MTL - Kicked Out of the Rich Family at the Beginning-Chapter 6 00 Equal treatment of Jiang Fuli
Chapter 6 006 No Discrimination Jiang Fuli
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Bai Po laughed out of anger.
It can be regarded as knowing who the person opposite is.
She pressed Jiang He's head. This Song person thought she was jealous of Bai Shaoqi, so he deliberately took away the invitation card?
"First of all, you have to be clear. My mother left me the letter of apprenticeship," Bai Po walked out of the library. She looked at the milk tea shop opposite her, her slightly narrowed eyes were dark and deep, clean and glamorous, with a superficial surly expression, " Also, my things, don't say I take them away—"
"Even if I burn, what can you do?"
Song Ming on the other end of the phone was taken aback.
Bai Po bowed his head indifferently, and hung up the phone with a "snap".
After thinking about it, he blocked the person again.
This Song Min reminded her that the two still have an engagement, and they have to find a chance to break it off.
Really unlucky.
Jiang He grabbed the corner of her clothes.
Bai Po bowed his head, stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek lazily, his fingers were slender and as cold as jade: "You are still cute, tell me, what do you want to drink?"
Two minutes later.
Bai Po was queuing at the milk tea shop opposite. There was only one milk tea shop in this place. It was time for get off work and get out of class, and there were quite a lot of people queuing.
Jiang He didn't like crowded places, so he squatted on the side of the road and waited for her.
He had a problem for the first time in his life.
His good friend wants to invite him to drink 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 thin three-dimensional plane in the air.
He clicked on WeChat, hesitated for a long time, clicked a line and sent it—
【How to learn physics quickly】
**
Xiangcheng Center.
A Chinese-style single-family manor.
A few people were waiting on the opposite side of the road.
"Dr. Gao, I didn't expect you to come to Xiangcheng. I just got the news yesterday." The well-dressed old man looked at the young man with a very polite attitude.
If there are other people from Xiangcheng here, I will be very surprised, because this old man is Ren Qian, the manager of Xiangcheng who often appears in Xiangcheng news.
Dr. Gao is very young, not tall, with glasses on the bridge of his nose.
Hearing this, he seemed to be waiting for something, he only glanced at Ren Qian, said "um" without further answer.
He is sought after no matter where he is, and Ren Qian's looking up is normal for him.
Ren Qian heard about Dr. Gao's schedule today, so he came to meet him specially, "Dr. Gao, I set up a table in Wanhe Building tonight. Do you have time?"
"Let's talk." Dr. Gao frowned.
"Okay, just talk to the teaching assistant when you have time," Ren Qian expected his answer, he came today just to show his presence, "Then Dr. Gao, let's go first..."
A sentence is not finished.
There was a sound of "stab--".
The black car stopped at the entrance of the opposite manor.
Seeing the young man in a black T-shirt get out of the car, Dr. Gao suddenly cheered up. He stood up straight and strode towards the opposite side.
Seeing Dr. Gao's attitude, Ren Qian was taken aback and looked across.
Who made Dr. Gao wait here for two hours?
On the opposite side, Dr. Gao was wearing a research uniform and squeezed to the gate of the manor. He followed the black T youth through the door, with the pride of his age: "Jiang Shao, you accepted other countries to join CRFS, but rejected country R, just Because you don't like people from country R, don't you think it's too childish to involve your personal emotions in international cooperation?"
The assistant just handed over the letter to Jiang Fuli, when he heard this, he looked at this reckless warrior in shock.
Jiang Fuli took the letter and ignored him.
Continue to move forward, but the bodyguard blocks Dr. Gao.
Dr. Gao took advantage of the negligence of the bodyguards and broke free from the confinement. He opened his mouth wide, and the assistant's eyes went dark. He felt something was wrong and wanted to stop it!
However, Dr. Gao’s next sentence came out. His sarcasm was mixed with anger: “Don’t you remember that our school motto is scientific research without borders? You have already forgotten your original intention!”
Silence like a chilling cicada!
The scene was like falling into a snow mountain at an altitude of 6,000 meters, the air pressure was low, and the cold wind was howling and piercing!
Jiang Fuli finally stopped, he raised his hand to stop his subordinates, and calmly looked down at them: "Who are you?"
he asks.
Dr. Gao has been a genius since he was a child, skipping grades all the way. At the age of 26, he returned from studying in country R and participated in several research projects around the world. His teacher just became an academician last year. It is not an exaggeration to describe him as a top figure in the academic circle.
