Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning Chapter 65

  Chapter 65 065 Ah Su: You idiots, play by yourself (second update)

   "Who?" Minister Xu leaned over to take a look.

   Only see the word "白蔹".

  He was just transferred today, and he was notified to be in charge of the Book Association. This position was directly given to him by the director, and Minister Xu hardly knew him.

  In addition to Ren Wanxuan, I have also heard of "Qiu Boqing".

  Don't mention the name "Bai Po", he has never heard of the surname "Bai" in Xiangcheng, but he still asked a question out of caution—

   "You know her?"

  Ren Wanxuan said lightly: "My father's niece."

  Ren Wanxuan's father?

  Minister Xu has never heard of her father's name, but only knows that Ren Jiawei recruited someone to marry him.

   "I see," Minister Xu immediately knew, "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 friendly.

  Minister Xu smiled, it wasn't the first time he had done this kind of thing.

  He took office as a new official, and 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 place to eat is in Xu En's rented small bungalow. Xu En has always been able to ease the atmosphere. He opened the topic: "Why didn't Ah Po come today?"

   "Ah Su, she had something to do two days ago," Shen Qing was a little embarrassed about the situation, but Ji Heng, Ji Shaojun and the two have never been talkative people, "I have to make up lessons today, and I am a little busy."

  She naturally wouldn't say that Bai Po didn't want to come here.

   Expressed very clearly, Bai Po didn't go to school two days ago.

   Opposite Shen Qing, Ji Mulan held the chopsticks and only subconsciously glanced at Xu En.

Xu En didn't care, he knew about Bai Po's grades, so he brought up the topic lightly: "The day is temporarily set at 12.20 of the lunar calendar, which is close to the Chinese New Year, and Ah Po is also on holiday, and you will all have time to participate when the time comes. The wedding can still be spent in Jiangjing for a few days."

  Bringing up the wedding date, Ji Mulan's expression softened.

   This is the day they counted together.

  Ji Heng put down his chopsticks, and he took out the cigarette stick. He didn't smoke, and rubbed the stick with calloused hands, looking at Xu En: "Does your family know about this?"

  He was referring to Xu En's mother.

   "I moved out, and I told them in advance," Xu En smiled, not caring, "Life is our own after all, and if Ah Sao passes by, he can live with us."

  Xu En has 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 got up: "Miss Xu?"

  At the dinner table, after Xu En left, Shen Qing felt less depressed.

   After about a few minutes, Xu Encai went downstairs with his mobile phone.

   Followed by a woman in a white dress.

  She has a delicate face, but her complexion is not very good.

   "Sorry, I have to send someone off," Xu En apologized, and then explained to Ji Heng, "Miss Xu said that something happened to the Chinese Calligraphy Association and she was in a hurry to go back. I will send her out."

   "Chinese Calligraphy Association?" Shen Qing had never heard of this term before, subconsciously asked.

   She has at most heard of calligraphy and painting.

  Although Ji Mulan didn't introduce Xu En, she also knew that the woman behind Xu En was not an ordinary person. After all, Xu En's attitude was respectful.

  Xu En didn't intend to introduce Xu Yajun to them either.

   "This..." Xu En also found out for the first time that someone didn't know the Chinese Calligraphy Association. He was stunned for a while and didn't know how to explain it.

  Ji Mulan couldn't help pursing her lips, and glanced at Shen Qing.

  Xu Yajun glanced at Shen Qing indifferently, the gaze didn't mean anything else, it just made Shen Qing feel a little stinging: "Uncle Xu, I'm in a hurry to go back to Jiangjing."

   "Okay." Xu En took the car keys and nodded towards Ji Heng.

   And signaled to Ji Mulan to entertain the Ji family and his party well.

  After Xu En and Xu Yajun left, Shen Qing turned to Ji Shaojun: "Did I not talk just now?"

  She is just a very ordinary, ordinary philistine woman.

  Shao Jun is quite used to it for so many years, he shook his head, expressing that it is fine.

  Ji Mulan's complexion turned cold, she looked at Shen Qing and Ji Shaojun.

   Laughed out of anger.

   "It just so happened that he wasn't here," Ji Heng lit his cigarette pipe, and the smoke rose thinly, blurring his eyes, "Let me remind you, don't force Azao too hard."

  Ji Mulan looked at Ji Heng smoking a big cigarette.

