Chapter 312 313 The two don’t look like cousins, test results! This

is Wen Zhixia’s first time in the doctoral building in Xinyao District.

This place occupies a small area and is remote. There is no teaching building. Apart from the people from the school who come to punch in, there are basically no passers-by.

The coffee shop is also quiet.

When Wen Zhixia came over, she saw He Wen sitting opposite Bai Wei, and the two were discussing mathematical models in a low voice.

She sat next to Bai Wei.

"Hi." He Wen was opposite Bai Wei, with a silver laptop placed in front of him, his fingers on the front touch screen.

Wen Zhixia didn't know He Wen, and she didn't understand most of the few sentences that Bai Wei said to He Wen.

She took the coffee that Bai Ti ordered for her, put one hand on her knee, held the coffee cup with the other hand, and looked at Bai Ti and He Wen talking.

Outside the French window, a car with the special logo of the institute slowly stopped.

He Wen saw the car out of the corner of his eye, drank the coffee beside him, and then hurriedly took his computer and notebook and went out, "I'm leaving first!"

After he left, Wen Zhixia spoke to Bai Yu, "Just now that was..."

"He Wen," Bai Yu retracted his gaze and thought of the business, "How is the hair dryer project going?"

"Sister Lu is taking promotional photos," Wen Zhixia took another sip of hot coffee when talking about this, trying to suppress her excitement, "That is... Will this project damage her commercial value."

In addition to being the leader of the project, Wen Zhixia is also a fan of Yan Lu.

It is really not in line with her identity to let Yan Lu endorse a hair dryer that is about to go bankrupt.

Wen Zhixia was worried, "Our hair dryers are too common and not well-known. Sister Lu should be suitable for those international brands..."

"Maybe it's not that common." Listening to Wen Zhixia's words, Bai Di picked up the coffee cup next to him and tapped the cup with his fingers from time to time.

"What?" Wen Zhixia was about to ask, what's so unusual.

Bai Di reached out and handed the paper in his hand to Wen Zhixia, "This is for you."

Wen Zhixia reached out and took it.

It was a drawing paper about fifty centimeters wide.

Wen Zhixia didn't study mechanical and electrical engineering, but he was in the international class in high school, so he could barely see the principle of the generator. There is

a very obvious airplane-like logo in the lower right corner.

"What is this?"

"The drawing of the hair dryer," Bai Zhi guessed that Jiang Fuli must have been thinking about this drawing last summer, otherwise it would not be so fast, "Take it back and discuss it with the other members of the project team."

Wen Zhixia was so surprised by the drawing that Bai Zhi took out, and took the paper back to the company.

Manager Zhang and the product people studied it for a while, "So this is the electrode applying high voltage to water, atomization produces water ions, Miss, we need to make a template for this design."

Wen Zhixia nodded, "You should find more people you trust to customize the parts."

Most of the parts customization is slow, but the Wen family has its own factory, and the customization can be completed in two or three days.

Bai Zhi took a few cups of milk tea back to the laboratory.

I want to ask Zhou Wenqing for two days off to go to Academician Ma.

"Junior, you will go in later. There will be someone in the teacher's office," Hu Yue inserted the straw and tilted his head to lower his voice, "In the past month, many people have come to see the teacher."

"Maybe he got promoted," Ding Wenyang said on the side, "You know, Professor Zhou has just been promoted to vice dean."

"It's possible," Tang Ming brought a report over, his eyes fell in the direction of Bai Mi, "but I don't think it should be that simple."

**

Chen family.

Ren Wanxuan and the Dong family stood outside the courtyard gate. Grandpa Dong was bowing his head and instructing Ren Wanxuan, "Don't say much after you go in. I will talk to the old man for you. Be generous. Even if you feel scared, don't bow your head. The old man doesn't like this."

After repeated instructions, making sure that Ren Wanxuan listened, Grandpa Dong took her in.

In Master Chen's tea room.

Dean Jian was making tea for Master Chen. He was neither hurried nor slow, and the rich tea flowed out of the spout, with a leisurely manner different from that of others.

"You are getting better at making tea now," Master Chen picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully, "Did she teach you too?" "

She didn't have the patience to teach me, so I learned from her," Dean Jian looked at the time, put down the teapot, and stood up: "Master, I have to go back."

He still has a class in the evening.

When he walked out of the archway, he happened to meet a few people from the Dong family bringing Ren Wanxuan in.

Master Dong knew Dean Jian and greeted him politely. Ren Wanxuan beside him looked up at Dean Jian and felt that he was very familiar.

"Your name is Ren Wanxuan?" In the tea room, Master Chen put down his teacup and observed Ren Wanxuan carefully.

Although Master Chen was old, his gray hair was neatly combed back and his eyes were sharp.

Ren Wanxuan was not so calm after being looked at by such a gaze, but she remembered what the Dong family said and did not avoid his gaze, "Yes."

