Chapter 325 Regret, Fu Yunshen: What else can I do but spoil you? [2 Updates]
The team leaders, professors, and spectators who had been waiting in front of the ISC website quickly refreshed the page and clicked on the global leaderboard.
Upon seeing this, everyone went completely crazy.
NO.1: Username hidden, China, 14468 points
NO.2: Amanda, USA, 8894 points
...
NO.5: Xiang Shun, China, 6644 points
The release of this ranking instantly shook major social media platforms around the world.
[Holy crap, I'm going crazy! Two of the top five are from China! I'm asking you, who else is there?!]
Those who said China was no good, do you still have any shame left?
[Damn it, a comeback! What do you mean by a comeback?! We've already been overtaken twice, and we still have no self-awareness, wanting to offer our faces up for a slap. Doesn't it hurt?]
Before the leaderboard was locked, they saw the score of the original number one on the overall leaderboard, which was three thousand points behind Amanda and not even close to the top ten.
However, within four hours, he directly overtook Amanda by nearly 6,000 points.
This proves that the contestant not only answered questions quickly, but also did not make a single mistake.
The selection competition has this rule: the more questions you answer correctly in a row, the higher your score will be multiplied.
This attracted even more people to the Shark Live platform, to Chocolate Mousse's live stream, where they left numerous comments.
Fans speculate that this streamer must be a foodie, otherwise he wouldn't have chosen such a streamer name.
**
Ying Zijing was not online and had no idea that many people were watching her live stream.
Because her phone was confiscated after she answered the last question right on time.
She glanced at Fu Yunshen: "Do you really want to be my father?"
This time, she wasn't being lazy; she was just very busy and didn't have time to specifically do practice problems.
She finally had some free time after she finished studying the books on quantum mechanics and outer space that Herwin had given her.
Unfortunately, it was already the last day, so she specifically told Wen Fengmian that she had something to do that day and would be staying out overnight.
Otherwise, Wen Fengmian would definitely have turned off the main power switch at ten o'clock again.
But now it seems there's no difference.
Fu Yunshen nestled on the sofa, lifted his eyelids slightly, and smiled, "I really don't want to. Just call me brother."
"I got so excited doing the problems." Ying Zijing found herself not sleepy at all. "I don't want to sleep."
"You fell asleep in no time after lying down on the bed." Fu Yunshen stood up. "Little one, if you don't go to sleep soon, I'll really have wasted my time raising you. How much nutrition will you lose?"
"No, I don't want to sleep right now." Ying Zijing leaned against the bed, and after a few seconds, she suddenly turned her head. "You mean I can bother you with anything?"
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen raised an eyebrow. "So you finally thought of your brother this time?"
“Then tell me a bedtime story, not a fairy tale.” Ying Zijing paused, then added, “The more convoluted the better, don’t let me guess the ending after just hearing the beginning.”
"..."
Fu Yunshen truly did not expect that Ying Zijin would make such a request.
However, he did manage to discover this hobby of their child.
What can you do besides spoil your own daughter?
Bedtime stories have proven to be very effective.
Not long after Fu Yunshen finished speaking, Ying Zijin leaned against the bed and fell asleep.
He went over, covered the girl with the blanket, stood quietly for a few minutes, and then left the room.
Fu Yunshen took out his phone, returned a call, and after the call connected, he said calmly, "Speak."
On the other end of the phone was the Director of the IBI.
Actually, the call came an hour earlier, but Fu Yunshen hadn't answered it.
The director, recalling the rumors circulating within the IBI, suppressed his curiosity and began his report with a serious expression: "Sir, we have uncovered some important information."
"Apart from the hypnotist Mond, the identities of the other three people are fake. However, strangely, their real identities are not recorded in the system. We have also compared their fingerprints and DNA data, but we have not found any of these three people."
"But we found a small mark in their teeth, a black skull. This mark was also a miniature bomb and a locator, but it has been removed now, sir. Don't worry, nothing has happened."
"We now suspect that they belong to a dark force. The IBI has mobilized some of its elites to begin a global investigation, but they are short-handed and it is expected to take a long time."
Fu Yunshen lowered his head, exited the call interface, and opened a multimedia message sent to him by the bureau chief.
The MMS message contained only one image, the black skull icon.
His eyes gradually turned icy.
When Fu Liuying was murdered, he was hidden in the attic and could only see through the gaps in the wood.
He didn't see the people's faces, but he did see the symbols on their clothes.
It's a black skull like that too.
Fu Yunshen walked to the end of the corridor and silently looked out the window.
Every time he recalls what happened twenty years ago, his self-control disappears again and again, and he loses control of his emotions.
