The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 678: Jiang Family’s unique ruler, the invitation from President Jian_1
 

Ji Shaojun carried the soy sauce in, and the voice of Director Chen from the kitchen promptly came through, instructing Ji Shaojun to quickly bring him the soy sauce.

Lance wasn’t familiar with Chinese cuisine, so he immediately went to watch Dean Jian and Ji Heng play chess.

It wasn’t the elegant game of Go they were playing but the more common five-in-a-row chess.

The two were evenly matched, and after covering most of the board in five-in-a-row chess, a victor had yet to be decided.

Xiaojie, not acquainted with Dean Jian and Lance and seeing them for the first time, recognized the voice of Director Chen cooking in the kitchen. He cautiously entered, greeted JI Heng, and then left.

As he walked out, passing by the door, he noticed two suit jackets hanging on a wooden coat rack.

Next to it was a blue guest pass.

Xiaojie gently closed the door behind him, and just before it shut, he saw the line of words at the top of the blue guest pass and the emblem —

“X4 Annual Global Medical Summit”

The door closed, and Xiaojie, standing outside, suddenly realized.

Wasn’t this the medical summit that was particularly popular in Jiangjing recently?

This year, the summit was held in Jiangjing, so since the National Day holiday, Jiangjing had attracted a large number of visitors. The medical summit was a gathering of the elite, and many patient’s relatives took this opportunity to seek appointments.

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Neither the Ji Family nor the Mu Family had anyone in medicine, which was a bit odd.

As he walked out, just exiting Building No. 5, he saw Xu En carrying two jars of alcohol, not the whiskey loved by top-end clubs, but two jars of aged wine wrapped in red cloth.

Knowing Xu En was this year’s new face of affluence in Yunxiao District, Xiaojie stepped aside, “President Xu.”

Xu En had set up a private equity fund. Mu Yining herself had thrown in eighty million to join their game, not much, but still indicating her stance. Xu En was originally from the hotel and catering business, and this time starting a private equity, despite his familiarity with Director Chen, faced many internal skeptics. Mu Yining was currently the highest investor.

The name of the fund was quite interesting, Little Grape.

A small fund stock that had just started to be listed.

Xu En greeted Xiaojie amiably.

**

Jiang University.

Today was still the bi-weekly literature presentation.

Giving the presentation was still Bai Lian, but this time, the main body of the literature review was written by Ning Xiao and Ding Wenyang, not achieving an A but getting a B+, which was enough to excite them as their best expectation was only a B.

Each Tongfeng class’s literature presentation was public, not restricting students from other majors to observe.

Today, there were even more onlookers than last time, with seats filled with students from other majors.

At 8:30 p.m., the presentation ended, and Bai Lian left with her group.

On the road to the left outside the lecture hall, Jiang Fulai had been waiting there for ten minutes, with the western gate of the University closer to Shanhai Apartment. He hadn’t driven, instead walking over.

The evening brought another sprinkling of autumn rain, moistening the air. Grass and trees along the path were covered in droplets, and the pavement was still damp, occasionally with a small puddle reflecting the sheen of the streetlights.

The atmosphere of the school was always serene and harmonious.

Jiang Fulai stood lazily by the roadside, his gaze fixed on the distant gate, about to take out his phone when a group of students burst through the gates.

He straightened up slightly, and soon Bai Lian came into view.

The weather had gotten cooler, and today she wore a beige sweatshirt that was somewhat long. Its collar featured two red decorative buttons and the cuffs were spliced with a band of red split embroidery.

The hem of the sweatshirt was irregularly stitched, draping lazily, perfectly highlighting her casual and gentle temperament.

Many female students had taken a liking to this sweatshirt.

While chatting, they asked for the link to the sweatshirt.

Bai Lian then paused and patiently explained to them, looking down at her moues, that it was a custom modification by her grandfather, without a link to buy.

Fulai waited patiently not far away, the girl under the lamp looking unbelievably pretty and gentle. As people came and went along the road in front of the lecture hall, her silhouette was reflected by the light behind her.

Tang Ming and Ning Xiao didn’t dare walk with Bai Lian at this time, so they took another route towards the cafeteria with Ding Wenyang and others.

“It’s a bit cold today, are you just wearing that?” Once Bai Lian approached, Jiang Fulai took her computer in one hand and with the other, gently took her right hand, his fingers leisurely weaving through hers to hold tightly.

“I’m not cold,” he was wearing an extra coat, and his fingertips were even cooler than hers. Bai Lian turned to him and said at an unhurried pace, “You should dress warmer, Young Master Jiang. The cold’s going around; be careful.”

Jiang Fulai felt a bit gloomy and changed the subject, “My auntie is back.”