Qingqiu [Transmigration Book]

After thinking about it, Mu Qingqiu went to dye his light chestnut curly hair, and trimmed his face before leaving. At first glance, he looked like a foreign mixed race.

When Mu Qingqiu received the invitation letter last week, he asked the system if Yuanshen knew this half-sister.

At that time, Yu seemed to have thought for a long time before slowly answering: "Yuanchen and Bai Yanting had a relationship once. At that time, Yuanshen should be a junior in junior high school, and instead of the tutor, he went to the Jade Bird class of the affiliated junior high school to give lectures and share some of his learning experience. Something like that. I’ve only been there once, and the original body’s memory is quite vague.”

Mu Qingqiu: "Then the instructor didn't let you go?"

Yu: "Well, it seems to be.... The original body's memory is a little fuzzy, not very clear."

Mu Qingqiu: "It seems that most of Yuanshen's attention is on the male lead. I'll look at Yuanshen's diary later, maybe there will be some clues about Bai Yanting."

Yu: "Can you not just flip through the diary when you have nothing to do? This is a very private matter!"

Mu Qingqiu: "...Sorry. I only watch the episode in 09, and I don't know how to read other things."

Having said that, Mu Qingqiu walked back to the study from the entrance, opened the drawer, lifted the keyboard, and took out a few notepads with black background and gold stamping pattern.

However, searching through 2009 did not find any record about Bai Yanting.

I looked around at the records of 2008 and 2010, and it has nothing to do with that sister.

However, senior year was the only school year in which Mu Qingqiu did not receive a national scholarship, and his grade point was obviously as high as 4.9.

In the diary, the origin of the original body is to help Meng Zijun organize and reorganize the company, and the number of competitions he participated in has decreased.

But Mu Qingqiu didn't think so.

Moreover, in the second semester of my junior year, the two students who had originally agreed to be tutored on weekends also inexplicably canceled at the last moment of the third model, saying that the pressure was too great, and the teacher suggested to study abroad.

Afterwards, the student still kept in touch with Yuanzhen in private, and finally took the college entrance examination.

Mu Qingqiu rubbed his eyes, closed his notebook, and sighed.

Most of the time, someone made a hindrance, implying that he should not let his life be so easy.

According to the plot of the original book, Shen Fan held the banquet this time mainly to find a good in-law for the birthday star, so he probably wouldn't notice Shen Menghan's side, at most, he would exchange pleasantries when he entered the door.

Mu Qingqiu decided to wait for their greetings to end, then approach Shen Menghan, and beware of the wine glass being handed over.

Let's keep the dinner unchanged, after all, the focus is on Shen Menghan and her wine.

Mu Qingqiu pushed open the door of the apartment.

On Wednesday night, the bright crescent moon hung high in the dark clear sky.Three or two stars twinkled, appearing peaceful and beautiful.

Mu Qingqiu drove the car, all the way west, to the "Anlu Mountainside" villas that ordinary people in the original book can't afford with a lifetime salary.

When the Mercedes-Benz G65 drove to the foot of Anlu Mountain, the silent and dark woods suddenly had a few more lights.

The villa area in front of me is the wealthy residential area developed by Baiyu Group and Shenjia Jihua Real Estate ten years ago.

According to the previous Mu Qingqiu's experience, being able to develop and sell all villas of this level is not only a matter of the company's high-level construction, but also the ability to network.

The society is polarized between the rich and the poor. Not everyone can pay in full at one time for a detached villa with an area of ​​at least four to five hundred square meters.What's more, the housing prices in Heyuan City, even in the suburbs, start at [-] per square meter.

"It's amazing that Baiyu Real Estate is so rich." Mu Qingqiu sighed unconsciously while holding the steering wheel.

He thought of the time when he accompanied Mr. Gu in his previous life and the company had just started to develop.

She had just resigned from the firm at that time, and most of Qingzheng Real Estate's projects were under 3000 mu.

The first step is to integrate a medium-sized real estate company that Qingzheng Real Estate has just merged and reorganized.The group was not yet listed on NASDAQ at that time, but it was already preparing relevant materials.

So in the first few years of joining the company, she was in the company almost every day, controlling project costs, assessing risks, and supervising every part of the finance department.

At that time, he was still young and prosperous, and most of the decisions he made were very radical. He often boldly suggested that Mr. Gu increase part of his debts to open up a wider market.But fortunately, Gu Shaoqing trusts him very much, and his vision is indeed fine.

It was only later that she slowly realized that a leader does not need to fight everything in person, but must learn to fight as a team instead of fighting alone.

However, thanks to her careful monitoring of everything at that time, the company's comprehensive indicators gradually met the standards, and the listing was so smooth.

Mu Qingqiu remembered that at the annual meeting after the listing, Gu Shaoqing specially praised her.

"Stop laughing. Have you seen the castle-like building in front of the woods?" The system interrupted Mu Qingqiu's memory and pointed the way.

Mu Qingqiu: "Well... I saw it." Why do you feel that the system is a little speechless to me?

Yu: "That's the Bai family's villa."

Mu Qingqiu: "??? I thought it was a developed Disney amusement park..."

Yu: "What is Disney?"

Mu Qingqiu: ...

When Mu Qingqiu was about to drive forward, he was suddenly stopped by the security guard: "Please show me the invitation letter."

When the invitation letter was handed out from the co-pilot window, the security guard glanced into the car: "Did you drive here?"

