The circle that Rui Ze can access is definitely different from Su Xian's.
"Formation?" The second elder looked up.
As a neutral force in the capital, the Fang Team has never been biased towards any family.
Su Xian took the cup beside her but didn't drink it. She looked out the door and fell into deep thought. "Well, let's ask Captain Fang first. He is in contact with this circle."
Two people are talking here.
Su Cheng also got in the car.
Su Di called him. Su Cheng put Dabai in the back seat, turned on the Bluetooth headset, and answered Su Di's call.
"Miss Meng has arrived and is talking to Sister Fan," Su Di adjusted the fire on the stove with one hand. He glanced in the direction of the hall and lowered his voice slightly: "Master, I didn't find it. Do you want to continue?"
The light turned red, Su Cheng stopped the car, and after a long silence, he said, "Where's the other one?"
"The core information of the slum murder case is in the Investigation Bureau, which has a high level of authority. Only M Xia herself should know the extent of her injuries. There are many rumors on the street," Su Di opened the lid, pondered for a while, and then spoke, "I don't think the rumors that she died are credible."
...
...
"Yeah." Su Cheng responded lightly and hung up the phone.
The light turned green, he turned the steering wheel and drove towards Peking University.
Soon, we arrived at our residence.
Meng Fu received a WeChat message from Su Xian——
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Meng Fu was confused by Su Xian's WeChat emoticon, so she just replied with an emoticon that said "thank you".
"Sister Fan, do I have any more albums?" Meng Fu has only released one album, which is all duets with others. It is a limited edition with only 5,000 copies. Rumor has it that it was sold out in 0.1 seconds.
It is now out of print on the market.
"Album?" Zhao Fan thought for a moment, "I'll go to the studio to look for it. I don't know if it still has it. Do you want to give it to your classmate?"
"No," Meng Fu raised her head and glanced in the direction of the door, "A friend's brother's girlfriend is my fan."
This relationship was a bit complicated, so Zhao Fan stopped thinking about it and looked up following Meng Fu's gaze.
Outside the door, it was Su Cheng who came back.
He didn't continue to hold the goose rope in his hand. One end of the rope was wrapped around the goose's neck. He walked in front and Dabai followed behind him, twisting and turning.
Its fur has been well maintained and the beautician has even specially trimmed it into a nice shape.
Su Cheng must have just taken it to take a bath, and it exudes the scent of money from head to toe.
"Brother Cheng, have you seen "A Day in the Life of a Star"? " Zhao Fan looked up and asked Su Cheng, "I just confirmed with the producer that the time is just right, and it will be staggered with the GDL audition."
"I have checked. I have booked the time with them." Su Cheng lowered his head and glanced at Dabai.
Dabai staggered to the bathroom.
The bathroom was specially built later, with a small pit exclusively for Dabai.
Zhao Fan looked around Dabai, then sighed to Meng Fu, "Money can make a goose obedient."
Meng Fu looked at Dabai, then came back somewhat convinced and asked Su Cheng, "How did you educate this goose?"
After all, Yanghua can't do anything about it.
In the Taoist temple, it is even more powerful.
"It watched TV all day," Su Cheng said casually, "When do you have an exam?"
"October 9th." Meng Fu withdrew his gaze from Dabai and sighed.
Then she went back to her room to get her own password box. When Zhao Fan came, he brought her password box with him.
Outside, Zhao Fan frowned slightly. She planned her time. On October 9th, she would go directly to record "Star" after the exam. She would also have to follow the GDL crew later. "Brother Cheng, can I ask for leave from school?"
When Meng Fu was in high school, she asked Zhou Jin for leave. Zhou Jin also set goals for her. Zhao Fan had been to university, but Meng Fu did not study acting, so taking a long leave was equivalent to dropping out of school.
"These are not problems," Su Cheng turned on the TV. The network connected to the TV was the last episode of Meng Fu's "Haunted House" that Su Di played last time. "You take care of the public relations side."
Meng Fu has only one variety show "Haunted House" recently.
**
In the room, Meng Fu opened her password box. There were several books inside, and she took out one of them.
