Chapter 762: All Dogs Miss You, Birthday Banquet (Two Updates in One)
No matter how heated the discussion is online, Jiang Fuyue, as the center of the topic, ignores it.
Even though she already had three CNS papers in hand, she still went between the laboratory, dormitory and cafeteria as usual.
Do not be lazy or complacent because of the achievements you have made.
Anyway, Xu Kaiqing asked himself, if he were to publish three articles in international authoritative journals before the age of 20, he would definitely not be able to achieve what Jiang Fuyue has achieved.
Not to say that you get carried away, but it is always inevitable to be complacent.
After all, it's youthful vigor.
But Jiang Fuyue...
Forget about being angry, she didn't even have any extra expression.
Every day I see her either doing experiments or conducting data.
It's like I'm racing with someone.
But there is clearly no opponent in front.
It is no exaggeration to say that no one of his peers can match him.
"Time." Jiang Fuyue raised her eyes and looked at him calmly, "When you race with people, your destination is just the destination; but when you race with time, there is no destination."
Only when there is no end can we never stop.
Xu Kaiqing was stunned and remained in a daze the entire afternoon.
Old Peter came out of the lab next door and saw this, looking puzzled: "What happened to him?"
Jiang Fuyue: "Maybe... thinking about life?"
Old Peter: “?”
Jiang Fuyue continued to stay in the laboratory, mainly to complete the collaborative project.
To be honest, she was a little annoyed that Xu Kaiqing and Old Peter were too slow.
If she does it herself, the time can be cut in at least half.
However, being cautious also has its advantages. It may be a little slow, but it is safer.
Xu Kaiqing understood the situation clearly and even joked to himself, "I'm old now. I've lost my drive and I don't dare to take risks."
Old Peter nodded: "The future belongs to you young people."
Then, the two of them coincidentally increased Jiang Fuyue's workload.
Xu Kaiqing: "Those who are capable should work harder."
Peter: "The world is yours."
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
During this period, Han Qishan and Shi Qingzhi both called her and asked her to go home and stay for a few days.
Yes, Jiang Fuyue hasn’t been home for almost two months.
After finishing these two cooperation projects, the weather gradually became colder and winter came without us noticing.
The T-shirt was replaced by a coat, the only thing that remained unchanged was the white lab coat.
Finally, the project was completed and Jiang Fuyue temporarily ended her life in the laboratory.
Han Qishan: "My dear, when will you come home?"
The name "Guan Nan"...
The old man is becoming more and more corny.
My second uncle, Han Ke, also called and said, "It's been so long, even the dog at home misses you."
Uncle Han Heng: "Yueyue, I heard from Grandpa that you want to go home and live?! Wait, I'll postpone my appointments here and come back to accompany you right away!"
Jiang Fuyue: “…” I don’t know who will accompany whom.
After all, only when she was at home could Han Heng openly touch the plush toys.
Otherwise you can only act secretly and like a thief.
Han Shen was more direct. He kept to the time, asked the driver to drive the car to the school gate, and then called her.
"Come out, your uncle will take you home."
Jiang Fuyue: “…”
As soon as I entered the villa, I heard a dog barking.
Xiao Mang ran down from the second floor, rushed out of the house, crossed the lawn, and rushed straight to Jiang Fuyue's feet.
Then he jumped up halfway and pulled himself into her arms: "Woof woof - woof woof woof -"
You're back! Hug! I want a hug!
Jiang Fuyue reached out and patted its broad, fleshy back, making a muffled patting sound: "You've gained weight again."
"Woof woof——" I'm not fat, I'm strong!
He was cursing, but his tail was wagging happily.
"Sister, you're back." Han Ting was also at home, following Xiao Mang out.
"Let's go, Yueyue, let's talk inside."
"good."
…
Dinner was another large table of dishes, both meat and vegetables, almost all of which were Jiang Fuyue’s favorites.
Han Qishan: "I've tried it, the ribs are good. Here... and this pickled pepper beef fillet, a new dish, see if you like it..."
