The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 768: 303 members joined, shocking friends circles in all directions_1

Yunxiao District is different from the carved beams and painted rafters of Shimen District, the lively and human touch of the university town in Chang’an District, and the low-profile simplicity of Xingjiang District.

As an economic center, it has always been luxurious.

Neon lights dazzle in splendor.

Jiang Fulai stood by a nearby street sign, his gaze lazily falling into the distance where Bai Lian was talking with Xiaoqi. Her unbound hair fluttered in the wind and the skirt she was wearing swayed gently.

Her eyes and brows were hazily covered by the roadside lanterns, exuding a unique Chinese charm.

Behind her was the cold-colored glimmer of lights.

Uniquely blessed.

“I won’t make an appearance,” Bai Lian discussed with Xiaoqi about the end-of-year business alliance event, “You and Doctor Liu can host it. I’ve reviewed Xun Chun’s year-end welfare plan, it’s very good. The focus is to promote the planting of herbal medicines in Xiangcheng.”

Having been open for over a year now, after the “acupuncture for myopia,” some bloggers began to see initial results. With Xiaoqi’s marketing genius, Xian Kang has formally become the “go-to” choice for netizens seeking myopia treatment within the country.

Xian Kang’s popularity naturally led to others following suit. Xian Kang did not work in isolation but welcomed teachers from any pharmacy to learn the acupuncture for myopia technique, a move that earned them a lot of praise.

In the first half of the year, the internet was all about Yan Lu and “Dayong.”

In the second half, most of the topics revolved around Xian Kang and Bai Lian, and the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association also enjoyed some of the attention.

Netizens knew that Xian Kang and Xingyi Martial Arts School were from Xiangcheng, but they were unaware of Bai Lian’s connection with Xian Kang.

Xiaoqi was aware that Bai Lian was unlikely to attend the event; in fact, at various conferences, Dr. Liu usually represented Xiaoqi.

Despite having earned his own money since junior high and possessing a mature aura, he was not fully trusted by the bosses and business partners due to his young age.

“Chairman Liao from the Jiangjing Business Association has been eagerly inviting us to join the association,” Xiaoqi brought up another matter to Bai Lian, “He would like to invite you to the end-of-year business alliance banquet.”

Xian Kang’s success in countering old brands like the Luo Family and breaking into first-tier cities has garnered the attention of major business alliances.

Those in the industry know that Xian Kang must have political connections; otherwise, it wouldn’t have been possible for them to obtain insight into the top-level policy decisions so early on. Xian Kang has already become a target for various business alliances.

The Jiangjing Business Association is the most famous and mysterious business association in the country, with branches all over the world.

In this case, having Dr. Liu represent them would no longer be appropriate.

“Alright,” Bai Lian draped in a cloak, glanced at Jiang Fulai, who was wearing a coat in the sub-zero temperature, and walked towards him, “have him contact me.”

Chairman Liao, Liao Guangxuan.

Bai Lian had some impression; a student of President Feng, in partnerships with Xu En.

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Jiang Fulai’s constitution turned exceptionally cold in winter, which he claimed was a sequelae from being frozen as a child.

Bai Lian reached out to offer her own cloak to him.

She was politely stopped by the young master of the Jiang Family, his distinct finger joints pressing against her hand. His voice, faint as ever, had her bring his car over: “Although I haven’t drunk any alcohol, I’m also not cold.”

As soon as he uttered these words,

Bai Lian knew that the subject of alcohol wouldn’t end for ten days or half a month.

Back at Shanhai Apartment.

Bai Lian wanted to take a bath, having stayed in the bar for over two hours and having had a couple of drinks with Wen Zhixia, she couldn’t avoid the smell of smoke on her.

At this hour, room 303 was quite crowded; Zhang Shize and Tang Ming were there, and Ning Xiao was still in Ma Institute’s laboratory.

Xu Nanjing, holding chess pieces, was eager to challenge Zhang Shize to a game of Gomoku.

After a thought, Bai Lian decided to take her home clothes and go to the bathroom next door.