Kicked out of the rich family at the beginning

The afternoon sun was dazzling, shining on the girl's bright and lazy face.

She had a copy of the speech given to her by the school rolled up in her hand and was tapping her palms carelessly.

The wind gently blew the hem of her skirt, and the golden patterns disappeared. Her aura was always gentle and charming, mysterious. She sighed helplessly, "Okay, as long as you are happy."

Ming Dongheng, who was sitting next to the driver's seat, didn't dare to look around and just thought he was an invisible person.

There are already sightseeing troops heading this way not far away.

Jiang Fuli held the straw between his two slender fingers and lowered his eyes. His aura was not so attractive, but he was a little depressed. He slowly opened the milk tea.

Passed it over: "Senior, your cherry fruit tea."

Ming Dongheng got into the driver's seat and started the car.

not far away.

The principal, Lu Lingxi and a group of people walked to the Academic Affairs Office.

Next to him, a leader from the Education Bureau kept looking behind him, "The gentleman next to Mr. Bai..."

It seems familiar.

The principal's eyebrows twitched, and he said carelessly, "Director, let's go back to the Academic Affairs Office quickly. Ning Xiao and the others are still waiting to take pictures. This time, Teacher Lu called Yang back as well."

Academic Affairs Office.

Ning Xiao and Yang Lin were all there.

Zhang Shize, wearing a baseball cap, was leaning outside the corridor and playing with his mobile phone with his eyes down.

I heard Qi talking to him excitedly.

The sunlight penetrated the dust and hit them slantingly. Lu Lingxi had just climbed up the stairs and looked at the two of them in a daze.

"Mom Lu!" When Zhang Shize saw Lu Lingxi, he quickly put down his phone, took two steps forward, opened his arms and hugged Lu Lingxi, "I'm back!"

"You kid," the principal looked at Zhang Shize next to him and smiled so hard, "Teacher Lu said you were admitted to the University of Political Science and Law?"

He was the school hunk of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School and a popular student, and the principal was deeply impressed by him.

"A fluke, a fluke."

The principal just wanted to say, you are really awesome for being admitted to the University of Political Science and Law, there is no need to be so modest.

Zhang Shize took off his baseball cap very humbly and said, "He is only tenth in the country."

headmaster:"……"

Hearing the voices of the principal and Lu Lingxi, Ning Xiao, Tang Ming, and Yang Lin all came out of the office.

Take photos with the photographer.

"Teacher Lu," the principal put his hands behind his back and discussed with Lu Lingxi sideways, "This guy is ranked number one in the country. Why doesn't he go to Jiangnan University? What do he think of going to the School of Political Science and Law?"

Jiang Da doesn’t want to fight for it?

Lu Lingxi didn't know.

Until Yang Lin came over after taking pictures first and said hello to Lu Lingxi.

After a moment of silence, he gave the principal two words: "Ten years."

ten years?

What decade?

The principal was confused and felt that Bai Zian and his group became more and more difficult to understand after they went to Jiangjing to attend university.

Yang Lin was standing next to Lu Lingxi.

After looking at her phone, she saw that her phone was also black and had many functions. In the past, the phone could only send WeChat and make calls, so Xia Peiyu gave Yang Lin his previously eliminated phone.

On the phone, Xia Peiyu had already replied to her message——

[Prune the damaged roots. If the area is too large, it is recommended to use gibberellin to remedy it]

After Yang Lin read it, she planned to go to the market later and buy some gibberellin to send back.

She thanked Xia Peiyu, then put away her phone. Her eyes were on the photographer in front, but her voice was very soft, "Teacher, who was the person who took the money before?"

Lu Lingxi was silent.

Yang Lin looked at Lu Lingxi and didn't ask any more questions.

After the photographer had finished taking the photo, Lu Lingxi accepted the invitation from Zhang Shize and walked to the admissions office. Then she took out her mobile phone and dialed a number.

**

The campus gate.

After the sharing session, there will be no restrictions on entry and exit.

Yang's mother followed the middle-aged man and looked for Yang Lin in the crowd with her neck raised.

Yang Lin had fair skin and wore glasses, so she didn't stand out in the crowd. It took them a long time to find Yang Lin in the crowd with their eyes wide open.

