The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 141: 055 Blue Crystal Flower, let Classmate Ren also take a look at Classmate Bai’s handwriting (Part 2)_i

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Ren Family.

As soon as Ren Wanxuan got home, she saw Ren Qian instructing the secretary, “Tobacco, do you have a channel? Get more tobacco.”

The Secretary-General nodded.

He too had heard of Chen Ye’s men’s recent frantic search for various tobaccos. On the surface, everyone seemed peaceful, but secretly, who knows how many people had been reassigned to this task?

Tobacco production wasn’t prominent in Xiangcheng.

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They were looking for rare tobaccos across the country to pave the way to Chen Ye’s door.

It wasn’t until Ren Qian went upstairs that the Secretary-General turned to Ren Wanxuan, “Miss, did those people from Class Fifteen come to apologize to you today?”

“No,” Ren Wanxuan shook her head, feeling uneasy, “The principal didn’t seek me out either. Could something have happened?”

Even if the people from Class Fifteen didn’t come.

The principal should have, at least.

But Ren Wanxuan hadn’t seen anyone all afternoon.

It was only after she’d lost her temper that day that Ren Wanxuan realized the seriousness of the situation, but she couldn’t swallow her pride to look for the principal.

So she let the Secretary-General handle it.

“What could possibly go wrong,” the Secretary-General had full confidence in Ren Wanxuan’s capabilities, “What else could they do? Aside from you, could they find another person to assist them with the shoot?”

Listening to the Secretary-General’s comforting words.

Ren Wanxuan calmed down. He was right about that.

“What you need to do now is just wait patiently and see who loses their patience first. Strength is everything,” the Secretary-General said with a smile, “Watch, by tomorrow they’ll be asking for your help.”

Library.

As soon as Bai Lian sat down with Jiang He, she received a message from an unnamed mobile number—

[Let’s meet somewhere tomorrow to talk.]

No signature, but Bai Lian knew it was Ji Mulan.

She didn’t respond.

On the other end of the phone, Ji Mulan was frustrated by the lack of reply.

Beside her, Xu En was video conferencing with the administrative director, his brow furrowed, “No tobacco channels under our name? Keep looking, Chen Ye is in Xiangcheng, a rare opportunity.”

In Jiangjing, they wouldn’t even have the chance to meet Chen Ye.

Ji Mulan didn’t quite understand these business maneuvers; she and Xu En indeed had a significant gap between them, just as Ji Heng had said, bringing Bai Lian might not have been a good idea.

She quietly sat aside and listened, not disturbing them.

After Xu En ended the video call, he turned to Ji Mulan, “She didn’t agree to meet with you?”

“Yes.” Ji Mulan nodded and then shook her head, “I’ll find her directly tomorrow.”

Xu En wasn’t concerned about Bai Lian, what bothered him was his rejected invitation.

Bai Lian was in the library figuring out the Jiangjing University prep camp’s app.

She wasn’t good at chemistry.

Usually too lazy to do the problems on it, but luckily, the Jiangjing University prep camp app now allowed skipping the problems she couldn’t do.

Today, Bai Lian had completed a physics problem and a math problem.

“Started doing problems?” Jiang Fulai just arrived upstairs and noticed someone practicing Jiangjing University’s prep camp problems, raising an eyebrow.

Bai Lian, with one hand pressing down on the paper and the other holding a pen calculating a problem, wore a snow-white blouse, half-leaning on the desk. Under the library lighting, her profile shone, making her look graceful and beautiful no matter how you looked at her.

She was always serious when doing homework, but today she seemed particularly languid and sluggish.

“What’s that?” Bai Lian changed her position, propping her chin with her hand and lazily looked up.

She noticed the glass bottle in Jiang Fulai’s hand.

Pale blue water contained dark blue crystalline structures resembling snowflakes.

Bai Lian quickly became captivated by the beautiful shade of blue.

The library wasn’t crowded. Jiang Fulai sat opposite her, slightly leaning back in his chair, and pushed the bottle over with an air of nonchalance, “Blue crystal flower vase.”

Bai Lian took it and quietly observed the bottle under the light, looking at the crystallized blue flowers.

“Made with glycine and basic copper carbonate,” Jiang Fulai’s light-colored eyes always appeared cold, but now as he sat in the library, the light created a hint of a languid charm, “Do you know this blue has another name?”