The people next to him had already set out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Master Chen stood up with his hands behind his back, "I heard that you write well in Liang style, let's try it."

Ren Wanxuan knew that this might be her only chance, so she showed her best and wrote two words.

It was a little superficial, but better than most people's.

Old Master Chen stood by the table, looking down at the calligraphy, his face expressionless. He exchanged a few words with Ren Wanxuan from the Dong family before letting them leave. He

also gave Ren Wanxuan and the others a gift.

After they left, he waved his hand to let someone take Ren Wanxuan's calligraphy, and asked the people around him, "Xiao Chang, what do you think of this calligraphy?"

Xiao Chang glanced over. He had protected Old Master Chen for more than ten years, so he naturally had a certain appreciation ability. "Not as good as Miss Xu."

Even Xu Yajun couldn't compare to her, let alone the one who appeared in the vast sea of ​​ink and brush.

I heard that these two people are cousins, but I really can't see the similarities.

**

The next day.

Dean Jian went fishing with Ji Heng.

The temperature in Jiangjing has risen and the ice has basically melted. It is a good time to go fishing. The two of them took Xu En and Director Chen with them and returned with a full load.

Passing by the Mu family, Ji Heng stopped.

He went in with two fish and went to see Mu Xianguang. The housekeeper took his fish and handed it to Xiaojie, "Make fish soup for Master Mu Zhao tonight."

"The old man is getting worse," the housekeeper told Ji Heng about Mu Xianguang's current condition. "You will see him later. Persuade him to eat more. The young lady has consulted many doctors, but it's no use."

They walked all the way to the Buddhist temple.

Met Ren Wanxuan on the way.

Ren Wanxuan walked outside with the uncle of the Mu family. They all knew that the Dong family took Ren Wanxuan to the Chen family yesterday. The uncle was very friendly to Ren Wanxuan now.

Seeing Ji Heng and the housekeeper, Ren Wanxuan and Uncle Mu stopped.

Ren Wanxuan saw the two big fish in Xiaojie's hand, which smelled fishy, ​​and she couldn't help but take a step back, "Grandpa."

Ji Heng, holding a cigarette bag in his hand, just nodded without saying anything.

The housekeeper greeted Ren Wanxuan and Uncle Mu politely, and pointed at the fish in Xiaojie's hand: "Uncle, do you want to take a fish back?"

"No." Uncle looked at the two fish in Xiaojie's hand, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching. He was thinking about the dinner with Ren Wanxuan in the evening, so he didn't discuss the two fish with them.

Xiaojie knew what Uncle Mu was thinking by looking at his eyes.

He had the same idea a few years ago.

Until one day, he saw what kind of people were fishing.

After Ji Heng entered the Buddhist hall, the housekeeper turned his head to look at Xiao Jie, "Did the doctor at Xuan Kang give a reply?"

"They usually don't go out for consultations." Xiao Jie shook his head.

But the old man refused to leave the Mu family.

**

Outside, the uncle and Ren Wanxuan got in the car, "Who did you make an appointment with this time?"

"It's not me," Ren Wanxuan sat in the back seat and thought for a while, "It's my eldest aunt who made an appointment with a professor at Jiangda."

The eldest aunt she was talking about was naturally Mu Youjun.

After recognizing her ancestors, Mu Youjun was a little cold to Ren Wanxuan, but because she was Ji Heng's granddaughter after all, she met Grandpa Chen again two days ago. I heard that the old man returned the gift to Ren Wanxuan, so Mu Youjun took the initiative to contact her again.

Hearing Ren Wanxuan's words, the uncle nodded.

Although Ji Heng and Bai Di were familiar with Xu En and the one from the Jiang family before, neither of them made any moves afterwards, and they never saw Jiang Fuli again. Instead, Ren Wanxuan seemed to have come to her senses and gradually began to take over the affairs of the Mu family. She

also made some achievements, and now even Mu Youjun took the initiative to invite her.

The Mu family knew how arrogant Mu Youjun was, and she usually disdained to come back.

The two arrived at the private room of the private restaurant, where Mu Youjun and Gao Jiachen were already meeting the professor from Jiang University.

"Come on, Wanxuan," Mu Youjun introduced Ren Wanxuan to her when she saw her, "This is Jiachen, who is also your cousin, and this is Dean Zhou, who is the vice dean of the School of Physics at Jiang University..."

Gao Jiachen glanced at Ren Wanxuan indifferently and said nothing.

Ren Wanxuan's heart was beating fast. This was Dr. Gao, the Dr. Gao Jiachen that the Ren family had spent tens of millions of dollars to only meet once.

**

Shanhai Apartment.

It was rare for everyone to gather together today.

Xu En, Xu Wenyao, Xu Zhiyue, Ning Xiao, Chen Ju and others were all there. Shen Qing came early in the morning.

