“Unfortunately, I have the capital.” Shen Qing curled his lips, glanced at Mo Yan, walked straight past her and entered the elevator.
Mo Yan watched the girl disappear around the corner, and his eyes instantly turned cold.
As soon as Shen Qing came out of the laboratory, he received a call from Xia Mang.
"Qingqing, I will arrive in Beijing tonight. Remember to pick me up at the airport." A woman's cheerful voice came from the phone.
"What are you doing here? Can't you just come here by yourself?" Shen Qing walked into the preparation room and unbuttoned his white coat.
Xia Mang whimpered: "Qingqing, I'm scared to be alone~"
"Oh, then you are afraid of death." Shen Qing got goosebumps and hung up the phone quickly.
Coming out of the laboratory, Shen Qing took the elevator downstairs. The elevator stopped on the fourth floor and a young boy came in wearing a mask.
"Chen Qing?" Lin Ruiyang was stunned when he saw the girl and thought of the performance at the welcome party.
"Yeah." Shen Qing glanced at him lightly as a greeting.
The elevator stopped on the first floor, Shen Qing walked out, and Lin Ruiyang followed her without hesitation.
"Something?" Shen Qing stopped and looked back at him.
The boy had taken off his mask. He was a little afraid to look into Shen Qing's eyes. He lowered his head, as if he had been bullied.
"No...it's okay, I'll go busy myself first." Lin Ruiyang glanced at her, turned around and left.
Shen Qing stared at his back for a second before turning and leaving.
Lin Ruiyang's attitude towards her seemed a little respectful.
Shen Qing didn't bother to investigate further, as the Lan family's car was already waiting outside the door.
"Auntie!" The one who came to pick someone up this time was Lan Yifan.
As soon as Shen Qing got in the car, Lan Yifan couldn't help but ask, "Auntie, can you play the piano?"
Lan Yifan didn't know Shen Qing very well, but he did have a certain understanding of her.
He knew that Shen Qing was a genius. He was able to become DL's chief designer and a traditional Chinese painting artist. His brain and fists were particularly good. He didn't expect that the hand holding the paintbrush could also play the piano.
Oh! What a treasure trove of aunts!
"It's just so-so." Shen Qing said lightly.
Lan Yifan was stunned, his eyes widening immediately, "Is this what you call average?"
The Lan family has a complete collection of pianist Reese’s records, and the way Shen Qing played it, he thought he was playing the original version.
This is called average?!
"You have very high requirements." It is indeed beyond the reach of an ordinary person like him.
When the car arrived at the Lan family villa, Lan Yifan parked the car and opened the door for Shen Qing, "Auntie, please."
Shen Qing got out of the car and followed Lan Yifan in. The servant brought Shen Qing a change of shoes.
Lan Yifan took Shen Qing to the study on the second floor, where the old man was sitting with a brush in his hand, writing on rice paper.
"Qingqing, come and take a look at my calligraphy. How is it?" When Old Lan saw Shen Qing, he put down his pen enthusiastically and called her over.
Shen Qing walked over slowly, "Not bad."
Hearing the girl's comments, Old Lan burst into laughter. Lan Yifan went up to put away the rice paper and called a servant in to clean the table.
Chen Qing and Lan Lao sat on the sofa beside them. On the coffee table in front of them were several neatly cut pieces of jade. There was no processing on them and there were some bumps and uneven spots.
"This one looks pretty good." Shen Qing picked up a piece of jade and shook it in his hand. It was of very good quality. If it was processed and decorated with some patterns, it could be sold at a high price.
"Well, this is jade from the south. I heard that when the jade was mined, the sky was colorful and auspicious, which is a sign of great fortune." Old Lan explained to Chen Qing with a smile.
Lan Yifan rolled his eyes and said, "Grandpa, it had just rained and a rainbow appeared. Isn't that normal?"
Lan Lao paused and glared at him, "Shut up."
Lan Yifan pursed his lips and quietly left the study.
Shen Qing raised an eyebrow and put down the jade in his hand, "I'll keep a few of these."
“No problem.” Old Lan poured a cup of tea for Shen Qing, and the fragrance of the tea lingered at the tip of his nose.
Shen Qing glanced at him and asked, "Is the matter at Linghai Base not resolved yet?"
Elder Lan paused for a moment, and the relaxed and cheerful atmosphere immediately froze.
"Lan Wei was injured during a mission, and there's a traitor in the base." Old Lan had a serious expression when he spoke.
Linghai Base is a piece of fat meat, and many people are eyeing it. If something happens to the top leaders of Linghai, others will come to get a piece of the pie.
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