Chapter 238: Still don’t know what divine calculation is?



The two policemen's faces suddenly darkened.

The eyes looking at Su Ruan were all cold.

They are local Shanghainese and have naturally heard the gossip in the wealthy circle.

Moreover, because of the sign erected at the entrance of Century Shopping Mall, the name Su Ruan became known far and wide.

Slandering a little girl with your mouth?

What kind of scheming and vicious woman is this?

Under the scrutiny of the two policemen, Su Ruan's brain exploded and her face became even paler.

The next second, she suddenly seemed to realize something and turned her head sharply: "Are you deliberately provoking me to call the police?!"

"Congratulations." Ying Zijin leaned against the door, yawned again, and smiled sideways, "Your IQ is online."

The two policemen finally understood what was going on.

One of them said in a deep voice: "Madam, you are wasting resources maliciously. We must record you."

"Why?" Su Ruan was really panicked. "She asked me to call the police! She was the one wasting resources! Besides, this doesn't mean she didn't take my card."

"One billion, and I'm greedy for ten million from you?" Fu Yihan was completely impatient. He warned, "Su Ruan, this is Shanghai, be more obedient."

"Besides, it was you who said you were going to call the police. Are you blaming Miss Ying?"

Su Ruan couldn't help but take a step back, her fingers trembling: "You two brothers have been bewitched by the vixen..."

The two policemen would not interfere in the private affairs of the wealthy family. After recording Su Ruan's case, they left.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Ying, and Yun Shen." Fu Yihan sighed, "I'll take her back first."

Su Ruan didn't want to stay any longer, her face was burning with pain.

Tonight, she was completely embarrassed, in front of Fu Yunshen.

Fu Yunshen put one hand in his pocket, raised his eyes when he heard the words, and said in a cold voice: "I haven't let you leave yet."

Fu Yihan paused and really stopped again.

Su Ruan was so angry that she hit Fu Yihan's chest: "Why do you listen to him so much? You are the eldest brother!"

Why did she marry Fu Yihan?

Isn't it just to keep her above Fu Yunshen and make him look up to her?

Fu Yihan held Su Ruan's hand and looked at the handsome man with guilt in her eyes: "Yun Shen, what else?"

At this moment, the elevator on the right side of the corridor made a "ding" sound.

A waiter in a tuxedo came in.

The waiter was holding a bag, which was black and opaque, and no one knew what was inside.

Ying Zijin took a look, his eyes determined.

The waiter stepped forward and handed the bag over respectfully: "Seventh Young Master, I have brought the things you requested."

Fu Yunshen raised his hand, took the bag, then stood up and walked in front of Su Ruan.

Su Ruan looked up subconsciously, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw that enchantingly handsome face.

She had to admit that she had never seen anyone more handsome than Fu Yunshen, whether in the imperial capital or abroad.

This man seemed like a god on earth, his facial features were shaped by God, and he was so stunning.

If it weren't for the fact that he was such a dandy boy, she would have been happy to marry him.

Su Ruan looked dazed for a moment.

But the next second, before she could pull her thoughts out of her fantasy, she was hit right on the head by a pile of black cards.

They came pouring down her head, one after another.

Each one has a golden iris logo on it.

There are a hundred of them.

Su Ruan was completely stunned.

After Fu Yunshen finished pouring the wine, he handed the black bag to the waiter.

He took a step back and put his hands back into his pockets: "I'll give you one stack. Is that enough?"

Su Ruan's face turned pale with humiliation, and all the blood color was gone.

Her lips trembled and she spoke incoherently: "Fu Yunshen, you, you..."

"If it's not enough, there are more." Fu Yun raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'll send someone to deliver it to the Fu family later. If you still feel it's not enough, eat them one by one. I will definitely not throw them away."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Su Ruan's expression, and turned sideways: "Yaoyao, let's go have a midnight snack."

The door was closed.

Ying Zijin sat at the dining table and untied the bag.

Inside were several boxes of desserts and small cakes.

But she didn't eat it immediately, but raised her head.

"Don't worry, little friend." Fu Yunshen saw what she meant and tapped her head, "There's no money in it."

Ying Zijin then picked up the spoon and asked: "Where did you get so many cards?"

She just looked at them and found that the black cards were exquisitely made and did not look like imitations.

"I was in the imperial capital at that time." Fu Yunshen was silent for a moment, "I took some by the way, but I never used them."

This kind of anonymous card is just a souvenir.

Ying Zijin nodded: "You rarely responded to the family dinner, besides because of your parents, but also because of your sister-in-law?"

