The Secretary-General and Minister Xu didn't know Jiang Fuli, but even if they didn't know each other, they felt a strong sense of oppression as soon as they opened the door.

so that they did not dare to lift their heads.

Ming Dongheng, who followed Jiang Fuli, was born for so many years.

Even if Jiang Xiangli said that you still don't want to take the university entrance examination before, I have never felt such a strong sense of oppression.

Xiangcheng surname Ren?

Ming Dongheng didn't know how they dared to say it.

He directly stretched out his hand, picked up the secretary general and Minister Xu one by one, and threw them out, "You go in first, I'll deal with it." ”

Let Jiang Fuli deal with this matter, I am afraid that the Chen family will have to take off a layer of skin.

Wait for Jiang to leave after entering.

Ming Dongheng lowered his head and glanced at the Secretary-General and Minister Xu, "Chen Yongkun's people? ”

After Jiang Fuli left, the two of them felt relieved, but before the secretary-general's breath had calmed down, Ming Dongheng's next sentence made him feel broken.

As Ren Qian's leader, the secretary general naturally received information from Chen Ju.

Although Ren Qian's people call "Chen Ye" every time, it doesn't mean that he doesn't know Chen Ye's name.

Looking at the Secretary-General's reaction, Ming Dongheng knew that it was right, and he didn't bother to talk to the Secretary-General: "I will let Chen Yongkun communicate with you." ”

With that, he opened the door again and went in, shutting the two of them out.

Minister Xu had just been transferred, so naturally he hadn't heard of Chen Yongkun's name, and Ming Dongheng and Jiang had all entered the house, so he looked up at the secretary general: "Who are these two people?" Who is Chen Yongkun? ”

Preconceived, Ji Shaojun's family made him despise Bai Qian very much.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the Secretary-General's face was pale.

Chen ...... Chen Ye ......" The Secretary-General's fingers trembled, and he suddenly realized that he was playing the wrong place today, "Hurry back to find Mr." ”

With the momentum of those two people, the secretary general has no doubt that Chen Yongkun in Ming Dongheng's mouth is the same name.

As far as the Ji family is concerned, he originally thought that this matter was easy to solve today, but now how can it have anything to do with Chen Ye?

He almost rushed downstairs.

Behind him, Minister Xu realized that something seemed to be wrong.

He followed him downstairs, and when he got downstairs, he looked back at the almost dilapidated building behind him.

Who is Chen Yongkun?

**

Ji family.

Shen Qing was grabbed by Bai Qian's sleeve, "Ah Qian, you let me go to Mr. Secretary to talk about it, don't hold me ......"

She looked anxious.

The Ren family's status in Xiangcheng is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is located in a remote area, it can be said that it is the emperor of one party, and the other Shen Qing can't understand it, but the secretary general's sentence of the school makes Shen Qing panic!

She knew that Bai Qi was serious about learning.

Ji Heng often said that Bai Qian studied until late at night and wanted to work hard to get a bachelor's degree.

"Auntie, what are you anxious about," Bai Qian was so strong that he forced Shen Qing to sit down and comforted her: "It's a big deal that I'll change schools." ”

Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School is not bad, what do you change schools for?

Shen Qing opened his mouth, "You kid, don't pull me!" What do you know, are you like your uncle, you can't turn your brain around, you said that you are messing with the Ren family, and you will soon not be able to catch up with Mr. Secretary! ”

Halfway through her speech, she suddenly felt a chill in the whole hall, and she suddenly shivered.

As soon as I looked up, I touched the tall figure that slowly came in.

The other party lowered his head slightly, his fine black hair hung down slightly, his complexion was cold and white, his light-colored eyes had no extra emotions, his black trench coat was open at will, and his face was icy and snowy.

Shen Qing recognized it almost at a glance, the young man who was in the police station last time.

Bai Qian was still thinking about how to stop Shen Qing, but he didn't expect that someone didn't need to say a word, and Shen Qing automatically shut up.

She touched her chin slowly, and it worked.

"Don't worry," Jiang Fuli glanced at Jiang He, who was sitting on the ground playing puzzles, and said to Shen Qing, "It's going to be fine." ”

"Really?" Shen Qing was a little hesitant.

The eyes of ordinary citizens always felt that the Ren family was an insurmountable mountain.

Jiang Fuli was light: "How can Xiangcheng be surnamed Ren, Xiangcheng belongs to the people." ”

Bai Qian nodded, "That's right. ”

"Ah," Shen Qing felt that there was something wrong, but he felt that it seemed to make sense, "It seems that what you said is also true, Ah Qian, you let go, it hurts me to death." ”

She rubbed her hand that was scratched by Bai Qi, and went in to make tea for Jiang Fuli.

And he brought her a new cup.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Shen Qing handed the teacup to Jiang Fuli.

