad, and coffee will keep you alive.

There is only one floor, we took the stairs.

Ding Wenyang, who had just spoken a word, seemed to have someone strangled by his throat.

Shi Ruolan stood there, and I looked at the person in charge, and said quickly and urgently, "Take the person away first. If I have any further questions about the lawyer, I will go directly to your assistant."

"How did you listen to today's lecture?" I raised my hand slightly.

"That's not Professor Wei, he's Professor from Country R." Director Meng introduced the middle-aged professor to a group of students. "He was the head of MSNT Laboratory in Country R and their direct senior brother. He was in the eighth grade of Physics at that time. Those who failed the exam..."

"Anyway, according to your teacher," the student said mysteriously, "you were all lucky that time, but it was difficult for you to see me in person based on your IQ."

"Dada..." The woman on the right held out two fingers and said something with a smile.

Jiang Xijue responded fearfully.

I stood at the stairway of the office, feeling extremely anxious.

Xu Nanjing was still holding a square piece of palladium in his hand, thinking about Father Zhang, whom he had just met.

"Because he is in a country of thousands of mansions, with a small land and abundant resources. None of you are always retreating. There are only so few positions. People who are better than him and work harder than him are like crucian carp crossing the river. He wants to fight for it. Just like He Wen, he used his strength to convince you, but stood there and asked questions forcefully and palely."

After Shi Ruolan finished speaking, she walked directly towards the venue, still calm and dignified, with no trace of emotion on her face.

In the office, Ding Wenyang put a plaster on his finger. Standing behind the person in charge, he shrank forward when he saw Wei Lan. Then he thought of something and looked towards Wei Lan.

You sat under Wei Lan's seat and looked at the neat words in Tan Le's notebook. You still felt that they were not unfamiliar. You thought of what happened in the evening and took out your mobile phone to call Director Meng.

"Oh." Zhang Shize responded.

Mountain and Sea Apartments.

**

This side of the phone is in Bai Zian's office.

After walking a few steps upstairs, he saw Jiang Xijue walking towards the dormitory.

Perhaps it was because your tone was naturally soothing that Jiang Xijue didn't react until he returned to the dormitory.

"Click-" a sound.

"Principal," when Wei Lan and Jiang Xijue arrived, Director Meng took two other teachers from the school and called Bai Qian, "Principal, that's not what happened. The other party's two fingers were broken. Now the official is looking for you to come over and talk. It looks like we are going to send the two classmates back to China."

"Worry," some international students often encounter Chinese people with bad intentions. I just looked at the glass window and said seriously: "It will get worse and worse in the past."

A year has passed, and Tan Leying's hair has not grown back yet. After the New Year, she got a choppy haircut. When she opened the door, she saw seven people. I first said hello to Director Chen, who was a stranger to me: "Uncle Chen, Brother Xu."

His eyes fell on the box of palladium outside the corner next to him, and he fell into deep thought.

Xu Nanjing and Morrison were very satisfied, and the seven of them were also friendly towards Chen Beixuan.

Shi Ruolan raised her head and looked at me with an expression on her face, "Have you read history? Do you know why there are only so few phases from ancient times to the present?"

Speaking of pressure, some of the seniors who knew the inside story said, "The professor you led the team heard that the pressure was very low. Later, your teacher said outside the group that he should talk as much as possible and do as little as possible."

"Coming, coming." Dad Zhang rolled up his sleeves.

**

Wei Lan had seen Shi Ruolan's attitude before. You glanced at Shi Yu next to Shi Ruolan.

Needle drop can be heard in the office.

Zhang Shize's eighth year of junior high school started early and he came early.

country.

As soon as I came downstairs, I saw no middle-aged woman coming up the stairs.

I caught sight of the young woman walking in the middle. I was wearing a white minimalist windbreaker. My eyes that had been lowered suddenly raised. The noisy Jiang Primary School students saw these warm and light eyes, and the crowd became quiet.

Several young foreigners around her made faces at Shi Ruolan, and then left laughing.

She shook her head at Bai Xian. There were only two girls, and Shi Ruolan was also scared.

While the group was waiting for the others to gather, they unexpectedly chatted about the leading professor they were about to meet.

Director Meng smiled at Ding Wenyang.

Next to him, Jiang Fuli handed an unsigned letter to the person in charge.

"Bad guy brother," Ming Dongheng put his arm around Chen Beixuan's shoulders and introduced me sideways, "That's his brother Xi, and that's sister Xuan, do you know me?"

Wei Lan stopped at the intersection and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Seeing Tan Leying and us, the woman smiled at us.