A flash of white hair flashed in her mind, and she only made an association for a moment, "Isn't it for her? I forced her? She used to listen to me a lot, but look at what she learned when she came to Xiangcheng !"

   Ji Mulan is an exquisite self-interested person, and never feels that there is a problem with herself.

   "What do you mean she came to Xiangcheng to learn something?" Shen Qing became domineering as soon as his temper came up, "I don't know how many times she is more sensible than you, is she worthy of being called you..."

  The next few words she said were somewhat 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 heaving violently.

  Ji Shaojun hurriedly stopped Shen Qing, not letting her continue cursing, "That's it for today, think about Ah Su carefully, let's go home first."

   Ji Mulan sent the three of them out with a cold face, sat in the hall and began to wonder if it was right to come back this time.

  When Xu En came back after sending Xu Yajun off, Ji Heng and the three had already left for a long time.

   Xu En felt a very familiar smell of nicotine in the air, he sniffed it, and then asked, "Your dad and the others gone?"

   This smell of smoke is really familiar.

   "Yes." Ji Mulan didn't want to mention them too much, seeing Xu En standing there, "What's wrong?"

   "What kind of opium does your dad smoke?" Xu En pondered for a while.

  Jimulan 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 doesn't matter, and asked another thing, "Do you know Blackwater Street?"

  Heishui Street is on the other side of the river. Ji Mulan knew there when he was a child, but he didn't know much: "It's messy, what happened?"

"Someone competed with me first." As soon as the Xiangcheng tourism plan came out, most people were planning to come here, and Xu Ensheng's news in the circle was fast. "Mr. Ren's secretary said that there seems to be a bar behind those people... no What's the trouble..."

   Knowing each other for so long, this is the first time Ji Mulan sees Xu En worrying.

   She was really surprised.

  There are people in Heishui Street that Jiang Jing can't afford?

  Bai Po received news from Qiu Xuezheng on his way back to Qingshui Street.

   One is to accept the award.

  Second is the opening ceremony of the Calligraphy Association this Saturday.

  She must be there.

  Bai Po leaned against the back of the chair, subconsciously pointing at the screen with his fingertips—

  【What, you want me to go in person? 】

  To be honest, Bai Po felt embarrassed to accept the award with some people who hadn't systematically practiced soft pen calligraphy.

   Qiu Xuezheng: 【…】

   Qiu Xuezheng: [I asked for you, but I can't collect it on my behalf]

  Bai Po is very straightforward: [Then I don't want it anymore]

   Qiu Xuezheng: [? ? ? ? 】

   Qiu Xuezheng: [Do you know what you are talking about? ! 】

   "Hey," Bai Po returned to a state of indifference, she tilted her head lazily, "...isn't this also illegal?"

  Jiang Fuli finished processing a page of documents.

  Hearing words like "peaceful" and "criminal" being frequently mentioned by someone, 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, his finger holding the pen was very cold, many possibilities flashed through his mind, he was very calm, "tell me first."

  Bai Po turned off the phone, unhurriedly took off the slightly loose hairpin, and reinserted it, "It's the Chinese Calligraphy Association."

  She said briefly.

  Jiang Fuli was slightly relieved, this is a trivial matter, his eyes stopped for a while on the hairpin behind her head, and his tone was flat: "I'll ask someone to help you."

   "Can you take the collar?" Bai Po smoothed his sleeves and raised his eyebrows.

   "Small things." Jiang Fuli replied unhurriedly.

  The car arrives at Qingshui Street.

  Bai Po got out of the car, and Jiang He wanted to follow.

  Jiang Fuli carried it back with two fingers.

  Jiang He kicked his legs.

  Finally depressed.

  Jiang Fuli stood tall and tall by the side of the car, watching Bai Po go back. After returning to the car again, he calmly took out his phone and found a person's WeChat—

  【Go to receive an award】

  The other side of the phone.

  Jiang Xijue was a little dazed. He rubbed his temples. He felt that there might be a problem with his overtime work. He ticked his finger at the executive director beside him: "Read this message from Mr. Jiang."

  The director became numb when he saw that note.

  He bit the bullet and read it.

   "Ah," Jiang Xijue murmured and looked up, "I'm blind."

  The next day, Lu Lingxi took Yang Lin back to school.

   Not much has changed.

