Senior Brother Ye took the list, paused, and raised his head slightly: "Okay, Junior Sister, do you have anything to do tonight?"

Being in the same laboratory, Senior Brother Ye naturally knew that Qin Ran was very busy recently.

"Something happened. I might not be able to make it back in time." Qin Ran looked down at her phone and pulled her scarf up a little. Her voice was a little unclear.

The Qin family's preliminary selection will be held at 7 o'clock in the evening. After all, it is a selection of a large family and is very formal.

Generally, the heirs of large families would be trained by special people according to the selection requirements. The fourth master of the Qin family was specially trained. The difficulty of the selection process varied, and the one he set for Qin Ling was the highest difficulty.

Senior Brother Ye stood up and sent Qin Ran out.

Then I sat down at my seat and continued eating with my roommate.

The roommate held the chopsticks and looked in the direction Qin Ran left. Then he turned around and looked at Senior Brother Ye expressionlessly, slamming the chopsticks on the table. “Fuck, Ye Mingqiao, Qin Ran is your junior sister, why didn’t you tell us? Are you happy to see us talking about her in the dormitory group?!”

I felt quite sympathetic towards Brother Ye just now, but now when my roommate looked at him, there was no sympathy at all on his face.

He asked Senior Brother Ye several questions.

...

...

The entertainment industry is actually very realistic. If a person does not appear in the news for a long time, he or she will gradually be forgotten by netizens and will lose his or her so-called popularity.

Qin Ran is not a hot topic right now, but her popularity has remained high for only a month.

After asking, the roommate looked at the list that Senior Brother Ye had placed on the table, "What project did she give you?"

Senior Brother Ye picked up the chopsticks and glanced over there, "I don't know."

"Let me see." The roommate was a little excited and stopped eating. He picked up the list and turned over the white paper cover.

Next was Brother Ye’s basic report, and then a registration form. My roommate read out the title: “Nuclear Reactor Research Project, ICNE Final…”

He was reading excitedly at first, but when he got to this point, he suddenly couldn't continue.

He just raised his head and looked at Senior Brother Ye who was eating in confusion, "Did I read it wrong, Ye Mingqiao, you...read it again yourself..."

The roommate returned the registration form to Senior Brother Ye.

Senior Brother Ye's hand, which was holding the chopsticks and eating calmly, suddenly stopped.

He directly took the registration form from Senior Brother Ye.

Senior Brother Ye naturally knew that Qin Ran would participate in the ICNE competition next month. Later, when Qin Ran said that she had a teacher, Senior Brother Ye guessed that it was her teacher who helped her reserve a spot for the foreign team in another team.

But now...

Senior Brother Ye lowered his head and looked at the last line.

Team leader: Qin Ran

Team members: Nan Huiyao, Chu Heng...

This entire team belongs to Qin Ran?

The roommate sat in his seat and thought about life for a while, then turned around to look at the table in Senior Brother Ye's hand. He was sure that he had not seen it wrong, "Ye Mingqiao, don't look at it anymore. I've confirmed it for you. It's the ICNE finals. She really can't use common sense to speculate..."

The roommate never said "it's a pity" on behalf of Senior Brother Ye again.

The ICNE finals are attended by top domestic teams in the field of laboratory research and doctoral degree candidates every year, and they are led and trained by dedicated teachers.

Compared to this, Senior Brother Ye’s previous space thruster was just a hair on a cow’s leg.

The difference between the two is like that between watermelon and sesame seeds, which can be ignored.

**

This way.

Qin Ran walked out of the door, and Cheng Mu's car stopped not far away.

He had been paying attention to the direction of the gate. When he saw Qin Ran coming out, he immediately got out of the car and opened the back door. "There may be some traffic jams right now."

Cheng Mu glanced at the rearview mirror.

The laboratory is not particularly far from the Qin family headquarters. Under normal circumstances, it can be reached in half an hour by car.

But it was six o'clock, rush hour, and Cheng Mu would still be stuck in traffic even if he took a detour.

Qin Ran took out the headphones from her backpack and put them on. She said carelessly and wearily, "Call me when we get there."

She was leaning against the back of her chair, holding up the car window with one hand. The hood of her coat was pulled on her head, so her face could not be seen clearly.

The black headphone wire slid down to the white collar as she moved.

Cheng Mu didn't know why Qin Ran was going to the Qin family headquarters today. He saw Qin Ran fell asleep in the rearview mirror. He reached out to turn up the temperature and turned off the music in the car. He drove quietly to the main road.

The cell phone in front of me rang.

Cheng Mu took a look and saw that it was Cheng Juan.

He directly pressed the Bluetooth headset on his ear and said in a serious voice: "Master Juan."

