"Is there a problem?" Inside the room, Zhao Fan, who was discussing details with the program director, also heard Su Di open the door, but there was no response. After saying something to the director, he hung up the phone and walked outside.
Sudi stopped outside by the box.
Zhao Fan looked at Su Di, then fixed his eyes on the box. The box was made of wood and was square, a bit like a container. There was no online shopping order number, or even an address. There were just a few people, and the courier seemed to have little patience. Even the few words seemed to be hastily written in a perfunctory manner.
"Is this her delivery?" Zhao Fan took a look and was also slightly startled, then frowned: "Could this be a prank by some anti-fan?"
Su Di shook his head. He stared at the letters. The two words "MF" were written very sloppily. When he thought that the express delivery was from Meng Fu, it was not difficult to guess that the two words "MF" were Meng Fu.
These are not unexpected.
Su Di stopped his gaze at the last two letters of the word combination "M夏".
There was a hint of doubt between his brows, as if he had seen these two words somewhere before.
He picked up the wooden box. The box was very heavy and he didn't know what was inside. He thought about it while carrying the box to Meng Fu's study.
"Ms. Meng, is this your express delivery?" He shouted outside the door. As soon as he finished his sentence, the door opened from the inside.
...
...
Meng Fu saw the box, paused, then reached out to take it: "It's mine."
Su Di saw Meng Fu reaching for the box, and he quickly took a step back, "This package is a bit heavy... heavy..."
Seeing Meng Fu taking it easily, even a little more easily than him, Su Di was choked by the word "heavy".
Zhao Fan was no longer surprised. She walked around Su Di and went inside. "What is this? I thought the anti-fans found out where you live."
"Mostly there are some books and notes." Meng Fu did not avoid Zhao Fan and Su Di, and reached out to open the lid of the wooden box.
It was strange that the box seemed to be sealed well, but when Meng Fu touched it, the lid moved to both sides easily.
The box had probably been sealed for some time, and when the lid was opened a smell of dust rose up.
Looking closely, I saw that the top layer was indeed filled with books, as well as a few old notebooks.
The book was written in traditional Chinese characters. Zhao Fan could barely recognize the word "香". Zhao Fan looked away and advised Meng Fu to take a rest quickly, "Otherwise you won't have the energy to deal with so many netizens tomorrow."
It is not certain what will happen during tomorrow's live broadcast.
"Yeah." Meng Fu waved casually, sat down on the carpet, took out the top book and flipped through it.
Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu and didn't say anything to her. He went out with Su Di again and closed the lid.
The door was closed, but Meng Fu did not stand up. She found all the books on the upper layer and took out her notes. After clearing half of the books on the upper layer, she could see several test tubes and reagents made of special materials, as well as several sophisticated instruments underneath.
At the bottom is a black wooden sign.
The wooden sign was placed upside down and the front could not be seen clearly, but if Zhao Fan were here, she would probably remember that this wooden sign was very similar to the one that the president of the Painting Association had given to Meng Fu.
This was sent to the federal government when she came to study at No. 1 Middle School more than two years ago.
However, because a female reporter came later, her original mobile phone was turned off, and the other party did not get the address she wanted to forward it to. Until now, after many twists and turns, Meng Fu personally got it back.
Meng Fu sat cross-legged, looking at the research and development tools that she was once very familiar with, and couldn't help pursing her lips.
Then she took out a tube of blue reagent and an instrument for distributing and screening ingredients. She put the other things back one by one, and finally closed the lid again and put the entire wooden box in the corner.
She brought the reagents and separator to the table.
The computer is still on.
At noon, what Zhao Fan saw was a black web page, but now it has turned into a normal page, stopping at the entire Jiang family’s information.
Meng Fu took a look, then looked away and continued to call up the MS's information.
Jiang Quan said that there were only three days, during which she had to broadcast live and study the last unknown component of MS. Since the other party was determined to bankrupt the Jiang family, he would never show mercy. Meng Fu could guess that most people in T City probably knew that Jiang had signed the MS contract.
**
Just as Meng Fu expected.
Most people in the entire circle of T City know about it.
Basically, after everyone knew about it, they spit on the people above them, and then felt lucky that such a thing didn't happen to them.
"The order from the Incense Association has been issued. The deadline is three days!" At the Tong family's house, Tong's father sat on the sofa and discussed the matter with several members of the Tong family's management. "Why is Mr. Jiang so reckless?"
"My people heard from Jiang Bo that Jiang Quan's daughter signed the contract in anger." Someone spoke up.
Jiang Xinran is now in the competition, and it is obvious which daughter she is talking about.
"Meng Fu? Who gave her the courage to challenge the Incense Association? Others can't hide from her." Madam Tong held the teacup in her hand and shook her head when she heard it. "Even Mr. Jiang avoided her and tried to delay. She was reckless and caused the Jiang family to collapse directly."
Jiang Quan kept the news secret very strictly, but they couldn't stop Jiang Bo, and he knew everything he needed to know.
Meng Fu's action was indeed like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
As the few people were talking, one of them frowned slightly. He was the counselor of the Tong family: "This Meng Fu, I think it's a bit strange."
