She pressed Jiang He's head. The Song man thought she was jealous of Bai Shaoqi, so she deliberately took away the post of apprenticeship?
"You have to figure out first that my mother left me with the apprenticeship post," Bai Feng walked out of the library. She looked at the milk tea shop opposite. Her slightly narrowed eyes were dark and deep, and her shallow rebelliousness was clean and cold,"
Also, let alone take my things away-"
"Even if I burn, what can you do?"
Song Min on the other end of the phone was stunned.
Bai Fu lowered her head indifferently and hung up the phone with a "pop".
After thinking about it, I blocked the person.
Song Min reminded her that the two still had an engagement, so they had to find a chance to terminate it.
It's really unlucky.
Jiang He grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Bai Zi lowered her head, reached out and pinched his cheek lazily, her fingers were slender, as clear as cold jade: "You are still cute, tell me, what should I drink?"
Two minutes later.
Bai Zi was queuing in the milk tea shop opposite. There was only one milk tea shop in this place. It was time for the rest of the class, and there were a lot of people queuing up.
Jiang He didn't like crowded places, so he squatted on the side of the road waiting for her.
The first time he had a difficult problem in his life.
His good friend wanted to invite him to have milk tea.
Of course, as a condition—
Jiang He poked the black watch on his right hand, and the watch immediately showed a thin and light three-dimensional plane hanging in the air.
He clicked on WeChat, hesitated for a long time, and clicked out a line of words and sent it out-
【How to learn physics quickly】
**
Xiangcheng Center.
A Chinese-style single-street manor.
Several people were waiting on the road opposite.
"Dr. Gao, I didn't expect you to come to Xiangcheng. I only got the news yesterday." The well-dressed old man looked at the young man with a very polite attitude.
If there were other people in Xiangcheng here, they would be very surprised, because this old man was Ren Qian, the manager of Xiangcheng who often appeared in the news of Xiangcheng.
Dr. Gao is very young, not tall, and has glasses on his nose.
Hearing this, he seemed to be waiting for something, and only glanced at Ren Qian, "Yeah" without answering more.
He is sought after everywhere he is, and Ren Qian's look up like this is the norm for him.
Ren Qian heard about Dr. Gao’s itinerary today and came to see him, “Dr. Gao, I set up a table in Wanhe Building tonight. Do you think you have time?”
"Let's talk about it." Dr. Gao frowned.
"Okay, you can just say it to the assistant coach," Ren Qian expected. He came today just to show his presence, "Dr. Gao, let's go first..."
Not finished a sentence.
"Take it—" sounded.
The black car stopped at the entrance of the manor opposite.
Seeing a young man wearing a black T-shirt walking out of the car, Dr. Gao suddenly cheered up. He stood up straight and walked towards the opposite side.
Seeing Dr. Gao's attitude, Ren Qian was stunned and looked at the opposite side.
Who can make Dr. Gao wait here for two hours?
Opposite, Dr. Gao was wearing research uniforms and squeezed to the door of the manor. He followed the black young man into the door, bringing the pride he had at his age: "Young Master Jiang, you accepted other countries joining CRFS, but rejected R countries, just
Because you don’t like Chinese people, don’t you think it’s too much to participate in private emotions in international cooperation?”
The assistant just handed the letter in his hand to Jiang Fuli. Hearing this, he looked at the reckless warrior in shock.
Jiang Fuli took the letter and ignored him.
Continue to move forward, and the bodyguard blocks Dr. Gao.
Dr. Gao took advantage of the bodyguard's negligence to break free from the imprisonment. He opened his mouth wide, and his assistant's eyes turned dark. He felt something was wrong and he was about to stop it!
However, Dr. Gao's next sentence was already out, and he was mixed with anger: "Don't you remember that our school motto is that there is no border in front of scientific research? You have long forgotten your original intention!"
Silent as a cicada!
The scene was like a snow-capped mountain at an altitude of 6,000 meters. The air pressure was low and the cold wind was howling!
Jiang Fuli finally stopped. He raised his hand to stop his subordinates and looked down at the other party calmly: "Who are you?"
He asked.
Dr. Gao has been a genius since childhood and has skipped all the way. He returned from studying in R country at the age of 26. He also participated in several research projects around the world. His teacher was just named an academician last year, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a top aristocratic family in the academic circle.
He also gained a title at Jiangjing University, and all major deans in the school have to give him some thin face.
Unexpectedly, there was no name for Jiang Fuli.
He opened his mouth and spoke almost in humiliation: "Gao Jiachen."