Not only the three Han Shen brothers, but even Han Ting, the eldest grandson, had never enjoyed such treatment.
To borrow a line from Han Ting's private complaint: "You haven't seen how attentive the old man is to my sister. He almost holds her in his hands and holds her in his heart."
After dinner, Jiang Fuyue accompanied the old man for a walk and played chess.
Xiao Mang was also given food.
At night, she returned to her pink and tender room. Before she could close the door, Han Heng squeezed in like a loach.
"Xiao Yueyue~ I'm here!"
Jiang Fuyue's mouth twitched as she watched him dive into the pile of fur like a young swallow.
"Ah--my teddy bear! Kitty! Pikachu!"
He rolled and rolled, rubbed and rubbed, his face full of satisfaction, his eyes narrowed into slits with joy.
Jiang Fuyue sat down on the bed and watched him rolling around like a wild donkey. She couldn't help but sigh, "Why did you move so many stuffed toys into my room again?"
"Do they look good? I just bought them, all limited edition! They have lots of thick fur."
“…”
"Don't believe it? Just touch it and you'll know."
Jiang Fuyue leaned back strategically: "No, you can play by yourself."
"……oh."
Such a cute and adorable thing, even he, a man, likes it, but there are girls who are indifferent?
I can't understand it!
But then he thought, his little niece who published three CNS articles in a row didn’t seem to need his understanding, well... he couldn’t understand it either.
"Sister——" At this time, Han Ting also ran over.
Seeing that the door was not closed tightly, he pushed it open.
The next second, Han Heng was seen immersed in a pile of plush toys, with an intoxicated look on his face and no time to pull himself away.
"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Han Heng calmly dusted off his sleeves and stood up. "I suddenly remembered something else. You two, brother and sister, talk first."
After saying that, he walked away.
After going out, his steps in the corridor became a little hurried.
Fortunately, Han Ting didn't see it.
"Sister..." The young man was standing in front of Jiang Fuyue, wanting to say something but stopping himself, with an embarrassed expression.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Fuyue raised an eyebrow, "If you have something to say, just say it."
"Can I ask you for a few autographs?"
"Signature? Whose?"
“You!”
Jiang Fuyue was surprised: "I'm not a star, why do I need an autograph?"
"Sister, don't you know you're more popular than a star now?"
Jiang Fuyue knew there were a lot of discussions about her online, but...
"Is it that exaggerated?" More popular than celebrities?
Han Ting immediately launched into a raucous chatter: "...Now you're the ultimate god in the eyes of us students! The ultimate role model for academic elites! Oh, and the lucky fish for every exam! Many of you frantically watch your videos on your phones before entering the exam room to get some good luck."
Jiang Fuyue's expression was indescribable: "...Will it work?"
"Of course it helps! I'm just looking for psychological comfort. If I have a good attitude, my grades won't be too bad."
It actually makes sense.
Han Ting scratched his head: "Some of my good friends know that you are my sister, and they insisted that I come here to get an autograph."
Then he came.
Jiang Fuyue readily agreed and asked him to bring paper and pen and sign immediately.
"Hehe... I'm ready!" After saying that, he took it out from behind his back and performed a magic trick.
Jiang Fuyue took a look and found that it was not a blank sheet of paper.
There are photos, posters, photo albums, and a magazine that I recently shot for a fashion agency.
I signed more than twenty in a row, and there are still more to come.
Jiang Fuyue: "You have so many friends?"
Han Ting: "No, there are actually only six or seven. Each of them needs at least five signatures, and then added together..." that's a lot.
Jiang Fuyue: “…”Okay.
After signing and seeing Han Ting off, she closed the door.
After taking a shower, he called Han Yunru again, and Jiang Da occasionally said a few words to her.
After hanging up, she made a special call to Jiang Xiaodi.
"sister!"
"Still asleep?"
"I'll go to bed after I finish talking to you on the phone."
This is waiting for her.
"Are you tired lately?"
Jiang Xiaodi: "Not tired."
“Any exercise?”
"Yeah! Long-distance running and swimming!"
"You have to persevere."