Resume is also well-known in Jiangjing University, and the deans in the school will give him a little bit of face.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Fuli didn't even have a name.
He opened his mouth, almost humiliated: "Gao Jiachen."
"Gao Jiachen," Jiang Fuli nodded. He has a pair of extremely shallow eyes, full of coldness, and light lips. He calmly asked, "Why do you think I need to explain to you?"
"I..." Gao Jiachen's throat twitched, and he, who has always been the focus of attention, was dumbfounded, "But, you, you are like this, it's hard for me to believe you..."
Jiang Fuli interrupted him: "Do you think your conviction is important to me?"
Gao Jiachen was stunned, completely unexpected that the legendary Jiang Fuli had such a personality, "You..."
"But what you said makes sense. It's wrong to discriminate against them alone." Jiang Fuli folded the letter in his hand slowly, bent down, and stuffed it gracefully into Gao Jiachen's pocket. There is contact information for the International League, and complaints are welcome."
He stood up straight, dressed in black, cold and unfriendly, and strode into the house: "Write down his name, there will be my project in the future, and block him forever."
The phone in his pocket rang.
Jiang Fuli lowered his eyebrows, it was a person who never sent a message sent him a message—
【How to learn physics quickly】
Jiang Fuli casually found a picture and sent it over, tilting his head, "What is Jiang He doing?"
The subordinates always have the news of Jiang He, "The young master is in the library, and Mr. Ming is following him."
Jiang Fuli tapped the phone screen unintentionally with his fingertips, his nails were neatly trimmed, and the back of his hand was morbidly pale, and the infiltrating blue blood vessels could be seen faintly.
He nodded and didn't speak again.
Behind him, Gao Jiachen looked at Jiang Fuli's back in horror, this time he was really anxious, "Young Master Jiang! Jiang..."
He wants to catch up with Jiang Fuli, but if the bodyguard can let him succeed once, then he won't have to show up in front of Jiang Fuli tomorrow.
Gao Jiachen was dragged out by the bodyguard covering her mouth.
The assistant took note of the person's name.
**
Outside.
Ren Qian and the Secretary-General were still on the side of the road. He watched Dr. Gao enter the manor, and was quickly thrown out by the people inside.
"Get in the car." Ren Qian turned around before seeing Dr. Gao.
"Mr. Ren, who is that man?" The secretary-general opened the car door and let Ren Qian get in the car. He looked at the ancient building opposite, clicked his tongue in astonishment, and could barely hear Dr. Gao's words "Young Master Jiang".
CRFS is a project of the Dark Matter Cooperation Group.
Jiangjing chose the air-raid shelter left by Xiangcheng as the basis for the construction of the research institute. It is 2,900 meters underground and is the deepest dark matter research institute in the world. The supporting projects are being reviewed and accepted.
The degree of confidentiality is high. As the top manager of Xiangcheng, Ren Qian does not know the specific internal list.
He only got in touch with Dr. Gao's assistant through an acquaintance.
"I don't know, the CRFS project has a high level of confidentiality. The person inside..." Ren Qian thought for a while, "His last name..."
"Dr. Gao called him Young Master Jiang, his surname is Jiang..." the Secretary-General suddenly widened his eyes in the middle of speaking.
No wonder.
Ren Qian looked out the car window with a distant voice, "You can contact Dr. Gao's teaching assistant tomorrow, and hope he doesn't see us."
The Secretary-General is not sure whether Dr. Gao saw it.
If Dr. Gao knew that they saw each other's embarrassing side, it would be unknown to make friends.
"Let's look at it again," Ren Qian sighed, remembering another thing, "Why did Shao Rong ask for leave suddenly? I don't have time to meet Dr. Gao with me today."
"He's gone home," the Secretary-General looked down at the itinerary in the notepad, "Mr. Ji said he would take Miss Wanxuan to see her grandpa."
Hearing this, Ren Qian didn't comment.
He is not clear about the affairs of the Ji family. The Ji family only appeared once at his daughter's wedding. He only cares about one thing: "Why go back at this time?"
In the past, I would only go back during the holidays.
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, but now his expression became more and more indifferent.
"It seems that I heard that a niece has returned."
"Yeah." Ren Qian didn't bother to ask anymore, he was not interested in the affairs of the Ji family.
The Ji family is too ordinary in their eyes.
The secretary-general smiled.
When Ren Jiawei, the only daughter of the Ren family, fell in love with Ji Shaorong, a poor boy, no one from the top to the bottom of the Ren family agreed.
However, over the past twenty years, the Ji family has always done their duty.