Fortunately, 103 and 303 were big enough, otherwise they really couldn't accommodate so many people.

When Jiang Fuli came back, Xu Wenyao and Jian Zhe were sitting on the first floor discussing the re-examination. They were both the first in the written examination of their respective majors. Xu En was playing chess with Lu Xiaohan.

Chen Ju and others were in the kitchen.

Jiang Fuli just came to say hello to Ji Heng first. Bai Xi would call Ji Heng every time he came back. He now has this habit.

Ji Heng stood behind Lu Xiaohan and watched her play Gobang.

Xu En had fought in the financial world and was now considered a financial giant in Jiangjing, but he never expected to be defeated by a little girl in Gobang.

Lu Xiaohan couldn't beat Ning Xiaodi or Tang Ming, not to mention Jiang He.

Xu En was one of the few people she could beat. Ji

Heng didn't even need to instruct Lu Xiaohan, he just watched the game leisurely.

Hearing Jiang Fuli's voice, Ji Heng slowly raised his head, "Xiao Jiang, you're back just in time, let A-li and the others come down to eat in half an hour."

Jiang Fuli nodded and went upstairs with the paper bag he brought back.

Upstairs.

Bai-li was building a diagram, and Jiang Fuli put the white paper bag in his hand next to her.

In addition to a very fresh rose, there was also a black hair dryer in the paper bag. I don't know what material it is made of, but it doesn't feel heavy in the hand.

It has a matte surface and looks very deep at first glance.

Bai Mi slowly put the single rose in the vase, put down the mouse in her hand, and played with the hair dryer in her hand: "The one you designed?"

"Yes," Jiang Fuli lazily leaned on a corner of her desk, his fingers brushed over the small silver pendulum, and calmly picked up the plug on the side, "Try to see if it works."

He plugged it in.

Bai Mi pressed it on, the sound of the hair dryer was not loud, but the wind speed was not small.

The most important thing is that you can see the faint blue spiral ring in the middle ring.

She tested the temperature with her hand.

Jiang Fuli leaned against the table and waited until she finished trying before speaking. His eyes moved away from the hair dryer and fell on her face. "How was it?"

"Very fun," Bai Xi turned off the hair dryer and looked up. "I want to take it apart."

Jiang Fuli paused for a moment, not very surprised: "If you want to take it apart, take it apart."

After all, there was nothing she hadn't taken apart before.

**

303.

Mao Kun rang the doorbell with a file bag.

Zhang Shize and Tang Ming were doing homework outside. Tang Ming opened the door and touched the back of his head when he saw Mao Kun. "Brother Mao, are you here to see Sister Xi?"

"Yes," Mao Kun smiled at Tang Ming, holding a cigarette in his mouth, "Where is my sister?"

"In the study," Tang Ming pointed to the half-open study, "Brother Jiang is here too." Mao

Kun was going to go in to find Bai Xi, but when he heard that Jiang Fuli was also in the study, he turned around and returned to the eight-immortal table to watch Zhang Shize writing his papers, "Student Zhang, are you going to take the college entrance examination soon?"

Zhang Shize looked up, "Yes."

"Come on." Mao Kun patted Zhang Shize on the shoulder to encourage him.

Thinking about Xiaoqi's age, if he had not dropped out of school, he should have taken the college entrance examination. Xiaoqi's grades were very good at the time. When he dropped out of school, his first-year junior high school teacher came to the orphanage to help him finish his studies, but was stopped by his wife.

Xiaoqi never went to school again.

Jiang Fuli came out of the study.

He didn't say anything, just put one hand in his pocket, glanced at Mao Kun calmly, raised his chin at him, and motioned him to go to the study.

Mao Kun quickly stood up, greeted Jiang Fuli respectfully, and then went in with the file bag.

Bai Su was sitting at the desk. She was wearing a soft white dress, with a computer in front of her, her fingertips resting on the number keys, her eyebrows drooping lazily, and there were a few roses in the celadon vase on the left, one of which was very bright in color.

The window was open, and the breeze blew in, and you could see the water droplets rolling on the roses.

Small pendulums and building blocks would be fine, but why is there a hair dryer?

"Sister," Mao Kun retracted his gaze, handed the file bag to Bai Wei, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Qi's test results are out."

Bai Wei's hand on the keyboard paused, she suddenly raised her head, her dark almond eyes looked at the file bag in Mao Kun's hand, her expression could not be seen clearly.

He took the file bag and opened it.

He took out the test results inside.

The room was very quiet.

Mao Kun could even hear his own breathing. He looked at Bai Wei intently. He didn't know the result, nor did he know whose test result of Xiao Qi Bai Wei was comparing.

There were several sheets of paper. Bai Wei read them down quickly until the last line of the test opinion -

[…Based on the existing data and DNA analysis results, it supports that the tested woman is the biological mother of the child.]

Good night!