An Ci had no choice but to hand the phone to Dali to charge it.
She was so hungry that she finished a plate of fried dumplings in no time. An Ci was drinking juice when he suddenly thought of something. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Da Li, did you give Mr. Cui his medicine?"
After plugging in the phone, Dali walked back and said, "Yes, the money has been transferred to your account."
"You're not suspected?"
Her identity as Mr. Yue cannot be revealed for the time being.
Shake your head vigorously.
"That's good." An Ci nodded and lowered his head to continue eating potato pancakes.
When she finished breakfast, the press conference in the conference hall had not yet ended, so An Ci called An Zhenxiong back.
As soon as the call was connected, she spoke first, "Grandpa, my phone ran out of battery just now. What do you want to talk to me about?"
On the other end of the phone, An Zhenxiong was meeting with the elders. When he received An Ci's call, he made a pause gesture to the elders.
An Zhenxiong asked, "Still at the club?"
An Ci chuckled, "There's a press conference today, I have to come, I'll be back soon."
"The elders said you didn't hand in your homework these past two days. What's going on?" An Zhenxiong said with a serious expression, "Don't forget what you promised me before."
"No, I didn't forget. I will make up my homework when I go home today." An Cong said evasively.
"Now that the club is open, it's time for you to focus on your studies," An Zhenxiong said solemnly. "If you fail the final exam, you should be prepared to stay in Continent M for the New Year."
An Ci listened to the lecture obediently. If she dared to refute at this time, her grandfather would definitely send Zuo Fei to take her back. At the very least, he would scold her, and at the worst, he would put her under house arrest.
An Zhenxiong urged, "After you finish your club work, come back early to do your homework."
An Ci replied "OK", and An Zhenxiong hung up the phone with satisfaction. As soon as she put down the phone, Eric and the others came over.
"You have nothing to do but hide here to have breakfast." Eric started complaining as soon as he entered the office.
"Those reporters were so difficult to deal with, I..."
An Ci was afraid he would start nagging, so he interrupted him and said, "I'll treat you to lunch. You can choose the place. It's a celebration."
Eric snorted and laughed, "You're smart."
An Ci raised his lips and asked casually, "Is everything arranged?"
Eric hummed, "The clarification statement has been sent out, and arrangements have been made with the reporters. I've also told the manager about everything else, and he'll keep us informed if anything happens."
Nick said in a daze, "Apu, hit me."
Faced with his sudden request, Apu's mouth twitched and he looked at him as if he were a fool.
An Ci and the others couldn't help laughing.
"Come on, hit me," Nick urged.
Apu was speechless. Why would anyone want to get beaten?
He slapped his arm, and Nick said "ouch" and then laughed stupidly.
"It hurts, it seems I'm not dreaming."
After hearing what he said to himself, Leier and Apu were stunned at first, and then their expressions became complicated.
Like Nick, they all felt that this was a dream recently and everything was too unreal. It was not until they stood on the podium to cut the ribbon and accepted interviews from reporters that they felt an indescribable sense of security.
Eric couldn't stand this sentimental atmosphere. He raised his hand and patted the shoulder of Leir, who was closest to him, and said, "What are you dreaming about in broad daylight? Train hard and bring the championship trophy back to Jue Shi. That's the real business."
Leir nodded, a burning fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
…
After having dinner with Lei Er and the others, An Ci and Dali returned to the manor first.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the living room, she heard shocking news - An Jianwen committed suicide by cutting his wrists and was admitted to the hospital.
An Ci frowned, "How is that possible, Aunt Hong, where did you hear this news?"
How could An Jianwen commit suicide? It's not like he would do such a thing.
Aunt Hong lowered her voice and said, "It's spreading like wildfire among the side branches right now. I don't know the details, but the Second Elder has already rushed over."
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