The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 630: Are you trying to compete with Jiang University for talent? A meeting gift of 4

Both of them loved living in the mountains and by the sea.

The car had just parked downstairs.

Bai Lian had just seen a white Volkswagen with local license plates stopping in front of the building.

She opened the passenger side door and thought that the figure of the person in the driver’s seat looked familiar.

The man in the driver’s seat of the Volkswagen had just gotten out of the car, opened the trunk to get his luggage, and on seeing Bai Lian, he wasn’t at all surprised and greeted her, “Classmate Bai.”

Bai Lian closed the passenger door and looked up, very surprised, “Uncle Zhang?”

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She had heard from Tang Ming that Zhang Shize’s father was in Jiangjing, but it had never occurred to her that he would appear here.

Jiang He jumped down and went to hold Bai Lian’s dress; he was biting on the last candied hawthorn, looking up.

“Hey, He He,” Uncle Zhang greeted Jiang He and then turned to Bai Lian, “Classmate Bai, I’ve rented a place here, on the sixth floor. Xiaoze is getting out of prison tomorrow; I will head back to Xiangcheng later, just moving the luggage over today.”

Isn’t it mid-month?

What else had Zhang Shize done to get released early?

Bai Lian and Jiang Fulai returned to Room 303. In 303, Xu Nanjing was sitting on the couch watching TV and greeted them as they returned, “Alian.”

After Bai Lian greeted him, she then asked Jiang Fulai about Zhang Shize’s situation.

Jiang Fulai wasn’t surprised, putting her canvas bag in her study, “He helped Xing Lihong develop a new product, contributed 5% to the science, so he got a ten-day reduction in sentence.”

Ming Dongheng had the tea brewed and then repacked a portion for her to take to the university.

He also packed up three gift boxes for Bai Lian to give to her roommates as meeting presents.

Next to them, Xu Nanjing couldn’t help patting Ming Dongheng’s shoulder, his head full of question marks, “A new product developed while working on a sewing machine?”

No, who are all these people?

**

Six o’clock.

Bai Lian finished dinner, and Jiang Fulai drove her back to the university.

She had a new student assembly in the physics building at seven; she couldn’t be late.

When she returned to the dorm, the other three were already back.

As soon as she arrived, she heard Yu Simin’s voice, “I saw President Bo today; he really is handsome. I heard that President Bo welcomes new students on the first day of reporting. If I had known, I would have come on the first day!”

Xun Qian was sitting in her spot reading a book, “If you want to see him, you could apply to join the student union.”

“I was thinking about that, but a lot of people from our department have applied,” Yu Simin pondered, “I also want to join the Literature Club, but the assessment is so tough. Anyone willing to accompany me?”

New students always come to the university full of energy and spirit.

“A science student applying for the Literature Club? You’d be better off applying for the Debate Club. I’m not going, no way,” Kong Wei quickly waved her hand, but upon seeing Bai Lian return, she pointed to the milk tea on her desk, “Bai Lian, Yu Simin and I brought you and Xun Qian milk tea when we came back.”

“Thank you.” Bai Lian placed her canvas bag and a box of tea in pottery jars on the table and took out three gift boxes from the white paper bag, handing them to the other people in the room, “I might come back late sometimes, and the lights on my desk might be on late too. If I ever disturb you, please let me know.”

The gift boxes were ordinary with a blue floral pattern wrapped with a blue ribbon, and the ribbon wasn’t tied very smoothly.

No brand markings.

Kong Wei and Yu Simin thought they were from a boutique and accepted them, “The desk light isn’t bright, no problem, I often watch TV or play games until two in the morning.”

In the dorm room, only Yu Simin and Xun Qian came from well-off households.

Bai Lian’s luggage was simple, and her computer wasn’t the popular Pear brand, so they didn’t decline Bai Lian’s small welcome gifts, simply considering them ordinary tokens of friendship.

Xun Qian also thanked Bai Lian with reserve.

As Bai Lian took out things from her canvas bag, Xun Qian and Yu Simin saw that it was a computer, along with several A4 papers with “Zheng Si” written on them, not knowing what it meant.

Someone knocked on the door outside the dorm room.