The other people looked at each other in confusion. Next to Tan Le, Jiang Xijue breathed a sigh of relief, "That Professor Wei puts so little pressure on people."

Ming Dongheng took us to the balcony.

"Senior sister," Tan Le ignored the seven people who were screaming and just stretched out his hand to stuff the coffee belt out of Jiang Xijue's hand. He looked at you with a pair of white eyes, "I'm just worried. Now go back and review today's notes." You messed up the arrangement. It's under the table. He and Zhiyue gave it to Zhang Shize and us after reading it."

Holding coffee in one hand and grabbing Wei Lan's sleeve with the other, he still wanted to calm down the trouble.

Smiling at the two Chinese people, the smile did not reach his eyes, but there was no hint of coolness or blatant provocation.

**

late.

Xu Nanjing took it and took a look, and looked at each other with Morrison.

303 Zhang Shize is doing homework, Yang Lin is printing materials in the study, and Yan Lu is helping to move flower pots downstairs.

Very unfamiliar Chinese.

Tan Leying's attitude towards Chen Beixuan is too friendly and bad.

Afterwards, the person in charge of the base, who spoke English to Director Meng, was stunned for a moment when he saw Shi Ruolan. Then he stood up outside and said in very standard Chinese, "Mr. Jiang, why are you here?"

**

After just one glance at Wei Lan, we all know that Wei Lan doesn't seem to hate the people of the country, especially the people of the R country.

Wei Lan crossed his arms across his chest and glanced at Tan Leying indifferently.

The cafeteria there only serves Western food, and Wei Lan and I were too preoccupied.

If you don’t have time in the evening, I’ll bring it to you.

Hearing the sound, the students from Jiang Primary School who were still gathering upstairs looked towards the place where the quarrel was taking place.

Jiang Fuli was dressed in white clothes and stood behind the door with a low profile. He glanced around the office with his hot eyes, standing at the front and letting those in front step back.

On the street lamp, Wei Lan still maintained his lazy smile. You put your phone back in the pocket of your pleated skirt, and took out a napkin from Jiang Xijue's coffee bag. You wiped the fingertips that touched me tightly and quickly, and your tone Feng Zhongyundan: "Sorry, I was too heavy handed."

Ming Dongheng went downstairs to 403, and Xu Nanjing and seven others were with me.

Wei Lan told Xu Zhiyue and went upstairs.

Bai Zian glanced at Shi Ruolan, looked away, and helped her get the coffee bag.

People around them, such as Xu Zhiyue and Zhang Shize, felt like they were burying their heads in the ground.

Only Wei Lan stood there, lowering his eyes and tapping his phone casually.

"You..." Ding Wenyang saw Wei Lan's expression.

Shi Ruolan was wearing a small coat.

Everyone knows that Shi Ruolan is unfamiliar with seven languages, but she only speaks Chinese to her.

You still use Chinese.

The girl was still making provocative gestures towards Tan Leying. Yesterday, Wei Lan was still vague about what that gesture meant. He didn't find out until he went back to check it out in the evening.

The woman raised her head with a pale face and looked at her fingers.

Shi Ruolan noticed the indifference between your eyebrows. I put my hand under the table and asked in a calm voice, "What did you encounter when you came down the road?"

Tan Le was stunned when he thought about rising to the level of historical issues.

Jiang Xijue also told Wei Lan and us about that.

Shi Ruolan's lounge.

Before my assistant and I left, Director Meng realized what was happening and loudly said to a group of students, "Why are you still stunned? Let's go, the lecture is about to end."

It was four or four o'clock in the evening, and I had gone back. In the office, Gao Yi's voice came to Director Meng through the mobile phone, "Principal Shi, didn't he say that he wanted Gao Yuan and us to go? Such a bad opportunity. These people in the peak class are causing trouble again, are they going to reduce the quota for next year's summer camp?"

Wei Langgang is in the first year of primary school, and your classmates should also be in the first year of primary school.

You turn pale.

Ding Wenyang is not the Chinese who made discriminatory gestures towards you last night.

You are still holding a white mobile phone in your left hand, with the WeChat dialog box displayed under the phone.

The next day, at four o'clock in the morning.

When Wei Lan arrived, Tan Leying was sitting by the window, with a computer behind her. I was looking at the computer page with heated eyebrows, and was in a meeting.

"Add me?" I smiled warmly, and I didn't say much more, but my sarcastic expression could be seen.

Tan Le left as promised today and only looked at the two Chinese people. The wind blew away the broken hair behind your forehead, revealing your deep, almond-shaped eyes.

Wei Lan still had a calm and compulsive attitude, his waist was very straight, and he never bent forward at any time.

Good night, good night babies!