Jiang Fuli sat on the sofa, took the new cup printed with "Darunduo Supermarket", lowered his head and blew it elegantly, and took a sip, "Of course." ”

There is a frightening aspect of ginger's detachment.

Just by sitting there, he is worth thousands of troops, even if he tells Shen Qing that the sun in the sky is square, Shen Qing will feel that what he said is not unreasonable.

"That's good." Shen Qing's eyes rolled, and he began to ask Jiang Fuli again, "Little Jiang, where are you ......from?"

“……”

Bai Qian also had a headache listening to it.

"Auntie, we're going to go out and step on some more." She picked Jiang He up, "I'll go first." ”

"Hey-" Shen Qing shouted inside the door, "Hehe remember to come over with my sister next time!" ”

Jiang He, who was carried by Bai Qi, looked back at Shen Qing with difficulty.

When he got downstairs, Bai Qian let him down, and Jiang He stared at the excavators that had just entered the community for a long time.

**

Bai Qian didn't go to the library in the afternoon.

Ming Dongheng drove the car to the address she said.

It was an old neighborhood in the east of the city, he parked the car, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a dilapidated small courtyard house, and was stunned, "This is ......"

Jiang Fuli also got out of the car, stood in front of the door, and looked at the plaque half-hanging outside the door-

【Xingyi Martial Arts Museum】

The whole courtyard is very large, estimated to be five or six acres.

But it's almost on the outskirts of the city, and not many people pass by.

The door is a heavy red elm door, the four hairpins have almost faded, but it is still visible to be peonies, and the bronze knocker has faded its true color.

Bai Qian stepped up the steps and reached out and tapped the knocker three times.

No one came to open the door.

"Are you looking for Master Jin?" A man on a battery bike wiped his sweat with a towel and grinned, "He should go to work on the construction site, and he will probably come back at ten o'clock in the evening." ”

Bai Qian had long known from Mao Kun that this martial arts hall would not be opened.

But I never expected that the person who opened the martial arts hall was at the construction site.

"Thank you." She lowered her hand and thanked the man.

"I want to open the book association next door," Bai Qian stepped down the stairs step by step, and told Jiang Fuli his thoughts, "I have searched for information on the Internet for this martial arts hall, and it is very large." ”

The book association does not use a lot of space.

Jiang Fuli raised his head, he looked at the tightly closed door next to the martial arts hall, almost Ming Dongheng drove the car here, and he guessed Bai Qi's thoughts.

He took Bai Qi around and pointed to the spacious opposite side of the martial arts hall: "You can apply for a bus stop here, no matter when traffic is the most important." ”

Bai Qian completely handed over the Book Association to the Bureau of Culture and Tourism at the beginning, but today she changed her mind.

Give it to them, and the people of Xiangcheng may not be able to learn calligraphy equally.

She decided to come on her own.

There is also a martial arts hall.

Bai Qian looked up at the half-hung plaque.

Remembering what Mao Kun said about most of today's children learning taekwondo and judo, Ning Xiao said that Muay Thai is also very popular.

She withdrew her gaze.

"Martial arts?" Bai Qian was not used to typing on the computer, Jiang Fuli got into the car, took out his notebook, opened the document, and typed the keyboard with one hand to help her plan, "What else?" ”

The computer was rested on his lap casually, his cold white fingertips against the black keyboard, occasionally tilting his head, listening carefully to Bai Qi's ideas.

After the fight, he sent it to Jiang Xijue again to brainstorm.

Jiang Xijue, who was decisive in the financial world, thought that Jiang Fuli had sent something terrible, so he interrupted the meeting and went back to the office to check, and the result was a local book association martial arts hall project......

Qiu Xuezheng, who was at a loss for what to do in the Qiu family, received a perfect business plan in a short time.

**

Ren family.

Ji Shaorong looked at the gift that was thrown out of the door by Ren Wanxuan, and couldn't help pressing his head.

is also used to it, Ren Wanxuan likes to throw things when she loses her temper, whether it is given by him or by Ren Qian, she has thrown it into the trash, but Ren Qian's method of raising girls is to be rich.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all.

Ren Wanxuan was taught by Ren Qian, Ji Shaorong had no right to ask, sometimes if he said more, he would be crowned by the Secretary-General as "what is the advantage of the Ren family".

Not to mention him, even Ren Jiawei can't intervene.

Ji Shaorong picked up the gift heavily.

When I went downstairs, I saw the Secretary-General coming in through the door, and he and the Secretary-General had always looked at each other unpleasantly, which has become more and more obvious in recent years.

Today, however, the Secretary-General does not have time to mock him.

He went upstairs to find Ren Qian with a pale face.

As soon as I entered the study, a teacup smashed over!