The cover was crumpled.
If any staff members in charge of filming "The Best" were here, they would definitely be able to tell that this was a few words from the book "Difficult and Complicated Pig Diseases" that Meng Fu had read before.
Meng Fu casually flipped a page. There were no long paragraphs of text, nor any descriptions of pigs.
There is only a diagram of the human body structure, which clearly describes several acupuncture points.
She put the book down and took out another ancient book.
This time it is a very thick book.
Meng Fu lowered her head and flipped through the classics, but the cell phone in her pocket rang at this time. Meng Fu took out the phone and saw that it was Grandpa Jiang.
She would send two videos to Grandpa Jiang every week. Meng Fu was not surprised to receive a call from Grandpa Jiang at this time. She put the phone to her ear and said, "Grandpa."
"Fu'er," Mr. Jiang was still awake, his voice sounded full of energy, "Have you had a hard time studying recently?"
"Fortunately, the exam is coming up." Thinking about what happened in Class 2, Meng Fu pondered for a while.
"Exam?" Mr. Jiang asked with concern, "Can you keep up? College is not like high school."
Meng Fu thought about it. She was not sure about the difficulty of the perfumery assessment. "It should be okay, right?"
Grandpa Jiang nodded and said, "That's good. You don't have any worries recently, right? You have to be an artist and take care of your studies at the same time. Don't work too hard. If you have any problems, call grandpa."
Every time Mr. Jiang talked to her on the phone, he would say these few sentences, and Meng Fu was used to it.
"Come back when you have time. Grandpa has something to talk to you about." On the other end of the phone, Grandpa Jiang sat back in his chair and said quickly, "It's not a big deal. Finish your own business first and then come back. The next two months will be fine. Grandpa hasn't talked to you for a long time."
Meng Fu leaned back in her chair, raised her eyebrows, and ruthlessly exposed the truth: "Didn't I go home to eat with the dog when I was recording the show last week?"
Mr. Jiang paused: "...You are not as fun as my little sister!"
He hung up the phone angrily.
In T City, opposite Mr. Jiang, Jiang Quan silently raised his head and glanced at Mr. Jiang.
"What are you looking at? You have such big eyes?" Old Master Jiang raised his head, indifferent.
Jiang Quan quickly apologized: "No, my eyes are not as big as Fuer's."
Mr. Jiang glanced at Jiang Quan and called Su Cheng again. Su Cheng wanted to give him more face than Meng Fu did. Seeing that Mr. Jiang was busy, he directly gave a time range, "Is October okay? She will finish her exams on October 9th."
He didn't ask what Mr. Jiang was going to do.
"October is fine, just don't let her get too tired." After Grandpa Jiang finished talking to Su Cheng, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt much better.
Seeing that the two had hung up the phone, Jiang Quan poured a cup of tea for Old Man Jiang, "Dad, why do you insist on Fu'er coming back? She is not the same as before. She has many announcements and is very busy."
Jiang Quan also visited Meng Fu at work and knew Meng Fu's daily schedule.
In addition to filming, she also has studies and a painting assignment assigned to her by the president.
"Make a will and divide the shares under my name." Mr. Jiang took the tea, took a sip, and said slowly.
"Will?" Jiang Quan looked up at Old Master Jiang after hearing this. "You..."
"It's almost time." Old Master Jiang glanced at Jiang Quan, hit him with his cane, put his hand on his lips and coughed twice: "Can't I enjoy my retirement? Have you ever seen anyone at such an old age still busy in the company?!"
Now that Jiang Quan has enough execution ability, Mr. Jiang is no longer worried that he will not be able to handle the huge family business.
Jiang Xinchen has also grown up since the last time.
Jiang Quan: “…”
He had never seen anyone so old competing with a group of young girls for tickets.
But he didn't dare say it.
At home, Mr. Jiang’s majesty is engraved in everyone’s heart.
Only Meng Fu had enjoyed his gentleness. He and Jiang Xinchen grew up under the strictness of Grandpa Jiang and would kneel in the ancestral temple at any time.
"You should also notify Xinran," said Mr. Jiang, and then paused for a moment, "After all, you raised her in front of you."