No one in Xiangcheng even knew that Ji Shaorong, an ordinary poor boy from Qingshui Street, had successfully married into the Ren family.
Low-key and quiet.
Do not fight or grab, but there is no sense of existence.
**
Jiang He's side.
He squatted on the side of the road.
Jiang Fuli replied very quickly: [Picture.JPG]
Only one picture.
Jiang He clicked on—
The cover of the physics book of Jiangjing University that someone participated in writing.
"..."
Bai Po came back and saw the blue fluorescent three-dimensional picture displayed on Jiang He's watch, and handed the milk tea to Jiang He: "What?"
The super large cup she bought, Jiang He couldn't hold it with one hand, so he held it with two hands.
Bai Po lowered his eyebrows and saw the cover of a book...
"Physics of Jiangjing University".
"This book," Jiang He said slowly, with a reluctant expression, "it's very powerful."
Bai Po nodded, and took out his phone to take a picture of the cover, but he turned on the camera but couldn't see the picture on the kid's watch.
What kind of black technology is this? ?
The two were silent for a few seconds, and then added WeChat.
Jiang He finally had a seventh person on his phone.
The two of them were sitting on the side of the road, staring intently at the passing cars.
"It's amazing," Bai Ke put his hands on his knees, tapped his fingers unhurriedly, and bent his other long leg casually: "I read the electrical system of the vehicle, and the book says that the magnetic field of its rotor can Let the stator generate alternating current, but it's still magic..."
Bai Po is interested in everything in modern times, she can imagine her electrical system when she closes her eyes.
But she doesn't know the principle.
In the past two days, the two sat on the side of the road and watched the car after studying every day.
Jiang He held the milk tea and tilted his head to look at her.
"Okay," Bai Po glanced at WeChat, and grandpa asked her when she would go back. She inserted the straw into Jiang He's milk tea, got up and patted his head, "I'm going back, see you tomorrow."
She took the No. 12 bus.
Jiang He squatted on the spot, holding milk tea in both hands while drinking, while looking up at the No. 12 bus staggering away.
A car stopped in front of him silently.
The car door opened, and the inch-cut man got out of the driver's seat. Jiang He climbed to the back seat, and when the man was fastening his seat belt, he said, "Uncle Ming."
Ming Dongheng didn't expect that he would take the initiative to speak, his tough face couldn't show tenderness: "What's wrong?"
Jiang He said slowly: "Can I go back with Sister Bai?"
Ming Dongheng: "?"
He was expressionless: "...I will help you ask the young master."
The problem is, taking you back will scare her parents to death, right?
She kindly took you to play, why do you want to avenge your kindness?
**
Qingshui Street, Ji Heng's home.
A middle-aged man stood in the yard, looking down at the simple brown embroidery frame.
"Dad, you've been watching for half an hour," the girl in the uniform of Xiangcheng Middle School sitting at the stone table played with her mobile phone, very bored, "When shall we go home?"
The man was wearing a black suit. Hearing this, he didn't look back, "Wait for your cousin to come back."
"I'm not just a cousin?" Ren Wanxuan was surprised.
She has only been to Ji's house a few times since she was a child. She doesn't know anything about Ji's house, but she remembers that there is only one uncle and one cousin.
"Well, you have an aunt." Ji Shaorong said concisely.
The two were talking.
Ji Heng came out from inside, and he took a small gift box to 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 in my heart.
Her daily necessities are all custom-made by the Ren family. As the only daughter of the Ren family, every piece of clothing is custom-made by a well-known brand, but Ji Heng has to make clothes for her every time she comes here.
Ren Wanxuan naturally didn't like it. Her mother put the clothes in the warehouse after taking them back, and she never wore them once.
"Your sister still has no news?" Ji Shaorong looked away from the embroidery frame.
Frowning, he doesn't know much about Ji Mulan, she has an arrogant personality since she was a child, and she doesn't get along well with him.
Ji Heng picked up the cigarette pouch, "No."
"I heard from elder brother that her daughter is going to be transferred here?" Ji Shaorong stopped asking Ji Mulan about it.
"..."
Ren Wanxuan listened to the two talking one after another, and got a rough idea.
This relative is two years older than her and is now a senior in high school.
She listened a bit, but didn't care, picked up her phone and chatted with her friend for a while, raised her eyebrows—
【Senior brother, tell me...would she have heard that my grandfather was Ren Qian, so she wanted to turn around? 】
She typed to ask.
After reading, go to bed early, good night~
(end of this chapter)