"Xiangcheng belongs to the Ren family, do you dare to say it?" Ren Qian looked at the secretary general in disbelief, "His surname Xu is a fool, you can't see clearly in this position for so many years?" ”

Never before has the Secretary-General made such a big mistake.

Mainly because of the group of people in the Ji family, he never took it to heart, "Old Ren, I didn't know they knew Chen Ye......"

"Whether they know Chen Ye or not, I ask you how dare you say this?" Ren Qian had never been so angry, and after a while, he sat down on the chair, as if he was a teenager old, "I am now suspended for half a month." ”

The Secretary-General's head was buzzing.

"You go and tell Wanxuan," Ren Qian has not done anything bad for so many years, and he is not afraid of being investigated," and told her that she couldn't enter the Book Association. ”

As for Minister Xu......

He has done so many bad things that no one can protect him.

**

Ren Wanxuan didn't know what happened to the Ren family.

She has already received a notice from Qiu Xuezheng that Bai Qian wants to open a book association alone, in a place where birds don't.

Ren Wanxuan was still depressed about not being able to enter the Book Association, but when she heard the news, she suddenly had no interest in joining the Book Association-

[Senior brother, do you still want to enter the Xiangcheng Book Association? 】

Jiang Jing.

Xiangcheng is from Beicheng, and Vice President Qian has announced the news that Xiangcheng is going to open a book association in the Beicheng Book Association, and encourages everyone to join Xiangcheng members——

[Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association is the first place in our Lanting Award]

This news shook many people in the Beicheng Book Association, and many people were ready to move about it.

"I remember you're also from Xiangcheng, right?" Jian Rong was also very thoughtful, he looked at Qiu Boqing, Xiangcheng was very ordinary, but this white pick was really attractive to the people of the Book Association, "Captain Qian helped me sign up." ”

Jian Rong held a registration form in his hand.

"I advise you not to go, I'm already trying to find a way to quit," Qiu Boqing pursed his lower lip and said to Jian Rong and the people around him, "Give you a preventive shot, you also know where in Xiangcheng, although she is the first place, but she only enters the Xiangcheng Book Association, not the Jiangjing Book Association, and the Xiangcheng Book Association is open in a suburb." Vice President Qian is definitely going to delegate a few people, and I advise you to find a relationship as soon as you have a way, and don't let yourself be devolved. ”

"A junior association that has just been established, and there are no people in the calligraphy association, it is difficult to get out if you enter."

Saying that, Qiu Boqing also gave Qiu Xuezheng an application report.

The others looked at each other, and they also knew where Xiangcheng was.

Most of the people who want to go go rely on the reputation of "white pickup", but if white pick up does not join the Jiangjing Book Association, what is the use?

If you don't join the book association, you can't find a senior teacher, and you can stop here for a lifetime, what development can you have?

Who is not fighting for the Jiangjing Book Association, and who wants to be sent to Xiangcheng, which has no future?

One poor and two white.

There are no famous teachers, and the only one who can be called well-known is Qiu Xuezheng, who has average strength in the Beicheng Book Association.

"She played extraordinarily this time, but she didn't enter the Jiangjing Book Association, and there was no teacher to teach her how to develop in the future? I told my grandfather and asked him to find a way to say hello to Deputy Qian, and I applied to withdraw," Jian Rong frowned, and also extinguished his thoughts, "I have a third prize, which is enough to meet the application threshold of the Jiangjing Book Association, find a better teacher to teach me." ”

"Brother," he just got up, and a boy came over behind him, "You're not going, can you give me the application form?" ”

"You?" Jian Rong looked at the boy and recognized that this was his second uncle's son: "Jian Zhe? What are you doing in Xiangcheng? ”

He looked at Jian Zhe's gaze, as if he was looking at some kind of mentally handicapped person.

are looking for a relationship, not allowing themselves to go to Xiangcheng, but someone wants to go to Xiangcheng voluntarily?

"My female brother ......" Jian Zhe scratched his head, "I want to go and see the stone in Xiangcheng No. 1 Middle School, you were selected by the Qian deputy team, it is not easy to quit, it will be different if I go instead of you, grandpa will definitely not refuse." ”

Mainly......

Jian Zhe only saw the work today, and only then did he know that Bai Qian wrote Liang Ti.

And he also studied Liang Ti.

"Whatever you want," Jian Rong glanced at Jian Zhe and handed him the registration form: "Then you tell Grandpa yourself, I didn't force you." ”

watched Jian Zhe take the registration form.

Jian Rong seemed to have thrown away some package, and she was light.

Jian Zhe took the registration form and called his grandfather again.

The Jian family valued Jian Rong, and when they heard that Jian Zhe went to a place where birds don't instead of Jian Rong, Grandpa Jian was naturally very willing, and didn't ask a word.

**

Jian Zhe submitted the list and flew back to Beicheng the next day.

