297 The big boss of Beijing University’s Mathematics Departnt! Giving Jiang Xinyu two head-on blows!
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Jiang Quan sent ng Fu back with so regret. When they returned to the Jiang family, old master Jiang was also back.
the old master has just returned too. He’s in the study with the young master. The servants were still cleaning the living room.
Hearing the servant’s words, Jiang Quan turned around and went straight to the study.
In the study, master Jiang was assessing Jiang Xinchen on so business issues.
Jiang Xinchen was quite hardworking and had learned from Jiang Yu very seriously. He could basically answer all of old master Jiang’s tests.
Jiang Quan didn’t interrupt him and listened to him. After the old man finished asking, he turned to Jiang Xinyi and asked, ” you’ve been working in the company recently. Can you keep up with the results? ”
His results were definitely lagging behind.
However, Jiang Yiran had always given him so notes, and she often ca to see him when he was in class.
The whole school knew that he was her younger brother, so Jiang Xinyu was a little reluctant, but also a little unable to refuse.
“Average.” Jiang Xinchen could only say this.
“Yes, be careful.” Jiang Quan sat on a chair in the study and slowly poured himself a cup of tea. He suddenly thought of sothing. dad, you even personally sent teacher Yan back today? ” Speaking of which, this teacher of Fu ‘er’s has an extraordinary aura.”
that’s right. after the assessnt, old master Jiang put the docunt back in his hand and said in a faint voice, ” President of the art Association, do you think the aura is strong? ”
“No wonder.” Jiang Quan lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
“No wonder,” he muttered subconsciously.
He coughed violently before he could even swallow his tea. He slowly raised his head and said, “”Dad, you just said ... Who is he again?”
“The president of the art Association, President Yan.” Master Jiang tilted his head.
President Yan.
Teacher Yan.
No wonder master Jiang had been so reserved during the al.
It seed to match.
Jiang Quan’s hands were shaking and he couldn’t hold the cup steadily. He put the cup on the table and looked at old master Jiang chanically. are you sure it’s the president of the art Association, President Yan? ”
He had confird this matter with master Jiang again and again. After all, the chairman of the art Association was from Beijing, and most of the higher-ups of the Beijing Art Association had only heard of his na but had never seen him.
Even Yu Yong probably hasn’t seen Yan langfeng more than a few tis.
I knew it. The last ti I saw Fu-er’s painting, it was very good. The president of the art Association has good taste! Jiang Quan slamd the teacup in his hand on the table.
He had seen ng Fu’s paintings before and knew a little about them. He knew that ng Fu’s painting skills were more acceptable.
Master Jiang had known about President Yan for a long ti, so he was calm now.
Only Jiang Xinyi, who was still standing at the door, lowered his head and looked at his feet in a daze.
Previously, ng Xun’s ” origins of mathematics ” and ” Beijing University ” had given him a head-on blow. Now, it was the ” President Yan ” incident that he was completely unprepared for. He was so shocked that he only ca back to his senses after several minutes.
When did ng Fu learn Chinese painting?
And he was directly accepted as President Yan’s disciple?
Jiang Xinyan might not know about the others, but he was very clear about President Yan and the art Association.
He had heard Jiang yiran and the others ntion President Yan more than once.
Especially tonight, they didn’t stay to have dinner with yang Hua and the others. According to Yu zhenling, they were going to the art Association to attend a class that seed to be President Yan’s ...
Now that President Yan had appeared at the Jiang residence during the lecture, Yu zhenling and the others ... Have you seen President Yan?
Jiang Xincheng walked out of the door, his hand holding the phone trembling. He looked at Yu zhenling’s room at the end of the corridor and couldn’t help but wonder what she would think if she knew that ng Fu was president Yan’s disciple.
The Yu family’s morale was greatly boosted because of Jiang Yiran. What if they knew about ng Fu?
Then would Yu zhenling and the Yu family still hide the fact that Tong erhuan and Jiang yiran were together?
Jiang Xinyi went downstairs, opened the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of ice-cold mineral water. He lowered his head and drank slowly, but his heart couldn’t calm down. He held his phone and looked at Jiang Yiran’s profile picture for a long ti. He thought about the photo she had recently posted with Tong erjin, and how they didn’t do anything when the Jiang family was in trouble.
Jiang Xinchen grabbed the phone and stuffed it back into his pocket.
She went upstairs with the ice water.
**
The next day, ng Fu was filming in M City.
This ti, the location was on a mountain in Mylta. It was a set specially set up for the filming of the last part of ” the spy film “.
Zhao fan and su de followed ng Fu.
At 9:30 in the morning, ng Fu and the other two got off the plane. The production team had a car to pick them up and bring them up the mountain.
Su di dragged the two suitcases and followed behind them.
Zhao fan got into the car and asked ng Fu if her mother had returned ho yesterday.
“No, I didn’t,” ng Fu was chatting with Xu bochuan on his phone.
“I knew it.” Zhao Fan put on his sunglasses and sneered.
Xu bochuan was very concerned about Yi Tong’s matter. When he found out that she had returned to China, he ca to find her.
ng Fu tapped on the screen of her phone and squinted. She didn’t know about Yi Tong’s grandmother’s condition, so she typed a ssage for Xu bochuan to bring a copy of her dical record.
Xu bochuan was also surprised by ng Fu’s request, but he didn’t reject it. It was just a simple request.
...
[ okay, I’ll let Yi Tong tell you about his grandmother in person. ] Just nice, aren’t you filming? Don’t refuse, or he’ll be really embarrassed to take one and a half joss sticks from you. ]
ng Fu didn’t let Yi Tong appear on the live broadcast, but this kind of friendship didn’t affect it.
Xu bochuan didn’t know what the plot of ng Fu’s first TV series would be like, but with Yi Tong’s friendship as a guest, the ratings would not be low.
ng Fu: [ ... ]
It would take so ti to get to the mountain area from the airport, and the car couldn’t drive too fast on this mountain road.
It wasn’t until 11 am that ng Fu arrived at the set of ” shadow spy.
Gao da was in the simulation base that had been set up, holding a script and explaining the show to Qin Hao and the others.
There seed to be a newcor, but ng Fu did not know him.
ng Fu asked su di to bring her suitcase back to the lounge. She looked at director Gao’s back and felt a headache coming on. Director Gao was a person who couldn’t stand any sand in his eyes.
How was she going to tell him that there was a person he had to be friendly with?
ng Fu coughed and sat on the stool beside director Gao. “Director Gao, I have a favor to ask of you.”
...
Zhao Fan, who was following behind, was speechless.
Are you sure you’re not saying, ” director, kneel down, I have sothing to tell you “???
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