For many years, he has been relying on medication to suppress his symptoms.
But he didn't lie to Yu Xuesheng. After meeting Ying Zijin, he didn't undergo hypnotherapy again that year, and he rarely took medication.
She was like a piece of driftwood, allowing him to float in the endless deep sea.
Regardless of whether the people who kidnapped Herwin were related to the group from twenty years ago, he had to take care of something.
"Yunshan, I'm leaving Shanghai for about ten days." Fu Yunshen made another call, his voice slow. "Protect her well, there can be no losses. Under that premise, I allow you to sacrifice anything."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Yunshan's heart skipped a beat: "Yes, young master."
**
The Ying family's old residence.
After Zhong Manhua dropped Ying Yuexuan off at school, she received a report from the housekeeper.
"The Jiang family?" Zhong Manhua was taken aback. "Why would the Jiang family come?"
Since Ying Luwei was sent to a heavy prison, the Jiang family has once again broken off the engagement.
Madam Ying and Ye Suhe had another big fight and parted on bad terms. The two families almost broke off relations and had little contact for several months.
Zhong Manhua was also glad that the Ying family and the Jiang family had different businesses, so there was no conflict between them in the business world.
Otherwise, if the Jiang family attacks the winner, it would be a losing proposition.
"I'm not quite sure," the butler shook his head, "but it seems like something urgent has happened."
Zhong Manhua frowned: "Please come in first."
Ye Suhe was about the same age as her, but because she married Old Master Jiang, she was a generation older than her.
No matter how unhappy Zhong Manhua was, there was nothing she could do.
The butler nodded and hurried off to prepare.
Ten minutes later, Ye Suhe arrived with several servants from the Jiang family.
She wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist. As soon as she entered, she got straight to the point: "Excuse me, Madam Ying, I've come to arrange a marriage."
Although Ye Suhe did not want Jiang Moyuan to marry an adopted daughter who had been kicked out of the wealthy family, she still had to save face since she was there.
"A marriage?" Zhong Manhua was taken aback again. "For whom?"
Ye Suhe was young, so Jiang Moyuan was almost a full twelve years younger than his peers.
So back then, only Ying Luwei could be paired with Jiang Moyuan.
Now that Ying Luwei has entered, Jiang Moyuan's seniority is in an awkward position.
My peers' kids are all in high school now.
But if it's a younger generation member who's about to get married, their reputation won't be very good.
"The adopted daughter that Mo Yuan brought back from Qingshui County," Ye Suhe said. "He wants to marry her, so I've come to propose marriage and pick an auspicious day."
Zhong Manhua was utterly astonished: "What?!"
Jiang Moyuan is actually going to marry Ying Zijin?
"Impossible!" Zhong Manhua refused without even thinking, laughing in anger. "The Jiang family may not care about face, but the Ying family still does."
"Madam Ying, our two families were originally related by marriage." Ye Suhe didn't mind. "What's wrong with becoming in-laws again? We can still join forces. As long as we're strong enough, what can others say?"
Zhong Manhua still refused: "Madam Jiang, you need to understand that she has already left the Ying family. I have no way to make her obey, so how can we get engaged?"
"Besides, don't forget about the Fu family. Would Fu Yunshen allow it?"
She never expected that Fu Yunshen would be a high-ranking executive at Venus Group.
Zhong Manhua also regretted it.
If she and Ying Zijing hadn't had such a falling out, wouldn't the Ying family have gotten involved with the Venus Group too?
No matter what, she dared not provoke Fu Yunshen.
They originally intended to bring Ying Zijin back, but now they dare not.
Unless one day, Fu Yunshen gets tired of Ying Zijin.
Zhong Manhua believes that such a day will come soon.
The president of the Venus Group, how many socialites are eager to marry him?
"You don't need to worry about that. I'm just informing you." Ye Suhe said calmly, "I can certainly invite the person. And as for the Fu family, it's even less of a problem. Fu Yunshen isn't in Shanghai right now, so this is a good opportunity."
The president of Venus Group's Asia-Pacific region is rich, but he has little fighting power.
Zhong Manhua didn't dare, but she did.
Ye Suhe took a sip of tea and then sat on the sofa to wait.
**
Qingzhi Middle School.
After school in the afternoon, Ying Zijing, Xiu Yu, Jiang Ran, and several other classmates from Class 19 went to eat on West Street.
I was stopped as soon as I came out of the restaurant.
Thirty bodyguards blocked the way.
Ying Zijin looked up.
One of them stepped forward: "Miss Ying, our matriarch invites you."
Even though that's what he said, he immediately reached out and grabbed the girl's shoulder.
A new week, a new round of scumbag torment~
(End of this chapter)
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