Chapter 766: 302NO.9 Bai Jian, Azure Dragon Bar Incident_2 Chapter 766: 302NO.9 Bai Jian, Azure Dragon Bar Incident_2 Until now, the top ten on the list have always been terrifyingly talented individuals from various fields.
There are currently only three people with more than ten million points.
When “Bai Jian” first appeared on the newcor’s list, no one in the major dostic laboratories paid attention, but since the sumr vacation, this person suddenly appeared on the overall ranking.
They climbed from several thousand to several hundred, and finally to the top one hundred.
In the end, they erged before everyone, ninth.
The points were frightening.
Everyone was wondering how far this person could eventually climb in the ranking.
A character who suddenly erged out of nowhere, every faction was investigating their backstory.
But Gao Yi had almost reviewed the information of all researchers and still couldn’t find any relevant data on this “Bai Jian” researcher, delaying his plans to recruit them.
“This person’s capability is definitely not limited to this,” the middle-aged man grasped Gao Yi’s implication, “I will continue to check the overseas laboratories.”
If they couldn’t find anything dostically, they imagined that the person should be in a laboratory abroad.
Gao Yi’s phone rang.
It was Gao Yuan.
**
Afternoon, at Sijing Club.
In a private room.
Le Yuzhang took a phone call, then turned to the girl in front of him, wearing a beige cheongsam and looking exceptionally gentle, stood up, and shook her hand, “Okay, then, Miss Wen, we’ll see each other on the 28th.”
They were as distant as if the other person was a partner or collaborator.
“Goodbye.” Wen Zhixia also stood up and politely shook hands with Le Yuzhang.
Both from equal social standings, they had only t three tis but were already bound together.
Le Yuzhang left the room, his female secretary waiting outside, handing over his suit jacket, then smiled politely at Wen Zhixia coming out from behind, “Miss Wen.”
Everyone knew that Wen Zhixia was about to beco the wife of the elder son of the Yue Family.
The secretary treated Wen Zhixia with considerable politeness.
As Le Yuzhang stepped away, the female secretary followed, “President Le, Mina is trying her best to contact Wang Xin. But at the mont, the other party only has one endorsent brand, Solid Foundation Paste, and the chances of us securing a deal are not great…”
The two of them were close to each other.
Wen Zhixia felt nothing, only waiting for the person to enter the elevator before she leaned sowhat ungracefully against the wall and pressed her phone, ordering, “Bring my shoes up.”
She rarely wore high heels, and today’s were rubbing a bit.
When the Wen Family driver brought the shoes up, she switched to sneakers and casually picked up a black coat to drape over herself.
As she walked, she tapped her phone, sending a ssage to Bai Lian.
Her engagent date was nearing, and after visiting the Xu Family, the old lady wasn’t as strict with her anymore, giving her much more free ti than before.
Behind her, the driver held Wen Zhixia’s high heels, “The old lady will return with the shareholders at seven o’clock tonight; the annual eting is very important.”
“Understood.” Wen Zhixia breezily waved behind her and stepped into the elevator, her coat billowing out in a sweeping arc.
The driver watched the decisive figure in front of him and sighed.
There really weren’t many girls who could carry off flat shoes with such presence.
**
When Bai Lian received Wen Zhixia’s call, she was in the recording studio at Jiangyin.
Inside the glass door, Yan Lu was still wearing an evening gown, standing in front of a microphone to record.
She had just walked a red carpet and ca straight here to record.
At this ti, there were also many students at Jiangyin, and so recognized her and took sneaky photos.
Everyone knew Yan Lu’s go-to arranger was Dean Jian, and there was already a trending search on Weibo, “Yan Lu suspected of recording a new song.”
“I added so hulusi sound,” Dean Jian, at her side, leisurely passed her the headphones, “the intro.”
Bai Lian took them and put them in her ears, listening quietly to the intro, the sound of the konghou enhanced by a brief segnt of hulusi, like being in a small lakeside pavilion, tranquil and softly breezy, fresh and elegant.
When it ca to Dean Jian’s arrangents, aside from “good”, she seldom had other comnts.
“It’s very atmospheric.” Bai Lian listened a few tis before returning the headphones to Dean Jian; she replied to a ssage from Wen Zhixia.
Dean Jian, hearing Bai Lian’s response, smiled.
Bai Lian was just like that, always very supportive of whatever he did.
He watched Bai Lian grab her coat, surprised, “You’re leaving now? Not waiting for Yan Lu to finish recording?”
Bai Lian’s free ti was really scarce now. After she finished writing this song, waiting for her to release a new song would probably be months later, after all, opportunities like “Blossoms on the Tree” were too rare.
“I have a friend’s appointnt,” Bai Lian answered calmly, “Send a copy after the recording is finished.”
“Alright.” Dean Jian followed Bai Lian to the elevator.
At the elevator, Leng Shuhe had just arrived and froze upon seeing Bai Lian and Dean Jian. Coming to his senses, he respectfully stood aside, “Teacher.”
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