"Xiao Lin, right?" The middle-aged man immediately carried the little boy on his back and grabbed Yang's mother, walked over, and said with a smile, "I am your Uncle Yu, this is the first time we have met..."

They stopped Yang Lin because of the demolition money.

It's just that Yang's mother looked a little embarrassed when she saw Yang Lin, and she used her hands to pin her hair uncomfortably.

"Sister Yang!" Not far away, Zhang Shize and Tang Ming noticed this. Zhang Shize twirled the basketball he took from Wen Qi's hand with his middle finger, "What's going on? There are gangsters looking for trouble for you."

Hearing that he was standing next to Zhang Shize, he bared his teeth at Yang and his mother.

Not very fierce.

But several tall teenagers, especially Ning Xiao, stood on the far left and made a phone call. He only looked over with a pair of gloomy eyes between words, and his aura was very strong.

He himself is the hardest person to get close to in Class 15. In the past two years, he has been influenced by Jiang Fuli, and his aura has become colder and colder.

The middle-aged man immediately took his young son and left as if running away.

"Sister Yang, do you want us to take you back?" Tang Ming asked.

"It's okay," Yang Lin shook her head, "I'm going to the market to buy something."

Ning Xiao held the phone.

On the other end of the phone was Xu Nanjing, asking about Ningxiao Haihai's uranium extraction. He seemed to hear Zhang Shize's voice. He paused briefly, "What are you doing?"

"Yang Lin was stopped just now. Let's come over and take a look." Ning Xiao lowered his eyes and spoke concisely.

hang up the phone.

Zhang Shize moved the ball neatly to his other hand, and used his free hand to hold Wen Qi's shoulder, "Sister Yang, this can't be done. I have to tell the owner of the gym, Sister Xian."

Let Sister Yang exercise.

**

Beicheng and Xiangcheng now have high-speed rail and flights.

Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli took a plane to Beicheng.

It takes eight or nine hours to drive and less than two hours to fly to Beicheng.

Ming Dongheng did not come with the two of them. He had to go to the fighting arena on Blackwater Street to pick up Bai Qian and Jiang Fuli, an acquaintance they had met before, Xie Chongfei, the general manager of Jiahao Hotel.

Xie Chongfei drove the car steadily to Jiahao Hotel and left the key of the car to Jiang Fuli.

Didn't dare to stay longer.

The room reserved for Bai Zianjiang and Fuli is still on the third floor, and their room is next door.

Jiang He did not follow.

For the past few days, I have been following Ji Heng, carrying a chessboard with me, and killing everyone in the alley, old and young.

The old people who were idle in the alley now ran away when they saw the two men carrying the bench.

Bai Zian finally came to Beicheng, so naturally he wanted to see the Calligraphy Association and Zhou Wenbo.

During the Chinese New Year, Zhou Wenbo brought a new year gift to Bai Qian through Zhou Wenqing.

When they came to Beicheng this time, Bai Qian also prepared some tobacco for them.

She was on the phone with Zhou Wenbo from the front. It came so suddenly that Zhou Wenbo didn't have time to prepare. "Why are you back? I'll wait for you at the Book Association tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Bai Zian followed the lobby manager.

The manager held two room cards in his hand, opened the door of Bai Zian's room, and stepped aside to let the two of them in.

Just finished a phone call with Zhou Wenbo.

Lin Guangxu's call came immediately, "Miss Bai, will you go to the headquarters tomorrow?"

Bai Zian stood in the living room of the suite, watching Jiang Fu leave and open the curtains, leaning lazily on the table with his slender figure, and supporting the table with his other hand, "Tomorrow afternoon, I have other things to do in the morning."

Jiang Fuli opened the curtains. On the third floor, he could only see the scenery downstairs of the hotel.

He took a step back.

Looking back at Bai Zian, Bai Zian had just finished a phone call with Lin Guangxu, and was slowly sending messages to Xu Zhiyue and the others who were not staying in Jiangjing Laboratory.

The beautiful eyebrows are condensed, like a thick landscape painting.

Jiang Fuli took a look, narrowed his narrow eyes, walked over slowly, held her hand on the table, lowered his head and kissed her soft lips.

**

at the same time.

Rose club.

Lin Guangxu walked into the box from outside.

In the box, Bai Qiming and Song's father stood up, stretched out their hands to Lin Guangxu, and introduced themselves: "Mr. Lin, hello, I am Bai Qiming."