Jiang Xiaodi knew that she couldn't see, but he still nodded heavily: "Sister, I know!"
When the call ended, it was already 11 o'clock in the evening.
Jiang Fuyue turned off the lights, lay down, and gradually fell asleep.
She slept until she woke up naturally the next day. When she went downstairs, the old man, Han Shen and Han Ke were already having breakfast in the restaurant.
Han Heng didn't see anyone, probably still sleeping in the room.
The old man smiled and said softly, "Dear girl, why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Han Shen: “…” You weren’t like this when you disliked the third brother just now.
Han Ke: “…” You’ll get used to it.
"I'm awake." Jiang Fuyue walked to Han Shen's side and was about to sit down when the old man waved him over.
"?"
"Come, sit next to grandpa."
Jiang Fuyue: "...Oh."
Han Shen: “…” I’m speechless.
After Jiang Fuyue sat down, the servant quickly brought milk and sandwiches and placed them in front of her.
During the meal, everyone ate their meals in such silence that only the slight clatter of cutlery could be heard.
Sudden--
"Yueyue, this Saturday is your nineteenth birthday. I'm planning to throw you a birthday party so I can introduce you to everyone and get to know you. What do you think?"
If Han Qishan hadn't mentioned it, Jiang Fuyue herself would have forgotten that her birthday was December 6th. Calculating the time, it happened to be this Saturday.
Although the news that the Han family's youngest daughter was found had already been known to everyone in the circle, Han Yunru had not made a public appearance. After twenty years, no one knew what the Han family's youngest daughter, who had inexplicably disappeared and suddenly returned, looked like.
All we know is that she has settled down in Linhuai, runs a business with her husband, and has a daughter.
And the Han family's beloved granddaughter is Jiang Fuyue!
This was confirmed by many netizens as early as when Han Heng was involved in the scandal.
People in the circle had heard of him vaguely, but no one had ever seen Jiang Fu Yue in person.
Therefore, Han Qishan planned to take this opportunity to officially announce Jiang Fuyue's identity to the world.
By the way, let her show her face in the circle.
All the research projects at hand have come to a temporary halt. Jiang Fuyue had no other plans this Saturday, so he thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.
"You arrange it."
"Hey!" The old man suddenly smiled.
Because Jiang Fuyue returned home, Han Shen and his brothers rarely went out.
After Han Shen had breakfast and made a few work calls, he was completely free.
Han Ke stared at the market for a while with his iPad and then put it aside.
Han Heng, on the other hand, was still sleeping soundly upstairs.
"Get a few more people over here and wake him up! He's in his sixties and still lying in bed. How can that be?"
The servants dared not disobey and went upstairs one after another.
But the third young master was very grumpy when he woke up, so in the end he could only stand outside the door timidly and called out twice symbolically.
As to whether they heard it or followed it, it is unknown.
Anyway, half an hour later, three generations of grandparents and grandchildren had already started playing mahjong downstairs, and Han Heng didn't come down.
It was Han Ke who suggested playing mahjong.
"...I'm bored and looking for something fun to kill time."
At first, Han Qishan said: "You don't learn the good things, but teach these two little ones how to gamble. What's the point of you?"
Han Ke was silent and didn't dare to speak.
Han Ting glanced at his second uncle, feeling rather pitiful, and said, "Playing mahjong can improve your intelligence and prevent Alzheimer's disease."
Han Qishan glared: "Who are you calling Alzheimer's? I'm the only elderly person here!"
Han Ting: “…” Woohoo, I shouldn’t have said anything more if I had known.
Han Shen looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, without any intention of speaking.
At this time, whoever stands up will be scolded.
Apart from……
Jiang Fuyue: "Mahjong is also a sport. It should be okay to play it occasionally, right?"
Han Qishan immediately said, "It's okay! Of course it's okay! Yueyue, do you like it? Then let's start. Why are you guys still standing there?"
Han Shen: “…”
Han Ke: “…”
Han Ting: “…”
As expected of you, you are so confident in your double standards.