Jiang Xinran and Yu Zhenling are not qualified for the shares.
However, when Jiang Xinran was in the Jiang family, he also provided a lot of convenience to the Jiang family. Old Master Jiang also hoped that Jiang Xinran would not resent Meng Fu because of this, so as to create a good relationship for Meng Fu.
Jiang Quan nodded. Dividing the shares was indeed a big deal. No wonder the old man insisted on having Meng Fu come back.
**
Meng Fu hasn't had any major announcements in the past two months, and only shot a magazine shoot in Beijing.
The rest of the time I read books in the Perfume Department.
"These are all the test questions from previous years," Liang Si handed a photocopied document to Meng Fu in the cafeteria, "Take a look."
These two days, seeing that Meng Fu no longer watched TV, she read the notes he gave her every day. When Duan Yan demonstrated the spices to everyone, she also watched carefully. Liang Si was sure that Meng Fu was serious about staying in the perfumery department.
Meng Fu put down her chopsticks, took it, and thanked her: "Thank you, Senior Sister."
"It's okay," Liang Si looked at Meng Fu, "Don't be too stressed, this matter has nothing to do with you."
"Yeah." Meng Fu lowered his head and took a bite of rice.
After eating, I returned the plate to the recycling station and took my notebook to adjust the fragrance system.
As soon as she returned, two people in the class waved at her, "Brother Fu, come and take a look at this. This is something that you took last year's exam. It's easy to get it this year..."
A man and a woman, also in Duan Yan's group.
Meng Fu walked over and sat opposite the two of them. She lowered her head to glance at the information above. It was a niche spice she had never heard of, so she listened carefully.
She had seen many medicinal herbs, but had rarely come across such niche spices that had no special effects.
When Meng Fu gets serious, others can see that she has talent.
By analogy, she knows much more about spices than the average person.
During this period, everyone in Class 2 realized this.
In the practical class, Liang Si stood at the back door. Seeing Meng Fu listening carefully to what they were saying, Liang Si couldn't help but pursed his lips.
"Isn't this what you wanted to see most in the beginning?" Duan Yan walked over from behind and asked.
Liang Si looked at Meng Fu's back and sighed: "Junior sister is very talented, senior brother, give her time, she can definitely reach your level, I will go find Professor Feng!"
**
Soon, Feng Zhi left the office and came to the lounge.
Outside, Feng Xiu was about to push the door open, but stopped with his hand on the door. He raised his hand and told the subordinates around him not to speak.
The door of the lounge was half-open, and the sound of sealing could be heard from inside.
Feng Zhi's assistant handed the coffee to Feng Zhi and lowered his voice, "Professor, please don't think about it anymore..."
"Duan Yan, Liang Si, and Meng Fu," Feng Zhi smiled bitterly, "Two would be fine, but now there's another Meng Fu. How can you make me not think about it?"
"Liang Si said that Meng Fu's talent might be no less than Duan Yan's," the assistant said softly, also feeling sorry for the three people, "these three people should have been in Class 1 in the first place."
At this point, the assistant couldn't help but shook his head, "What a pity..."
Although he comforted Feng Zhi that 50% of their class might pass, or Duan Yan might be able to achieve S in grade 3, he also knew that this was just consolation for Feng Zhi.
Upon hearing this, Feng Xiu outside immediately withdrew his hand.
He didn't continue walking towards the lounge, and without saying a word, he went straight back to his office.
"Dean Feng, this..." The subordinates around Feng Xiu obviously also heard the conversation in the office, and they couldn't help but look up and look at Feng Xiu.
Feng Xiu frowned, "Show me Meng Fu's information."
Feng Xiu had no doubts about the talents of Duan Yan and Liang Si, but as for Meng Fu... Feng Xiu was a little skeptical.
Meng Fu has been in the Perfume Department for such a long time, but Feng Xiu has never seen Meng Fu's information.
This is the first time I've mentioned wanting to see his profile.
In less than ten minutes, his men brought Meng Fu's file and handed it to Feng Xiu: "Seal the dean."
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