"Gao Jiachen," Jiang Fuli nodded. He had a pair of particularly light eyes, with coldness and light lips. He asked calmly: "Why do you think I need to explain to you?"
"I..." Gao Jiachen's throat moved, and he was stunned, who had always attracted much attention. "But, you, it's hard for me to believe you like this..."
Jiang Fuli interrupted him: "Do you think your conviction is important to me?"
Gao Jiachen was shocked, and he never expected that the legendary Jiang Fuli had this kind of personality, "You..."
"But what you said makes sense. It is wrong to discriminate against them alone," Jiang Fuli slowly folded the letter in his hand, bent over, and gracefully stuffed it into Gao Jiachen's pocket. His slightly lowered eyebrows and eyes were clear and cold: "On the envelope
There is contact information from the League of Nations, and complaints are welcome."
He stood up straight, dressed in black and lonely and unkind, and walked into the house with great strides: "Tell me down his name, and if I have my projects in the future, I will block him forever."
The cell phone in my pocket rang.
Jiang Fuli lowered his eyebrows, a person who never sent a message to him -
【How to learn physics quickly】
Jiang Fuli casually found Zhang Tu and sent it over, tilting his head, "What are Jiang He doing?"
His subordinates always have the news about Jiang He, "The young master is in the library, and Mr. Ming is following him."
Jiang Fuli accidentally tapped the screen of his phone with his fingertips. His nails were trimmed cleanly and well-proportioned, and there was a morbid pale back of his hand, and he could see the infiltrated cyan blood vessels.
He nodded and didn't say anything.
Behind him, Gao Jiachen looked at Jiang Fuli's back in horror. This time he was really anxious, "Jiang Shao! Jiang..."
He wanted to catch up with Jiang Fuli, but if the bodyguard could make him successful again, he would not have to appear in front of Jiang Fuli tomorrow.
Gao Jiachen was dragged out by a bodyguard covering his mouth.
The assistant made accustomed to note the person's name.
**
Outside.
Ren Qian and the Secretary-General were still on the roadside. He watched Dr. Gao enter the manor and was soon thrown out by the people inside.
"Get into the car." Ren Qian turned around before seeing Dr. Gao.
"Old Ren, who is that person?" The Secretary-General opened the car door and asked Ren Qian to get in. He looked at the ancient building opposite, shocked and only heard Dr. Gao's words "Jiang Shao".
Crfs is a dark matter cooperation group project.
Jiangjing chose the air-raid shelter left by Xiangcheng as the foundation construction research institute, which is 2,900 meters underground and is the deepest dark matter research institute in the world. It is reviewing and accepting supporting projects.
The confidentiality is high. As the highest manager of Xiangcheng, Ren Qian does not know the specific internal list.
He contacted Dr. Gao’s assistant teacher from an acquaintance.
"I don't know, the content of the Crfs project is very confidential, the one inside..." Ren Qian thought for a while, "his surname..."
"Dr. Gao called him Young Master Jiang, his surname was Jiang..." The Secretary-General suddenly widened his eyes when he was halfway through his speech.
No wonder.
Ren Qian looked out the car window and his voice was distant, "You will contact Dr. Gao's assistant tomorrow, and I hope he doesn't see us."
The Secretary-General is not sure if Dr. Gao has seen it.
If Dr. Gao knew that they saw the other party’s embarrassing side, it would be unknown if they made friends.
"Look at it again," Ren Qian sighed lightly, remembering another thing, "Why did Shaorong suddenly ask for leave? I didn't have time to meet Dr. Gao with me today."
"He's back home," the Secretary-General lowered his head and looked through the itinerary on his notepad. "Mr. Ji said he would pick up Miss Wanxuan to see her grandfather."
Upon hearing this, Ren Qian did not express his opinion.
He was not clear about the Ji family. The Ji family only appeared at his daughter's wedding. He only cared about it: "Why go back at this point?"
In the past, I would go back during festivals.
Ji Shaorong is also an intellectual. He originally wanted to bring him here to communicate with Dr. Gao, but he asked for leave today.
Ren Qian was already dissatisfied with him, and his expression became increasingly indifferent.
"It seems like I heard that a niece is back."
"Yes." Ren Qian stopped asking about it. He was not interested in the affairs of the Ji family.
The Ji family is too common in their eyes.
The Secretary-General smiled.
When Ren Jiawei, the only daughter of the Ren family, saw Ji Shaorong, a poor boy, no one of the Ren family agreed from top to bottom, and the status difference was too big.
However, twenty years have passed, and the Ji family has been doing their best.
