Chapter 905: Extra Story 357 Part 2: The VIP Visiting Xicheng, Gifting_3 Chapter 905: Extra Story 357 Part 2: The VIP Visiting Xicheng, Gifting_3 Jingjing waited at the door.
Three minutes later, a slender figure erged, dressed in a black trench coat, with one hand tucked into his coat pocket, standing a few ters away, calmly looking at them.
Wang Xu and Pei Qin suddenly felt a tingle on their scalps; both of them stood up straight and obediently greeted, “Mr. Jiang.”
“Co in,” Jiang Fulai said indifferently, turning around.
Bai Lian and Ning Xiao were examining machines, both wearing white lab coats, walking in the operation room under the silver do where so machines were running.
Wang Xu and Pei Qin wore temporary badges and looked around in amazent.
The group spent the entire day there with Bai Lian and Ning Xiao calculating data and occasionally asking Wang Xu and Pei Qin questions about the model.
It wasn’t until evening, after Bai Lian took a phone call, that the group finally left.
Ning Xiao continued to stay for research while Bai Lian was off to see the dicinal herb producers in Xicheng where Xiaoqi had earned his first batch of capital.
She was in Xicheng with Jiang Fulai, driven by a security guard from Xicheng.
Two security guards followed them from start to finish, never too far or too close.
After reporting his data, Xuan Kang presented Bai Lian with items transported over from Xiangcheng, “Miss Bai, these are for you, sent by Mr. Xiaoqi.”
They were several gift boxes prepared by Ji Heng for the Ji Family.
The two security guards behind Bai Lian neatly took them all.
After seeing Bai Lian and her party off and ensuring they had left,
the bodyguard next to him asked the Xicheng manager of Xuan Kang, puzzled, “Is Miss Bai really one of ours from Xuan Kang?”
“Of course,” replied the Xuan Kang manager.
“Manager, let’s renew our contract for another ten years,” the bodyguard said, visibly more spirited.
Manager: …?? You weren’t this easy to talk to when I hired you!
Ordinary people wouldn’t notice, but as a forr soldier, the bodyguard could tell that the two n who followed Bai Lian had bulges at their waists, most likely guns.
These days, those who dare to carry guns on the street…
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The Ji Family.
Ji Heng sat beneath the willow tree next to Ji Wanxin’s room, quietly looking at the erald green stone pond.
Until Bai Lian’s call ca through.
Telling him the gifts had arrived.
Back in Xicheng, Ji Heng had prepared New Year gifts for his grandmother and the others in the family, so tobacco bought from Li Sheng, and so special products from Xiangcheng. Since the tobacco hadn’t arrived yesterday, Xiaoqi had ntioned that it would be convenient to bring it along with the Xuan Kang delivery today.
Ji Heng was not yet ready for Bai Lian to visit the Ji Family.
After all, her situation was quite special.
He went to greet his grandmother and ntion that he had to take care of so matters outside.
“It’s that old butler…” Ji Lang said sothing quietly to the grandmother, and upon seeing Ji Heng approach, he lowered his eyes and quickly changed the subject.
Knowing they deliberately shifted the topic.
Ji Heng didn’t mind; he just told his grandmother that he needed to go out.
The grandmother didn’t stop him, “You haven’t been back to Xicheng for a long ti, and Xicheng has changed a lot. Let Old ng accompany you out.”
Uncle ng could drive.
And take Ji Heng to et Bai Lian.
On the road, Ji Heng received a call from Ren Qian.
Ren Qian wanted to give Ji Heng his New Year greetings since they hadn’t t in person, just a phone call for the New Year wishes. After the call, he casually ntioned Xiaoqi.
The two then discussed going back to school for a bit longer.
Ji Heng had no objections to Xiaoqi’s decision not to continue junior high school. Ren Qian, even if unconcerned about Xiaoqi, was sowhat annoyed at Ji Heng’s indulgence.
After the call ended,
Uncle ng looked at the back seat in astonishnt, “Talking about your grandson? Is he going to school, junior high? He can attend school in Xicheng, you don’t have to worry about the school registration, with Young Master Lang and Miss An here.”
“No need,” Ji Heng hung up the phone and shook his head, “He’s eighteen now; going back to junior high isn’t right.”
What?
Eighteen?
Uncle ng was taken aback.
He had thought that Ji Heng’s grandson was around the age of thirteen or fourteen, appropriate for attending junior high school. He hadn’t anticipated that at eighteen, there was still a dilemma about going to junior high.
He had intended to ask Ji Heng about his granddaughter as well but now didn’t dare to ask.
It wasn’t long before they arrived at the teahouse on Old Street.
Uncle ng parked the car, followed Ji Heng out and looked around at the ancient charm of Old Street, “Which place are you looking for, sir?”
“Alian,” Ji Heng took up his pipe, headed in a certain direction, “my granddaughter.”
His granddaughter?
Uncle ng looked surprised for a mont and followed.
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