Mu Qingqiu replied: "Yes."

"Okay. Go straight ahead and turn right."

From the car mirror, Mu Qingqiu caught a glimpse of the security guard picking up the walkie-talkie on his waist, and didn't know what he said.

I have to say that the "villa" of the Bai family is really big, and it took Mu Qingqiu a full 5 minutes from the entrance to the front of the house.

There are a lot of luxury cars parked at the main entrance. There is a starry sky-colored Lamborghini who does not know how to be rich and dazzing under the reflection of the lights, and there is also a dignified lady who is pulled down from a Porsche 356A by her partner.

"They're all rich people..." Although Mu Qingqiu doesn't know much about cars, he still knows one or two high-end brands. Besides, the car models and rare paint colors are only seen in movies, and he knows that the owner of the car is either expensive or rich .

"Isn't the car you drive cheap?" Yu complained.

Just as he was looking, a man in a black tuxedo came over, helped to open the car door, and half-bent forward made a gesture of please.

Mu Qingqiu understood, put the mobile phone on the table into his pocket, got out of the car, and let him drive to the backyard.

The bushes in the front yard are carefully arranged, and under the illumination of the street lamps, they project neat silhouettes on the ground.

Although it is winter, the garden is covered with flowers, and the lavender moonflowers are blooming like hexagrams, with a strong fragrance.There are also gold-lacquered white rose baskets hanging on the European-style lampposts. I don't know if they were specially prepared for this dinner or have always been like this.

Holding the invitation letter in hand, Mu Qingqiu stepped up the white jade steps.

There is a marble-carved bird every one meter on the handrail. The first one looks like a sparrow, and the action of lightly pecking the handrail is like eating rice, which is lively and lively.Then there are larks with open throats, thrushes that soar to the sky, and golden-waisted swallows flying low... At the end, there is a standing white crane. The white and graceful neck is slender.

The crane holds its head high, with its agate-colored beak, looking far away from the standing still crane opposite.

Luxurious.

The housekeeper confirmed the letter, and respectfully led Mu Qingqiu into the main hall.

Mu Qingqiu was about to follow, but the guests next to him were stopped.

"Sorry, formal attire is required for the dinner." Another butler half-raised his arm to stop him.

"Hey, that girl in jeans is your cousin, would you like to help bring them in?" Yu and Mu Qingqiu reminded.

Mu Qingqiu couldn't laugh or cry: "How can I help? I'm not a fairy, where can I change evening gowns for them?"

Yu: "It turns out that you are not someone who just helps out casually, so why did you help others catch thieves before the plaster was removed?"

Mu Qingqiu: "..." Isn't that by the way?

Mu Qingqiu: "By the way, where do I have an extra cousin?"

Yu: "The one at your aunt's house."

After pondering for a moment, Mu Qingqiu remembered the crying woman who entered the ward when she first came to this world.

Mu Qingqiu: "Oh... then what's her name?"

"Mu Xun. Kaoru of lavender."

Mu Qingqiu hesitated for a moment, but was still going to go directly to the main hall.

At this time, another butler came, and the other butlers immediately nodded their respects: "Butler Lin." "Manager."...

Butler Lin just nodded in return without saying anything, and walked straight to the butler on the right.

Butler Lin said to the man in a cold voice: "These are Miss's distinguished guests, so don't neglect them." Suddenly, he kindly faced these high school students, "Please follow me. Miss Yanting asked me to take you to the cloakroom. "

Mu Qingqiu raised his eyebrows and said to the system: "I don't need my help..."

Walking through the gate, it instantly becomes magnificent.

The decor is typical Baroque style.

The dark brown rhombic stone bricks are bright and clean, and the crystal chandeliers are inlaid with gold edges. People in gorgeous crowns and elegant clothes hold champagne and chat happily.

The casually dressed high school students instantly became the focus of attention.

Mu Qingqiu was behind them, and the changes of the high school students were particularly obvious after they crossed the door.

The two boys arched their backs slowly and remained silent.The other two girls lowered their heads and followed silently.

Only my cousin looked casually at the main hall and followed behind the head housekeeper calmly.

Mu Qingqiu nodded invisibly, feeling inexplicably relieved.

Mu Xun, who was born in the middle class, was able to walk in a prestigious family whose clothes didn't match her without showing timidity, probably due to her extensive knowledge.

After the butler led Mu Qingqiu into the main hall, he bowed and left.

Mu Qingqiu looked around, but didn't see Shen Menghan's figure, so he asked the male waiter for a glass of juice, and hid in a corner.

After all, in the original book, Shen Menghan attracted everyone's attention as soon as he entered the door.

There must have been restlessness at that time.

Before that, Mu Qingqiu just wanted to stay in peace.

After standing for half a quarter of an hour, Mu Qingqiu was a little tired, but he still didn't wait for Shen Menghan, but saw Meng Zijun following the housekeeper into the main hall.

After all, the male protagonist is a male protagonist, and he attracted the attention of many women as soon as he entered the door.

Mu Qingqiu was a little surprised why Meng Zijun didn't bring Shen Menghan along like in the original book.If you think about it carefully, it's probably because you don't want to be a light bulb.

Then... the one who will follow after a while should be Gu Shuang, right?Will it increase the favorability?

Mu Qingqiu looked forward to it.

However, when Mu Qingqiu saw the person behind Meng Zijun, his eyes widened instantly.

Why is he here again? !

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