Chapter 104 104 Questioning Brother Jiang, Becoming Brother Jiang

Ren Qian and others focused their attention on Xu En.

Who was this "A-Xi"?

Ren Wanxuan suddenly had an absurd idea in her mind, but she felt it was impossible. In her eyes, the Ji family had always been an inconspicuous resident of Qingshui Street.

She never introduced her father and her grandfather to her classmates and friends, and was afraid that Bai Xi would use the name of the Ren family to do things at school.

Until now -

Xu En, who everyone in Xiangcheng wanted to befriend, stopped in front of Bai Xi.

Bai Xi, who was looking down at her mobile phone, looked up at the oversized wooden box in Xu En's hand, "..."

Xu En noticed her gaze, "I'll help you carry it down."

"...No need." Bai Xi handed the exquisitely packaged painting in her hand to Xu En.

With the other hand, he took the wooden box from Xu En.

Xu En smiled when he saw her picking up the wooden box. When he talked to others, he always kept a distance. At this moment, he was as warm as the uncle next door: "This is a bit..."

Before he finished speaking, someone used two fingers to lightly pick up the wooden box.

?

Xu En was silent.

Bai Xi turned around and slowly pressed the elevator button on her phone.

"Are you really not going in to take a look?" Beside her, Xu En was still unwilling to give up. He asked his assistant to help him attract guests in the banquet hall.

"No," Bai Xi shook her head. She counted the elevator numbers, "Someone is waiting for me downstairs."

It will be too late later.

Maybe I will have to learn to be weird like Lin Daiyu again.

"Okay then." Xu En has also understood the personalities of the Ji family during this time.

The elevator door opened, and he followed Bai Xi to get into the elevator and send her downstairs.

Bai Xi blocked him with a wooden box and raised her eyebrows: "There are many guests, so I am here to deliver a painting for my uncle, no need to deliver it for me."

Xu En had no choice but to stand by the elevator, watching the elevator number jump to the first floor, then he lowered his head to look at the painting, then turned around and walked back.

Ren Qian and the other three were still standing at the entrance of the banquet hall.

When he came, Xu En only paid attention to Bai Xi, and only now did he notice Ren Qian, "Mr. Ren?"

He stopped to greet him. Ren Qian came back to his senses, he suddenly raised

his head, "Mr. Xu, do you know A-Xi?" Xu En greeted and was about to go in, but Director Liu was still waiting for him. Hearing Ren Qian's word "A-Xi", he paused and tilted his head, "Who are you?" "A-Xi is my son-in-law's niece," Ren Qian smiled and talked freely, "I didn't expect you to know her..." Niece? Xu En looked at Ren Qian, he just remembered that Bai-Xi didn't greet them. In Xu En's place, Bai-Xi has always been very polite, except for people she doesn't like, such as Ji Mulan. So this time Xu En didn't bring Ji Mulan out with him. Xu En glanced at Ren Wanxuan's face, which was a little stiff, and then smiled, "Yes, this child, I have persuaded her for a long time but she still won't come to this banquet. Oh, I haven't told you yet, Ah-Sui is Mulan's daughter. After all, besides a son, this is my only daughter. You said she won't come, and I can't do anything about her. I can only let her bring some cakes to her grandfather..." After thinking for a while. Xu En showed the painting in his hand to Ren Qian again, "This is a painting Comrade Shao Jun drew for me personally. If it weren't for this painting, she would not have come. Haha, I have to ask someone to send it back to Jiangjing to hang it up." The following words were not a lie. Ji Shaojun is Ji Mulan's brother, so Xu En naturally has to keep the painting he gave her. And with the relationship with Bai-Sui, he can't be careless. After he finished speaking, he smiled at Ren Qian and continued to walk towards the banquet hall. When he passed by several partners, he raised the painting in his hand and showed it off to them. At the door of the banquet hall, Ren Qian slowly turned around. Ren Wanxuan was struck by lightning. She had never been interested in Bai Xi's origins, nor in Ji Shaorong's other sister. Now she was told...Bai Xi was related to the Xu family? She didn't know much about the Xu family, she only knew that they were the founders of Xinda, but from the fact that people came to North City tonight, she could see how wide the Xu family's network of contacts was. Especially since she had witnessed the marginalization of Ren Qian and Chen Gang at the banquet... "What's wrong?" Chen Zhao re-entered the banquet hall, not touching the drink in his hand for a long time, and asked him with his head down. Chen Zhao came back to his senses, and he remembered that day when Ren Wanxuan wanted to give Bai Ti an invitation, "I, we just saw Bai Ti outside." At this point. Chen Zhao looked at Ji Mulan who was like a fish in water at the banquet. If you look closely, Ji Mulan's eyebrows and eyes are really similar to Bai Ti. Is she Bai Ti's mother? No wonder, no wonder Bai Ti seems to have never been rare in the Ren family. If Bai Ti is a member of the Xu family, it wouldn't be so strange. "But her last name is not Xu either." Ren Wanxuan looked at the people present, she lowered her voice, and it was unknown what expression and emotion she used. After listening, Chen Gang finally understood, "She is lucky, as long as President Xu recognizes her. As for the last name... the Xu family has a foundation in Jiangjing, and it is not easy for her to change her last name. This Ji Mulan... she is not simple." Beside him, Ren Qian nodded. ** Xiangcheng Prison. After Zhang Shize finished his work, he returned to the room, took out a pen from the bedside and started to do his homework. The prison room is small, and four people live in one room. Next to him is a ferocious bald man. Zhang Shize had just turned a page when the bald man who came out of the bathroom threw away his towel, grabbed Zhang Shize's hair, and punched his stomach. "I asked you to give me a back rub, didn't you hear me?" The bald man was the "boss" here, and no one dared to touch him. Every night and morning, the bald man was the first to wash up. The other two people in the room huddled in bed, pretending not to see this scene.