Tong's father respected him very much: "Sir, you go ahead."
"After she returned to the Jiang family, she dropped out of school and went straight into the entertainment industry, but she was loved by the old man. Old man Jiang is not that kind of person." The strategist paused when he said this.
Madam Tong also picked up the teacup and shook her head. "The old man really made a mistake this time. I have also observed Meng Fu for a long time, but I didn't see anything. She has one big problem: she is very impetuous. Two months ago, she was still studying music and dancing seriously. I asked someone to investigate. She is indeed very talented in this area. If she continues on this path, she can find a way out even if she doesn't study, but -"
Mrs. Tong said calmly, "She was just interested for a while, and soon switched to the variety show and film and television industry."
It's just like she had excellent grades in the high school entrance examination, but plunged into the entertainment industry.
Madam Tong was born into a famous family in the capital, and her judgment of people was almost never wrong. After she had investigated Meng Fu, she used one sentence to describe her to Tong Eryu:
Those who are not wise enough but have big plans will be destroyed.
There is never a shortage of wise people in the world, such as Jiang Xinran. She knew that the Jiang family had a large fortune, but she had no knowledge of business or anything like that, so she did not stick to business. Instead, she turned to painting, mathematics and piano, which she was good at, and has been doing this for more than ten years.
As a person, you must know yourself, act within your ability, and know when to stop.
"I know," the counselor nodded. The Tong family was able to reach the position they are in today, and they knew almost every family in T City very well. "The strange thing is this. She entered No. 1 Middle School again."
Not everyone can enter the First Middle School if they want to.
Especially after dropping out of school for two years.
The Tong family also wanted to find out what happened to Meng Fu entering No. 1 Middle School.
But nothing could be found. There was absolutely no information about Meng Fu entering No. 1 Middle School.
The Tong family spent several months without any success in getting close to Meng Fu's shabby rental house, and they didn't know whether Principal Gu had any deal with Meng Fu.
The Tong family has great ambitions. Since the first day that Madam Tong married into T City, she had no intention of staying in T City for the rest of her life. So while Mr. Jiang was still around, she even broke off the engagement with Meng Fu at the risk of offending Mr. Jiang.
At the moment, it seems that Tong's father feels guilty, while Mrs. Tong is more strategic.
"She entered No. 1 Middle School because some people in the entertainment industry have been slandering her academic qualifications, so she made an agreement with No. 1 Middle School." Mr. Tong glanced at Mrs. Tong, knowing that she didn't want to talk about Meng Fu, so he dropped the topic, "Sir, do you think Jiang's has a chance to turn things around this time? I want to sign a bet agreement with Jiang Bo."
The Tong family's strategist was indeed full of doubts about Meng Fu.
We also once investigated Meng Fu, but there wasn't much information about Meng Fu, and all we found were what was circulated on the Internet.
The other party was indeed the kind of carefree person in the entertainment industry, wanting to learn everything and being interested in everything. He was indeed as greedy as Mrs. Tong described, but he was not interested in the Jiang family. If she was smart, she should have seized on this point of Mr. Jiang and joined the Jiang family...
There are many wise people in the world, but vanity, arrogance and utilitarianism are poisons that often lead people astray.
What a pity.
Hearing Tong's father's question, he shook his head: "No one in Beijing can solve this case of the Perfume Association, unless someone can contact the people of the Federal Perfumers Association, there is still a glimmer of hope, but now even the Beijing Perfume Association is unable to contact the Perfume Association. Jiang Quan can't blame Meng Fu completely this time. The Jiang family is indeed desperate. There is no need to bet. Jiang Quan will definitely hand over the Jiang family this time. He will lose."
Jiang Quan is bound to lose.
This ending was expected by everyone.
The Xiang Association's case was difficult to begin with, not to mention the deadline now -
Three days.
Not to mention that the Jiang family does not have a business chain involved in perfume making. Even if there was, they would not be able to find a perfumer from the Federation in three days.
**
The next day.
Saturday, four in the morning.
The door of Meng Fu's study was half open.
Zhao Fan helped Meng Fu pack her luggage last night and placed the suitcase in the hall.
Su Cheng had the key to this place. He came very early. When he opened the door and came in, Meng Fu, who was sleeping on the table in the study, was rarely awakened.
She had one hand under her head and the other holding a black pen, revealing only half of her face. The curly hair on her temples had slipped half way down, and her fingers were slender and clean. The pen was whiter than before, and faint blue veins could be seen. Her bones were so thin that it seemed like they would break at the touch.
The breath is calm.
Only her drooping eyelashes kept trembling.
Su Cheng's eyes moved to her hand, and he could see that the notebook under her hand was filled with densely written words and some deduced codes. He recognized that some of them were chemical fragrances.
“Buzz——”
The cell phone she placed aside lit up, and Su Cheng hung up the call before it rang.
He took a look and saw that it was someone from the Jiang family. He did not reply, but turned his phone to silent mode and took it outside again.
Su Cheng put Meng Fu's phone aside, took out his phone and made a call.
The other side of the phone.