Lin Guangxu greeted politely, "Presumably Mr. Bai and Mr. Song are aware of our Xuankang plan in Beicheng. This is the first time that Xuankang has been launched in the center of Beicheng. Our partner is Roche Pharmaceuticals, and we have also obtained the Beicheng Municipal Government. Proof of Licensing.”

Roche is definitely the leading pharmaceutical company in Asia.

Even Bai Qiming, who is not involved in the medical field, is aware of Luo's status.

"Of course, Mr. Lin," Bai Qiming sat upright and glanced at the secretary behind him. The secretary immediately took out the announcement documents for the Bai family and the Song family, "Please also believe that our Bai family and the Song family will join forces. , let’s move forward hand in hand.”

Lin Guangxu's eyes slid over the document.

Before coming to Beicheng, Lin Guangxu had investigated the situation in Beicheng. The Bai family and the Song family were indeed more powerful.

but……

Lin Guangxu only shook his head and said nothing.

Next to him, a young waitress served Lin Guangxu more wine.

Bai Qiming was surprised, "What worries does Mr. Lin have?"

"I can't make the decision on this matter," Lin Guangxu picked up the wine glass and settled the matter before it was on the wine table. "Our top executive of Xuankang will come to our headquarters tomorrow."

This is a reminder to these two people to sell well.

Lin Guangxu remembered that Miss Bai was coming.

I didn’t drink too much and went back to prepare to greet the other party.

Bai Qiming and Song's father put Lin Guangxu into the car and waited to leave. Song's father looked back at Bai Qiming in surprise, "Who is the top executor of Xuankang?"

"I don't know," Bai Qiming looked back and narrowed his eyes slightly, "The only one who is talking to the outside now is Mr. Mao, but...it is said that he came from Blackwater Street."

Xuankang has developed to the current momentum in just two years, and is still able to thrive in Jiangjing, which is enough to show the strong background.

They both went home.

Song Min raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard Song's father's answer, "Who is the highest executor of Xuankang?"

"I don't know yet. Your Uncle Bai and I are going to Xuankang's headquarters tomorrow." Father Song slowly took off his suit jacket and turned around, "We will naturally know who it is by then."

**

The next day.

In the morning, Bai Zian went to the Calligraphy Association to visit the exhibition and asked Jiang Fuli to give the gift bag to Zhou Wenbo.

The gift bag is a white paper bag and is not heavy.

Jiang Fuli has always been holding it.

Jiang Fuli was wearing sportswear and a black mask on his face. He was holding a paper bag in one hand and followed Bai Xian calmly. After hearing this, he handed over the gift bag.

This was the first time Zhou Wenbo faced Jiang Fuli head-on.

He didn't know who this person was.

When the other party's pale phoenix eyes looked over, he quickly bent down and took the gift bag with both hands, "Thank you."

After sending Bai Qian away, Zhou Wenbo raised his hand, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, called Zhou Wenqing, and strangely complained to him about the person beside Bai Qian.

After listening to Zhou Wenbo's complaints, Zhou Wenqing remained mysteriously silent, "That should be Young Master Jiang."

"Ginger? Which ginger?" Zhou Wenbo was stunned.

"You know the Gao family and the Xiang family, the sects I told you about." Zhou Wenqing said.

Zhou Wenbo naturally knows some things about their academic world, and Dean Xiang is a top sect. "Yes, you mentioned that Dean Xiang."

"He is no longer the dean," Zhou Wenqing said calmly, "The voting of the Academy of Sciences ended yesterday, and Master Jiang was elected."

"That's him?" Zhou Wenbo said as if you were kidding, "He's so young!"

"You are a bit younger," Zhou Wenqing clicked his tongue, "But in Xingjiang District, Jiangjing, do you know whose surname you are named after?"

**

North City.

The Xuankang headquarters is located close to the Western Development Zone.

Bai Qiming and Song's father came here early. They both sat in the lounge and were received by the investment manager.

The three of them chatted animatedly.

Half past three.

"Are you here?" The manager of the investment department received a call from his assistant. He quickly stood up and apologized to the two of them, "Mr. Bai, Mr. Song, you two will rest here for a while."

Bai Qiming and Father Song looked at each other and knew that the man behind the scenes had arrived.

Good night! ! ! !