It was already noon when Han Heng woke up and came downstairs, and they had already played several rounds.
"Hey, playing mahjong?"
Han Heng's eyes lit up and he walked behind Jiang Fuyue.
"Wow, Yueyue's money is so thick that the money box can hardly be closed."
Han Heng took a quick look and saw that they were all hundred-yuan bills, probably tens of thousands of yuan.
Han Ke raised his eyes and said quietly, "All our money went to her, how could it not be a lot?"
"Haha... Second brother, you lost so miserably? Like a nagging woman, hahahaha..."
The old man and Han Shen looked at him at the same time.
Han Heng: “!”
“…Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”
I watched two games and Jiang Fuyue won both times.
And every time she makes a big name, the key is that she can make it happen!
"Sure, Yueyue, whatever you want comes true, you're lucky!" Han Heng smiled like a fool.
"This is not just luck." Han Shen said meaningfully.
After saying that, he suddenly stood up and said, "I've lost everything. Third brother, you can continue playing."
"Where are you going?"
Han Shen picked up his phone: "Call back two times."
Han Heng smiled and rubbed his hands: "Okay, then I'll make a few."
As he said that, he sat down and started taking cards.
He kept saying, "Yueyue, don't say I didn't warn you, be careful, your uncle is the 'Spinning God of Entertainment'!"
Jiang Fuyue smiled and nodded in agreement.
The old man looked at him with a look that was hard to describe.
Han Ke felt a little bit of sympathy.
Half an hour later——
Han Heng glanced at the two bamboos he had played, then looked at Jiang Fuyue's cards, incredulous: "I... lost again?"
Han Ke answered him: "Yes."
Han Heng looked bewildered: "Am I so unlucky?"
From the time he took the position until now, not only did he not win a single game, but he also kept hitting the jackpot, most of which were given to Jiang Fuyue.
Even if you don't get the upper hand, if you survive to the end, you will still meet the other three big names.
From being high-spirited at the beginning to being dispirited now, Han Heng truly demonstrated what it means - the brighter the smile at the beginning, the more miserable the defeat in the end.
Jiang Fuyue: "Uncle, I won again."
"No... You didn't want the second bamboo that Lao Er threw earlier, so why did you insist on taking mine? And the old man also threw 30,000 in the previous round, but you didn't touch him and only touched me?"
"Because when my second uncle and the old man were fighting, I couldn't afford it."
Han Heng: "?" You'll be able to afford it when I hit you?!
Jiang Fuyue nodded: "Yes."
“…”
We played until the sun went down and it was time for dinner.
Needless to say, Jiang Fuyue won the most.
The second is the old man.
Han Shen came back in the middle of the game and Han Ke gave him his seat. Taking advantage of this wave, he killed everyone.
In fact, there is no "four directions". You just need to focus on Han Heng, the fat sheep, and pull it hard, and all the losses he has made up for before will be made up.
So, at the very end——
Everyone won, except Han Heng.
He: “?” I don’t know whether I should say MMP or not.
Han Ke: "Thank you, big brother, for giving up your seat to the third brother."
Han Shen: "You're welcome. It's my honor to sacrifice one person for the benefit of everyone."
Han Heng: "..." What a shame! It turns out you're not the one who was sacrificed!
Everyone dispersed, and Han Ting walked over to Han Heng. He watched the whole scene, and as the saying goes, a bystander sees more clearly. He sighed and said, "Uncle, you should stop playing mahjong with them in the future, especially my sister."
He can remember cards and count them. You can't beat him.
The old man curled his lips and said, "You call him the entertainment industry's mahjong god, but you're more like mahjong shit."
Han Heng: “?” I let you all win, and you still treat me like this? Damn!
…
Jiang Fuyue stayed at the Han family for two days, and Shi Qingzhi and Qin Yuanchen drove over to pick her up when she returned to school.
Han Qishan couldn't bear to see the two of them appear together. Even though there was no intimate behavior, he still felt bad.
But he didn't feel depressed for too long, and soon found something to do...
Two updates combined into one, 5,000 words.
(End of this chapter)
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