After returning from the hospital and attending a meeting all night, Jiang Quan, who had not yet left, looked at Jiang Yu and asked, "How is it?"
Jiang Yu held up his phone, frowned, and looked a little worried: "The lady didn't answer the phone."
He called several times, but Meng Fu didn't answer.
Jiang Yu's daughter is a fan of Meng Fu. He always hears her talk about how good Meng Fu is and how responsible she is. At this time, he is a little worried about Meng Fu's condition...
Jiang Quan nodded without commenting. He pressed his temples because he had been busy all day and had no rest. He was not in a good mood. "She should have a variety show today. Don't disturb her. We will handle MS's affairs ourselves."
He had seen the old man following Meng Fu's variety show on weekends more than once. The old man had talked about it so much that Jiang Quan also knew that Meng Fu had a live variety show on weekends. When he was resting last week, he even watched her cutting rapeseed.
Jiang Quan was right. The Jiang Corporation's group of chairmen didn't think Meng Fu could really solve the problem.
but--
The signing of this contract, after all, was inextricably linked to Meng Fu. She ran away at this time. Although the directors at the meeting did not count on her, Meng Fu's behavior at this time was indeed extremely damaging to their goodwill.
**
At six o'clock, Meng Fu came out of the room holding a notebook.
Outside, Zhao Fan just came in quietly.
Seeing Meng Fu, she was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Meng Fu to wake up now. "You should get some more sleep. This weekend, the entertainment hot searches on Weibo have been cancelled, and the live broadcast of "A Day in the Life of a Star" has been moved to next week."
Meng Fu was stunned, "What's going on?"
She guessed that nothing major had happened recently.
She had just woken up, her hair was a little messy, and her face was paler, even looking a little fragile.
"It seems like there was a special drill. The official Weibo account posted it early in the morning. Now everyone on Weibo is talking about it. It's strange. Usually, such things are kept secret from the public. This time, the official announced the news and the public is very excited," Zhao Fan explained to Meng Fu. "No artist dares to buy trending searches. 'A Day in the Life of a Star' is a popular variety show. If it really went live today, someone would find out and the production team wouldn't dare to broadcast it. The official announcement of a one-day suspension has attracted a lot of attention."
No program crew dares to touch this kind of thing. Not to mention "A Day of a Star", even the variety shows that were supposed to be broadcast today have been postponed for one day.
The hot searches and popular Weibo posts are all news about the rehearsal.
No one dared to challenge the majesty at this time.
Meng Fu yawned. That was perfect. She still had a lot of things to study. "Then I'll take a shower first."
"Okay." Zhao Fan opened Meng Fu's luggage again, and watched Meng Fu's back as she went to the room. He couldn't help but mutter, Meng Fu really wanted to fall asleep and then he got the pillow.
Zhao Fan didn't know what Meng Fu was busy with, but he knew that she had hardly slept for two days.
I guess he has encountered something new again.
Even her fans knew that Meng Fu was indecisive.
Zhao Fan still remembers that when Meng Fu liked dancing and singing, she once pulled Tang Ze aside to chat all night. Fortunately, she was not famous at that time, so there were no paparazzi taking pictures of her.
Otherwise, if a scandal broke out and they clarified that Meng Fu and Tang Ze "talked about singing techniques all night long", the Weibo viewers would definitely scold them for thinking they were fools.
Zhao Fan was originally worried about Meng Fu's live broadcast status today, but who knew that entertainment was banned this week.
Just as she was thinking, Meng Fu's door opened again and she poked her head out. "Ah, Sister Fan, have you seen my phone?"
"Cellphone?" Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead, "I called you before, and it was Brother Cheng who answered. You didn't do anything, did you? Did Brother Cheng take your phone?"
"I don't think so, right?" Meng Fu rubbed her hair. She was no longer worried after hearing this and went in to take a shower.
Su Cheng usually follows a lot of rules, and Meng Fu doesn't know what she did wrong.
But she only thought about it for a second, then took a shower and continued to study in the study.
The MS issue was a bit out of touch with her.
The show was stopped at the right time, otherwise she might not have enough time.
Su Di came over to cook after Meng Fu washed the dishes and took a bath. Meng Fu was short on time and had been staying in her study. Her study was now full of bottles and jars, like a chemistry laboratory.
Zhao Fan didn't even dare to come in, for fear of stepping on some bottles and jars or being scolded by Meng Fu.
Every time Meng Fu didn't come out for dinner, Zhao Fan would bring the food in to her and bring it out at a certain time. However, Meng Fu often forgot to eat, so the food that was brought in in the morning would still be there when Zhao Fan went in at noon.
Monday morning, seven o'clock.
Zhao Fan was holding a bun outside, looking at the study, and couldn't help pursing his lips, "What on earth is she doing in there?"
Su Di also glanced at the study door and shook his head. He had never been into the study and didn't know what Meng Fu was doing. In his eyes, Meng Fu had always been a mystery.
The two were talking.
The study door, which had been closed for three days, was finally opened.
Su Di also saw Meng Fu, someone he hadn't seen for almost three days.
Today is the day for Jiang Quan to hand over the final case appraisal to Jiang Bo and the Xiang Association.
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