When I transferred to the train and arrived in Xiangcheng in the dust, it was already Monday afternoon.

No one from the Jane family came to see him off.

He was not surprised at all, he was not a person chosen by fate.

Jian Zhe arrived at the location of the Book Association alone with his suitcase, and Qiu Xuezheng was sweeping the floor outside the door.

Seeing him, he looked up and smiled: "Jian Zhe, right?" Come in first, we'll have a member meeting at six o'clock. ”

Bai Qian quietly held a book association, without a launching ceremony or press conference.

She only personally invited local calligraphers who had not passed the exam to join.

I wrote the plaque of "Xiangcheng Book Association".

Jian Zhe heard what Qiu Boqing said before, and thought that the Xiangcheng Book Association was very desolate and dilapidated, but he didn't expect to actually arrive here, but found that the things here were very old, but very quaint.

He took a sip of his teacup.

"Where did this tea come from?" Jian Zhe looked up at Qiu Xuezheng, and felt very strange in his heart.

This tea ......

Why is it so similar to old Banzhang tea......

Why do you know so clearly?

Because when Jian Rong was shortlisted for the Lanting Award, his grandfather gave Jian Rong a tea cake, Jian Rong showed off for a year, and gave Jian Zhe a drink, Jian Zhe remembered it clearly.

He even felt that this brown color was much better than Jian Rong's.

"Here," Qiu Xuezheng pointed to a large jar behind him, "Classmate Bai brought it here, do you like to drink it?" I'll decorate it and bring it back, there's little money here, so it's just a few things......"

He sighed.

Jian Zhe was stunned and looked at a jar dozens of centimeters high that was placed behind him, and then looked down at the tea in his hand.

“？”

At that time, that piece of tea cake was simply showing off for a long time.

So much...... That shouldn't be old Banzhang tea, right?

It's close to six o'clock.

Bai Qian brought Jiang He over.

She wore the school uniform of No. 1 Middle School, carried a bag in her hand, pulled her hair, and stepped into the hall of the Book Association in the setting sun.

"Then it's all here," Qiu Xuezheng invited a few teachers out, and then said to Bai Qi, "Today is the first all-staff meeting, although there are no people, it will be very difficult at first......

Jian Zhe sat beside Bai Qi and looked at the few people sitting scattered on the octagonal table.

Some understood what Qiu Boqing meant.

"Teacher Qiu, wait," Bai Qian was looking down at English reading, and when she heard Qiu Xuezheng's words, she raised her head, her arm lightly rested on the table, her legs crossed, and her other hand supported her chin to look out of the door, "There is another person." ”

"Who?"

Qiu Xuezheng was stunned.

He had not received any other applications.

As he was talking, in the twilight, a slender figure slowly appeared at the main entrance, he was still holding a mobile phone in his hand, and walked forward unhurriedly along the bluestone pavement.

Qiu Xuezheng recognized it at a glance, it was the man sitting next to Bai Qi in the café before.

Jian Zhe was lying on the table and talking to Bai Qian.

As if sensing the gaze, he looked up and sat up sharply.

There were other people sitting at the table of the Eight Immortals, and everyone was originally talking and laughing, but when they saw Jiang Fuli, they were all very nervous for some reason.

Jian Zhe half-moved his buttocks, thinking about giving the big guy a seat.

However, before he could stand up, Jiang He, who was sitting on the other side of Bai Qi, got up familiarly and sat on the stool placed on the side with an expressionless face.

Jian Zhe: "......? ”

Jiang Fuli casually pulled out the chair beside Bai Qi, sat down attentively, and greeted the people at the Eight Immortals table, "You can talk casually, I'll just listen." ”

He looked like I was just listening.

But in the face of him, can Qiu Xuezheng get up at will?

"That's right, we have a total of seven original members this time...... Eight places," Qiu Xuezheng read them one by one with the notebook, and at the end of the reading, he looked at Jiang Fuli hesitantly, "Please, may I ask......"

"Jiang is attached, the Turkic is attached." Jiang Fuli tapped lightly on the table with his fingertips, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, and he reported his name.

Qiu Xuezheng nodded, added his name, and asked, "Is it the first time to join the Book Association, or the second time?" ”

"Second joining."

Qiu Xuezheng was surprised again, he thought that Jiang Fuli was the same as Bai Qi, for the first time.

After all, Jiang Fuli has an elite atmosphere, more like a person engaged in finance and politics, not so much like an artist.

"Second join," he said, taking a sip of tea and continuing to write on paper, "which book association was there before, is there a rating?" ”

"Chinese Calligraphy Association, rating ......" Jiang Fu opened his mouth lazily and thought for a while: "Special member." ”

Holding a pen, Qiu Xuezheng, who was just about to write down Jiang Fuli's information, was stunned and looked up in shock!

(End of chapter)