  Bai Po sat in his seat, watched Yang Lin for a long time, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Ju—

  【Help me check someone. 】

  She remembered that Bureau Chen was from the Yamen.

Saturday.

  The final address of the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association was selected next to the waterwheel of the Xiangcheng City Tower, where there is a well-preserved ancient building.

  Bai Po came early after knowing the address. She stood in front of the high threshold and looked up at the old building.

   His eyes were dark and cold.

   It should have been renovated many times, but it can still be seen 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 sandbox is still there.

   Today, bright red silk and satin are hung on the porch and promenade.

  There are two rows of firecrackers and fireworks at the gate, and the staff coming and going are beaming.

  The hem of the clothes was gently pulled.

   Bai Po lowered his head, and saw Jiang He looking up at her.

  Bai Po reached out and rubbed his head.

   "Miss Bai," Ming Dongheng held the car key and said respectfully, "I'll wait for you outside, young master, I'm sorry to trouble you."

  Bai Po led Jiang He in, walked across the corridor, and saw the sign office on the left at a glance.

  A long row of tables was set up, covered with tecolored tablecloths, and the hostess lady had a gentle and perfect smile, "Hello, guest, sign in here."

  She gently took out the sign-in sheet, and handed Bai Po a pen.

   Ask Bai Po to sign.

  Bai Po arrived early, she saw a long sign-in form, no one signed in, and no guests came.

   His eyes swept from top to bottom.

  But I didn't see my name.

   "Hello," the hostess was surprised, and she quickly took the sign-in form: "Which guest are you, I will help you find it."

   "No, it's not there," Bai Po knew at a glance that her name was not there, "I'll 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 came in with a middle-aged man talking and laughing.

   I saw this scene from a distance.

   "Minister Xu," the Miss Etiquette said, "I can't find the name of this guest. I'm checking to see if I missed anything."

  Minister Xu looked at Bai Po, and instantly realized who this person was.

  He could not help but turn to the Secretary-General.

  The Secretary-General's eyes touched the white scorpion, and the smile disappeared instantly.

  He stood on the threshold, looked at Bai Po, and said, "Miss Bai, I know you have a good body, so it must be very important for you to enter the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association?"

  Ordinary people in Xiangcheng cannot worship famous teachers like Ren Wanxuan.

  Minister Xu stood beside the Secretary-General, looking up at the sky.

  The hostess lady just now seemed to understand something, she lowered her head and stepped back quickly.

  Bai Po hung up the phone slowly, looked up, her clear face was reflected in the sky blue dress, "Well, and then."

"You're quite interesting now," the secretary-general looked at Bai Po, and was silent for a while. He now had mixed feelings about Bai Po, and said quietly, "You recorded the promotional video for Miss, right? If you promise to let our lady revisit the promotional video I will ask Minister Xu to put you on the list again."

  He doesn't care about what happened before, Bai Jianhui Liang Tiren Qian will know sooner or later.

   "Give it to her?" Bai Po narrowed his eyes.

  The secretary-general just wanted to praise Bai Po for being sensible, but Bai Po's unhurried three words came over his head in the next second: "Is she worthy?"

   "You—" the Secretary-General stared at Bai Po with dark eyes, "You are just dogs wagging their tails behind the Ren family's ass, Mr. Ren respects you, you really think of yourself as something!"

  Beside him, Minister Xu was taken aback by the Secretary-General's tone.

  The Ren family is in Xiangcheng, and they really say what they say.

   I just don't know how this girl provoked the Secretary-General.

   Fortunately, Ren Wanxuan was not rejected yesterday, Minister Xu wiped off his sweat, otherwise the secretary-general would have to slander Ren Qian.

Bai Po stood under the corridor, her almond eyes were very clear and deep, reflecting the reflection of the rockery in front of her, she sneered and looked at the Secretary-General: "You think that giving me a quota will be a great help to me? Don't you?" Do you really think that I really want to join the Book Association?"

  The Secretary-General frowned, not understanding what she meant.

   "Tired," Bai Po glanced at the Secretary-General, "You idiots, play by yourself."

  She took Jiang He and turned to go out.

   Good morning boys

   Almost all the items around the event have been sent out. The figure teacher is not ready yet, so it will be slower. Everyone else, pay attention to the express delivery, see you tomorrow!

  (end of this chapter)

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