Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 350

 Chapter 350 351 Return to Beicheng! Whose surname does Xingjiang District have?

 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, the golden patterns disappeared, and her aura was always gentle and charming. She sighed helplessly, "Okay, just be happy."

Ming Dongheng, who was sitting next to the driver's seat, didn't dare to look around and just pretended that 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.

Hand 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.

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

 Looks familiar.

The principal's eyebrows twitched, and he gave a careless look, "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 also called Yang back."

 Academic Affairs Office.

Ning Xiao and Yang Lin are all here.

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 next to me.

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

“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?"

At that time, he was the school president of Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School and a popular student. The principal was deeply impressed by him.

 “Lucky, lucky.”

The principal just wanted to say that you are really awesome for being admitted to the University of Political Science and Law, so you don't have 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 who were waiting in the office all came out.

Cooperate with the photographer to take photos.

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

Jiang University doesn't want to fight for it?

Lu Lingxi doesn't know.

Until Yang Lin came over after taking the photo 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 after Bai Zian and his group went to Jiangjing to attend university, they became more and more difficult to understand.

Yang Lin was standing next to Lu Lingxi.

　　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 phone calls, so Xia Peiyu gave Yang Lin his previously eliminated phone.

Xia Peiyu has already replied to her message on the phone—

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

Yang Lin finished reading and planned to go to the market later to buy some gibberellin and send it 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 before taking out her mobile phone and dialing a number.

 At the campus gate.

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

Yang's mother followed the middle-aged man, raising her neck to look for Yang Lin in the crowd.

Yang Lin has fair skin and wears glasses, so she doesn'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 comb 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.

  It is not very fierce.

But a few tall young men, 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, it was Xu Nanjing, asking about uranium extraction from Haihai River in Ningxiao. He seemed to have heard Zhang Shize's voice. He paused briefly and asked, "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 one hand, and put his free hand on 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 any longer. The room reserved for Bai Qianjiang and Fuli is still on the third floor, and their room is next door.

 Jiang He did not follow.

In the past few days, I've been following Ji Heng, carrying a chessboard, and killing all the old and young in the alley.

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

 Bai Qian 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.

　　This time when they came to Beicheng, Bai Qian also prepared some tobacco for them.

She called Zhou Wenbo from the front. The call came so suddenly that Zhou Wenbo had no 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 to the room where Bai Qian lived, and stepped aside to let the two of them in.

 Just finished a phone call with Zhou Wenbo.

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

Bai Zian stood in the living room of the suite, watching Jiang Fuli 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, and on the third floor, he could only see the scenery downstairs of the hotel.

 He took a step back.

Turning back to look 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 had not stayed in Jiangjing Laboratory.

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

Jiang Fuli took a look, narrowed his narrow eyes, slowly walked over, 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 Father Song stood up, stretched out their hands to Lin Guangxu, and introduced themselves: "Hello, Mr. Lin, I am Bai Qiming."

Lin Guangxu greeted politely, "Both President Bai and Song must know our Xuankang plan in Beicheng. This is the first time 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 Asia's leading pharmaceutical company.

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

Beside him, a young waitress was refilling Lin Guangxu's 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 was worried that Miss Bai was coming.

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

Bai Qiming and Father Song put Lin Guangxu in the car and waited to leave. Father Song looked back at Bai Qiming in surprise, "Who is the highest executor of Xuankang?"

"I don't know," Bai Qiming retracted his gaze 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 its strong background.

 The two of them 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 Qian 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 Zian calmly. He handed over the gift bag after hearing the words.

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 next to 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, they are the sects I told you.” Zhou Wenqing said.

Zhou Wenbo naturally knew some things about their academic world, and Dean Xiang was a top sect member. “Yes, you mentioned that Dean Xiang.”

"He is no longer the president," 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?”

 Beicheng.

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 manager of the investment department.

 The three of them were chatting animatedly.

 At half past three.

“Are you here?” The investment manager received a call from his assistant, stood up quickly, 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! !

　　(End of this chapter)

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