Chapter 249 I, Pei Jinwu, will quell any dissent!

End the conversation.

Pei Jinwu tossed her phone aside, put on gloves and goggles, and began to carefully polish the sandalwood beads.

Later, polishing and assembly are required...

With Shang Shiyan's birthday just a few days away, she needed to speed things up.

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The Shang Group.

Shang Shiyan concluded a four-hour remote meeting.

"master."

Feng Zhi immediately stepped forward with his phone, his expression quite complicated.

There was one piece of good news and one piece of bad news.

"Speak." Shang Shiyan leaned back in his chair, slowly massaging his temples, a hint of weariness on his handsome face.

"Regarding Miss Pei..."

As soon as Feng Zhi finished speaking, the man who had been resting with his eyes closed suddenly opened them.

"Master, and then you and Miss Pei are on the same screen." Meeting the man's cold gaze, Feng Zhi was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly said the happy news first.

"..."

Shang Shiyan glanced at the trending topics and saw that Wuwu had become the top scorer.

He chose the Imperial College London's gifted program and became one of its alumni.

It's certainly something to celebrate that their names appear on the same trending search list.

"Master, I took a screenshot."

Feng Zhi, with a fawning smile, said happily, "I've saved all the blessings from netizens."

How can such a grand scene not be considered another form of official announcement?

"Well done." Shang Shiyan glanced at the comments, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips. "Feng Zhi, you've been really on the uptake lately."

"I am willing to go through fire and water for Miss Pei and my master." Feng Zhi stood ramrod straight, his eyes even more determined than when he joined the Party.

"Anything else?"

“Yes.” Feng Zhi opened another news article and said cautiously, “Some people are questioning whether Miss Pei’s top score was obtained through cheating and are demanding an explanation from her.”

"normal."

Shang Shiyan's smile did not disappear. He was unusually calm and said lightly, "Not everyone can get a perfect score without finishing high school."

It's normal for someone else to have doubts.

How do we deal with the fog?

“Ms. Pei has decided to hold a press conference at Huagao tomorrow afternoon,” Feng Zhi replied. “As for what it will be about, she didn’t say anything specific.”

"Um."

Shang Shiyan smiled faintly and said casually, "School is about to start, let her play and relax."

"yes."

Feng Zhi nodded and was about to leave when Shang Shiyan suddenly spoke up: "Wait!"

"?"

Feng Zhi stopped and looked at Shang Shiyan with a puzzled expression.

"Recently..." Shang Shiyan frowned, his expression rather awkward as he asked, "Have you noticed anything different about Miss Pei? For example, in shopping malls or when she's shopping?"

"??"

Feng Zhi was completely confused and didn't understand his master's meaning, so he answered truthfully, "No."

"..."

Shang Shiyan pursed his thin lips, feeling rather uncomfortable.

Wang Ma said.

She once revealed her birthday to the little girl.

Next week is his birthday, and if the little girl wants to celebrate his birthday, she will definitely prepare a gift in advance.

What does it mean if there's no movement?

You're not planning to give him the chance?

The more Shang Shiyan thought about it, the worse his mood became. He even wanted to take advantage of his birthday to ask her for a "birthday wish".

He was now completely at a loss.

Could it be that she forgot about her birthday?

A reminder?

——

evening.

Shang Shiyan returned home.

Pei Jinwu was lying on the sofa chatting.

Zhao Qianqian and Wen Jianjian both received calls from the Imperial University admissions team.

One studied politics, and the other studied law.

I like the school and the major very much.

"Oh right, cousin..."

After discussing the school, Wen Jianjian suddenly reminded her, "Did you know that next weekend is Mr. Shang's birthday?"

"How did you know it was his birthday next week?" Pei Jinwu asked back.

Wang Ma said that Shang Shiyan doesn't like celebrating his birthday, and every year he just lets it pass by quietly without telling anyone.

The same goes for this year.

If Wang Ma hadn't mentioned it, she wouldn't have known at all.

“I ran into Assistant Feng Zhi on the street today,” Wen Jianjian answered honestly. “He said it casually.”

“Yes, yes, next week is Mr. Shang’s birthday.” Zhao Qianqian said at the same time, “What a coincidence, I ran into Fengxing’s special assistant and learned about it from him.”

"I know that too."

Xu Qingye finally got a chance to speak, and hurriedly said, "My dad said that next weekend is the birthday of the pig farm investor, and he plans to send him some local specialties."

Isn't the investor Mr. Shang?!

"..."

After listening to the three people's words, Pei Jinwu narrowed her starry eyes slightly and instantly saw through the man's thoughts.

"Sister Wu, what gift are you planning to give Mr. Shang?" Xu Qingye asked curiously.

"A gift?"

Pei Jinwu pictured the bracelet in her mind, a slight smile playing on her lips, and said in a rather cool tone, "Just a regular gift for a regular friend."

"Just friends?"

The group exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"..."

Shang Shiyan hasn't confessed his feelings to her yet, so aren't they just ordinary friends?

She also had her name "W&Y" engraved on the bracelet.

Fog.

Let's see how the Shang Dynasty inkstone performs.

——

The next day.

Pei Jinwu slept until she naturally woke up.

After lunch, I slowly rode my motorcycle to school.

As the night went by, things escalated to an even more alarming degree.

Many people speculate that the mastermind behind the scenes, unable to withstand the pressure of public opinion, plans to push Pei Jinwu out as a scapegoat.

Or perhaps, the press conference was held to admit a mistake.

Whichever one it is.

Pei Jinwu's life was destined to be ruined from then on.

——

When we arrived at Huagao.

There is one hour left before the press conference begins.

The school playground was completely surrounded by reporters and members of the public.

There were over a hundred accounts broadcasting this press conference live.

Every live stream was packed with viewers.

They also wanted to see how this farce would end.

"Imagiri, you've arrived."

Pei Jinwu climbed over the wall through the back gate into the school. As soon as she arrived at the office, the dean of students pulled her into the office.

The room was packed with the principal and all the subject teachers, and everyone looked extremely grim.

"Pei Jinwu, what exactly do you want to do?"

The math teacher asked nervously, "The proof is simple: check the scores and check the exam papers."

"trouble."

Pei Jinwu sat in a chair, slowly sipping her lemonade.

Application, viewing, review, results...

A complete set takes at least seven or eight days.

I'm busy.

“Yes,” the Chinese teacher chimed in. “We have a clear conscience. Whoever has doubts should provide evidence. We don’t need to get caught up in the cycle of self-proof.”

"Annoying." Pei Jinwu frowned. "It's really annoying when they argue."

not to mention.

Hua Gao and her subject teachers were in an even worse situation than her.

I heard that some teachers' personal information has been leaked.

Is it okay to leave it untreated?

"So, what are you planning to do?" Principal Song walked up to her, his aged face full of worry.

"Of course it's a slap in the face."

Pei Jinwu tossed the lemonade into the trash can and stood up casually. "Oh, by the way, help me move a super big blackboard to the playground."

"ah?"

The principal and teachers stared at her in disbelief, their minds blank.

blackboard?

"Let's go, it's almost time."

Pei Jinwu's gaze swept over everyone, and he said coldly, word by word, "I'd like to see who dares to disagree!"

She, Pei Jinwu, is the one who quells all dissent.

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good evening.

Tomorrow's method of getting proven wrong is absolutely amazing, you have to watch!!!