"She's not very smart." Fu Yunshen laughed lazily, "Yaoyao, believe it or not, she probably still thinks that I'm deeply in love with her, and doing this is out of love turning into hatred."

“…”

Even Ying Zijin was silent for a moment: "That doesn't work very well."

Fu Yunshen tilted his head and looked out the window.

The neon lights were reflected in his eyes, reflecting the light amber pupils, like a galaxy, clear and gorgeous.

He smiled again: "I don't want to embarrass Grandpa and Big Brother. It doesn't matter if the Fu family loses me."

Ying Zijin took a knife and cut the cake, still silent.

If Fu Yunshen didn't tell her, she wouldn't know what happened in his past.

But it was obviously a painful and dark time.

The cell phone rang at this moment.

It was Rita who called her through the international chat app.

"Hello, beauty?" She was very angry. "I am so angry. This number one poison master stood me up again. She said she had something to do and would be back ten days later."

"Is there any place to have fun in Shanghai? Tell me about it and I'll go check it out."

Ying Zijin paused and asked, "How did you get in touch?"

Nok, number 87 on the Gunners List, is going to tour Shanghai. I wonder how many people he will scare.

"The letter was brought by a pigeon," Rita said. "So I always thought she might be from the ancient medical field. As for who she is, we can only tell after we meet her."

"It's been postponed for another ten days. Is that okay with you?"

"It's OK." Ying Zijin glanced at her bill, "It's just that you wasted my hotel money. It's really expensive."

“…”

——

Five days later, on August 28, Qingzhi Middle School opened.

The second year of high school officially transitioned to the third year, and also ushered in a new first year of high school.

Before school started, the senior year students took their first mock exam.

Except for regular classes, science experimental classes and elite classes do not have midterm and final exams. All the exam papers used are the same size as the college entrance examination papers.

The first mock exam was a unified exam. Since most of the questions were corrected by machine, the results came out very quickly.

As usual, the red list of the top 100 was posted outside.

Because the difficulty of the test paper is much lower than that of the elite class, it is just of average difficulty.

The ceiling is there, and students in the gifted class cannot create too much distance between themselves and students in the science experimental class.

There is only one point difference between the 50th and 51st in the grade.

But the first place in the grade had a gap of 15 points over the second place.

First: Ying Yuexuan

Total score: 735

Of course, this score is still 10 points lower than Wen Tinglan, who was the top student in the previous senior year.

Although it is only ten points, when the score is above 700, one point makes a big difference.

A genius still cannot be compared with a pervert.

"Yuexuan, you've made great progress in your studies after going abroad." The girl sitting next to her was happy for Ying Yuexuan, and couldn't help but say one more thing, "If Zhiwan was still here, she wouldn't be able to keep her first place in the grade with your hard work."

Ying Yuexuan didn't feel anything and said in a gentle tone: "Maybe he got it all of a sudden."

"That's good too." The girl said, "This way, we can keep the top spot in the senior year class in our class."

Hearing this, Ying Yuexuan was stunned for a moment: "The top student in the grade is not in our class? In the final exam last semester, I saw Zhiwan's name was first on the red list."

"That's because..." The girl was about to say something, but then she remembered that Ying Yuexuan was the eldest daughter of the Ying family, and swallowed the rest of her words back, "Don't worry, Yuexuan, Ying Zijin can't compare to you. Look, she didn't even take the exam."

Ying Yuexuan didn't say anything this time.

She tightened her grip on the pen and started writing the test paper again.

——

With the privilege given by the principal, Ying Zijin did not go to school.

She went to First Light Media.

The interviews for Youth 202 have ended, and just like Youth 101, a total of 101 trainees have been shortlisted.

Youth 101 selects female idols, while Youth 202 selects male idols.

Chuguang Media sent 3 over.

Ying Zijin went to check out the monthly report for August.

The female secretary received the notice early in the morning and waited for her downstairs and took the elevator upstairs with her.

When passing by the director's meeting room, Ying Zijin stopped and looked inside the door.

In the conference room were the directors of the marketing and publicity departments.

There was another group of people who were very aggressive.

One of the middle-aged men threw a folder directly at the assistant to the marketing director's face.

Seeing her looking over, the female secretary was stunned for a moment.

After a long while, she finally reacted and lowered her voice: "Boss, that is——"

"It's okay." Ying Zijin closed her eyes slightly, "I already know."

This sentence was neither loud nor soft, and just happened to be heard from the door into the meeting room.

The middle-aged man who threw the folder heard it, turned around, and laughed: "I haven't even told you yet, but you already know it. What do you know?"

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