No one in the entire Xiangcheng even knew that Ji Shaorong, an ordinary poor boy in Qingshui Street, had successfully married into the Ren family.
Low-key and steady.
No fighting or robbing, but there is no sense of existence.
**
Jiang He's side.
He squatted on the side of the road.
Jiang Fuli responded to the message very quickly: [Picture.jpg]
There is only one picture.
Jiang He clicks on it—
The cover of Jiangjing University physics book written by someone.
“…”
Bai Feng came back and saw the blue fluorescent three-dimensional picture displayed by Jiang He's watch, and handed the milk tea to Jiang He: "What?"
Jiang He couldn't pick up the huge cup she bought with one hand, so he hugged it with both hands.
Bai Shi lowered her eyebrows and saw the cover of a book...
"Jiangjing University Physics".
"This book," Jiang He was slow and reluctant, "very powerful."
Bai Zi nodded and took out her phone to take a picture of the cover, but she turned on the camera but couldn't see the picture on the children's children's watch.
What kind of black technology is this?
The two were silent for a few seconds, and then added WeChat.
There was finally a seventh person on Jiang He's mobile phone.
The two of them were sitting on the side of the road, staring at the passing cars.
"It's amazing," Bai Zi put his hand on his knee, his fingertips slowly lit his knees, and his other long leg bent casually: "I looked at the electrical system of the vehicle. The book said that the magnetic field of the rotor can be achieved after power is turned on.
Let the stator generate alternating current, but it is still magical…”
Bai Zi was interested in everything modern, and she could imagine her electrical system by closing her eyes.
But she didn't know the principle.
These two days after studying every day, they sit on the side of the road to watch the car.
Jiang He held the milk tea and tilted his head to look at her.
"Okay," Bai Feng glanced at WeChat. When will her grandfather go back? She inserted the straw into Jiang He's milk tea, got up and patted his head, "I'm back, see you tomorrow."
She took bus No. 12.
Jiang He squatted in place, holding milk tea in his hands while drinking, while looking up at the No. 12 bus swaying away.
A car stopped quietly in front of him.
The car door opened, and the man with a buzz cut got off the driver's seat. Jiang He climbed to the back seat and spoke as the man tied his seat belt: "Uncle Ming."
Ming Dongheng didn't expect that he would speak on his own initiative. He couldn't show his gentle face with a tough guy: "What's wrong?"
Jiang He slowly said: "Can I go back with Sister Bai?"
Ming Dongheng: "?"
He had a blank expression: "...I will ask the young master for you."
The problem is, will she scare her parents to death by taking you back?
She kindly takes you to play with you, why do you want to repay kindness and revenge?
**
Qingshui Street, Ji Heng's family.
A middle-aged man stood in the yard, looking down at the brown quaint embroidery frame.
"Dad, you've been watching for half an hour," the girl sitting by the stone table wearing Xiangcheng Middle School school uniform was playing with her cell phone, very bored, "When will we go home?"
The man was wearing a black suit and heard this, he didn't look back, "Wait for your cousin to come back."
"I'm not the only cousin?" Ren Wanxuan was surprised.
She has only been to the Ji family a few times since she was a child. She is not sure about the Ji family, but she remembers that there is only one uncle and one cousin.
"Well, you have a little aunt." Ji Shaorong said concisely.
The two were talking.
Ji Heng came out of it and took a small gift box for Ren Wanxuan.
"Thank you grandpa." Ren Wanxuan smiled sweetly. She reached out to take the gift box and then put it on the stone table.
But I don't care.
Her daily necessities are customized by the Ren family. As the only daughter of the Ren family, every piece of clothing is customized by a well-known brand, but Ji Heng has to make her clothes every time he comes here.
Naturally, Ren Wanxuan looked down on her. When she took the clothes back, her mother had her put them in the warehouse, and she never wore them once.
"My little sister still has no news?" Ji Shaorong's eyes were taken back from the embroidery rack.
Frowning, he didn't know much about Ji Mulan. The other party has been arrogant since childhood and is not very compatible with him.
Ji Heng picked up the pipe, "No."
"I heard from my elder brother that her daughter is going to come here?" Ji Shaorong stopped asking Ji Mulan about this.
“…”
Ren Wanxuan listened to the two of them talking in a random manner, and listened roughly.
This relative is two years older than her and is now in her third year of high school.
After hearing a little, she didn't care. She picked up her phone and chatted with her friends for a while, and raised her eyebrows-
[Senior brother, do you think...will she just want to turn around when she heard that my grandfather was Ren Qian?]