Cheng Juan took off his gloves and threw them on the table. He said in a low voice, "Did you get someone?"

Cheng Mu glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Just got in the car, we're already on the road."

Cheng Juan stood at the gate of the ancient museum, watching the lights around him gradually light up.

After a long while, he lowered his brows and said, "Okay."

Behind him, Cheng Jin pushed his glasses down and stepped forward: "Master Juan, it's time to go. The hall masters..."

Cheng Juan was playing with his phone and didn't say anything.

After a long while, he held the phone, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Let's go to the Qin family first."

At nearly seven o'clock, Cheng Juan's car stopped beside the Qin headquarters building.

"Master Juan?" Cheng Mu, who was sitting in the driver's seat of another car, saw the car parked beside him and opened the driver's door in surprise.

Cheng Juan got out of the back seat and looked at the Qin Building, his very long eyelashes drooping. He stood in the cold wind, his figure upright, but without the lazy curl of the past, he seemed too cold.

He looked at the spot for a long while before looking away and looking at Cheng Jin, his brows were calm: "Give me the key, I will go to the airport by myself."

Cheng Jin immediately handed his key to Cheng Juan.

Cheng Juan drove the car towards the airport.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Mu dared to ask only after the oppressive aura disappeared.

Cheng Jin touched his nose and turned sideways. "After the Xu family opened up the lifeline of Continent M, several major families were ready to move. The Cheng family even held many meetings on this. The second hall master and the first hall master went to Continent M a few days ago, and there was no news yesterday. I heard that the eldest young master is still looking for Ouyang Wei and wants to check the news of those two people..."

If 129 can take action, especially those senior members, they will definitely get the news.

It is difficult for intermediate members like Ouyang Wei, who are not members who specialize in taking orders.

Cheng Juan's trip to Continent M would take at least ten days.

"Don't tell Miss Qin about the Cheng family's affairs." Cheng Jin instructed Cheng Mu, "Master Juan said she is too busy recently. It seems that she has to participate in some competition next month..."

Cheng Mu nodded, "Don't worry!"

**

This way.

Qin family headquarters.

Qin Ran had already entered the gate. It was already night, but the headquarters was still brightly lit and people were working.

She took out the card, which was given to her by Cheng Mu by Butler Qin, and entered the elevator. She pressed the twelfth floor.

Large conference room on the 12th floor.

There was a long table in the middle, where Fourth Master Qin, the shareholders, Butler Qin and Qin Xiuchen were all sitting upright.

Most people are accompanied by secretaries.

"Butler Qin, why hasn't the eldest lady come yet? Have you told her the time clearly?" Ah Wen stood between Butler Qin and Qin Xiuchen, whispering to Butler Qin.

Butler Qin has always been in charge of Qin Ran's matter.

Qin Xiuchen did not interfere too much. Firstly, he did not understand the procedures very well, and secondly, he was... ashamed.

After Qin Ling woke up, he should have gone to Continent M to film, but he never went, waiting for Qin Ran to finish the election.

Butler Qin also looked down at the time on his phone. It was six fifty-eight. He had been planning to fight to the death today, and now he was a little anxious. "I specifically told the young lady the time, and even asked Mr. Cheng Mu to tell me several times. Mr. Cheng Mu wouldn't have forgotten, right..."

“Probably not.” Qin Xiuchen, who spent the most time with Qin Ran, shook his head. “Ran Ran is always very punctual. Wait two more minutes.”

All three of them were a little anxious.

The shareholders sitting at the conference table were also getting impatient. "Sixth Master, is the young master coming?"

Mr. Qin Si noticed the impatience of the group.

The door outside was pushed open, and Qin Siye's men came in and whispered something in Qin Siye's ear.

After listening, Mr. Qin Si smiled.

He put down the documents, then stood up, resting his hands on the table, and looked at Qin Xiuchen and others with a half-smile, "Butler Qin, as far as I know, the young master is still recuperating in the hospital. Are you sure someone will come?"

Fourth Master Qin pulled out his chair, looked at the shareholders, bowed slightly, and smiled: "I'm afraid you've made a wasted trip today. No one will come. I'll apologize to everyone tomorrow. Please go back."

After these words came out, the shareholders looked at each other, frowned and looked at Qin Xiuchen, with a layer of anger on their faces, "Sixth Master, you made us wait here for half an hour..."

Six fifty-nine.

Before the shareholders could finish their words, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

A group of people looked towards the gate, and a girl wearing only a white sweatshirt and holding a coat in her hand took a step inside, raised her chin slightly, and glanced at the crowd indifferently.

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The computer I bought has arrived, and I can finally start typing well...

See you tonight...