Zhang Shize coughed, then put down his pen, turned over and locked the bald man's neck with both hands!

"Bang--"

The two fell to the ground together. The bald man was strong, but after the naked noose was formed, he couldn't get rid of it no matter how strong he was. The bald man's face gradually turned red.

"Snap--"

The two of them slammed into the iron gate together.

The movement here finally alarmed the prison police.

"Bang--"

The door was opened.

Zhang Shize let go of his hands and squatted aside.

The prison police scanned the area with an electric baton, "No. 0147, No. 1108, what are you two doing?!"

The bald man covered his neck and raised his head to speak.

Zhang Shize raised his head first. He glanced at the bald man first, then he didn't dare to look back and suddenly retracted his gaze, "I, I don't know, I, I have been doing homework."

Over the past few days, the prison guards here know Zhang Shize very well. He is just a little reformed prisoner who carries a vocabulary book with him everywhere and studies hard.

It's not just one or two days that he has been beaten by No. 0147.

Others dare not say that they were beaten by No. 0147, because No. 0147 will beat him even worse after he comes out.

Zhang Shize was the first to speak.

"No. 0147, you are making trouble again! Take him away!" The prison guard took the electric baton and took No. 0147 to the small dark room and locked him up for three days.

The bald man looked at Zhang Shize in disbelief. He wanted to say something, but he was shocked.

After the door was closed.

Zhang Shize then spit out a mouthful of bloody saliva expressionlessly, returned to his bed and picked up the pen.

The other two trembled even more and dared not speak.

Zhang Shize turned another page of the book, and no one disturbed him this time.

Question Jiang Ge, understand Jiang Ge, and become Jiang Ge.

**

Sunday.

Bai Di arrived at the Book Association very early. Compared with the first time, it was much more lively here today.

Lu Xiaohan was recording a video for that Grandpa Tao.

From a distance, Bai Di heard Lu Xiaohan's voice: "Grandpa, do what you usually do now, and we will just record an introduction."

Bai Di did not disturb him, but stood aside and watched quietly.

There were many onlookers nearby.

Lu Xiaohan asked Bai Di to do the lighting. Bai Di was not very familiar with these things, but fortunately she had a strong ability to draw inferences from

one instance, and Lu Xiaohan gave her proper instructions, so the two of them cooperated well. Lu Xiaohan took an hour to finish recording one shot, and then sat aside to watch the recorded clips with Grandpa Tao.

Bai Di saw that there was nothing for her to do, so she went to the Book Association.

Today is Sunday, and there are more students in the Book Association than usual.

"By the way, sister," Jian Zhe looked at Qiu Xuezhen who was teaching the children, and suddenly remembered something, "We need to register for the Book Association assessment in advance in December this year. Should we register?"

The higher the level, the higher the funds issued by the headquarters.

Most of the funds this year are still for Jiang Fuli personally.

Bai Xi almost didn't think about it and directly replied: "Sign up."

"Okay." Jian Zhe made a note of this, "Recently, many people have gone to the next door, and it seems that they all want to buy the house of the martial arts gym next door, but they have all been blown out."

Ordinary residents have not received the news yet.

But some businesses have long known that Xiangcheng is going to develop the tourism industry and large-scale development.

The martial arts gym occupies such a large area, it is a big piece of fat meat, and many people are eyeing this place.

Because Bai Xi is very concerned about the martial arts gym next door, Jian Zhe would go to inquire about it when he has nothing to do.

Bai Xi nodded, and suddenly remembered something. She tilted her head to look at him and raised her eyebrows: "So how is your handwriting practice going?"

Jian Zhe: "..."

He silently returned to the table and wrote the word "Yong". It

was very powerful. After Jian Zhe finished writing, he couldn't help but admire it for a long time.

"Take the stuff down." Bai Xi walked over slowly, looked down for a while, and then spoke.

Jian Zhe took off the silver and wrote again.

This time he was going to write more fluently. Jian Zhe could clearly feel his own progress in this month. Qiu Xuezheng's guidance to him was not very meaningful, but Bai Xi and Jiang Fuli could clearly point out his problems every time.

Especially Jiang Fuli, every time Jian Zhe said a word, he would start to doubt his life.

The effect was significant.

"Not bad." Bai Xi commented, affirming his level.

Jian Zhe blew away the ink, and a message appeared on his mobile phone——

[Are you really not coming back for Jian Rong's apprenticeship party? ]

Jian Zhe: [No time. ]

—— [Okay. ]

The Jian family only notified Jian Zhe as a routine matter, and it didn't matter whether he came back or not.

It was good enough that they remembered Jian Zhe.

Jian Zhe was not surprised by this.

"Sister!" Lu Xiaohan finally finished recording all the videos and came in. She walked to the door of the calligraphy room. She looked at the group of children and lowered her voice, "Dean Jian sent another message."

"Dean Jian?" Not far away, Jian Zhe, who was stacking his own words, was a little sensitive to the name "Jian".

He subconsciously raised his head.