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บท 7: 006 Treats Everyone Equally Jiang Fulai_1

Huh?

Bai Lian was so angered she laughed.

She had figured out who the person opposite her was.

Clutching Jiang He's head, did this Song person think she had become jealous of Bai Shaoqi, and that's why she deliberately took away the apprenticeship token?

"First of all, you need to understand one thing, the apprenticeship token was left to me by my mother," Bai Lian stepped out of the library, glancing at the milk tea shop across the road with her slightly squinted eyes that were pitch-black and deep. There was a shallow defiance hiding within her clean and cold beauty, " and another thing, as for my belongings, it's not just about me taking them away—"

"Even if I burned them, what could you do about it?"

There was a pause at the other end of the phone where Song Min was.

Bai Lian indifferently lowered her head and with a "click" hung up the call.

After a moment of thought, she blocked the caller.

Song Min had reminded her, there was still a marriage arrangement between them, it was time to find an opportunity to break it off.

How inauspicious.

Jiang He tugged at the hem of her clothes.

Bai Lian looked down, lazily pinching his cheek with her slender fingers, cool and clear as jade: "You're the cutie here, now tell me, what do you want to drink?"

Two minutes later.

Bai Lian was queuing at the milk tea shop across the street. It was the only milk tea shop in the area, and it was rush hour for people getting off work and leaving classes, so there was a decent-sized queue.

Jiang He didn't like crowded places, so he squatted by the side of the road waiting for her.

It was his first time encountering a problem in life.

A good friend of his offered to buy him milk tea.

Of course, there was a condition—

Jiang He poked his black wristwatch on his right hand, which immediately displayed a floating lightweight three-dimensional interface.

He opened WeChat, hesitated for a long time, and finally sent a message—

[How to quickly learn physics]

**

In the center of Xiangcheng.

A standalone Chinese-style manor.

Several people were waiting across the road.

"Dr. Gao, I didn't expect you to visit Xiangcheng; I just received the news yesterday," said a well-dressed elderly man, looking at the young man with exceptional politeness.

If other residents of Xiangcheng were there, they would have been greatly surprised, for this elderly man was Ren Qian, a frequent figure in Xiangcheng news, and one of the city's administrators.

Dr. Gao was quite young and not tall, with glasses perched on his nose.

Upon hearing, as if waiting for something, he glanced at Ren Qian and grunted an acknowledgment without saying much more.

He was accustomed to being the center of attention wherever he was; Ren Qian's admiring gaze was the norm for him.

Ren Qian knew of Dr. Gao's schedule today and came specially to meet him, "Dr. Gao, I've organized a dinner at Wanhe Building for tonight, do you think you'll have time?"

"We'll see," Dr. Gao frowned slightly.

"Alright, just let the teaching assistant know if you find the time," his answer was within Ren Qian's expectations; he was there today just to make his presence felt, "Then, Dr. Gao, we'll be off first—"

Before he finished speaking.

"Zzzzt—" There was a sound.

A black car stopped at the entrance of the manor across the street.

Seeing the young man in a black T-shirt stepping down from the car, Dr. Gao suddenly perked up, stood up straight, and strode towards the other side.

Seeing Dr. Gao's reaction, Ren Qian was taken aback and looked over.

Who could make Dr. Gao wait here for two hours?

On the other side, Dr. Gao was wearing his lab coat, squeezing his way to the entrance of the manor. Following the young man in the black T-shirt inside, he carried with him the pride of his age: "Mr. Jiang, you accepted other countries into CRFS but rejected R Country, merely because you dislike its people. Don't you think it frivolous to let personal feelings interfere with international cooperation?"

As the assistant handed over the letter to Jiang Fulai, he was shocked at the forthright challenge.

Jiang Fulai took the letter, ignoring him.

Continuing to walk, bodyguards blocked Dr. Gao.

Dr. Gao took advantage of a momentary lapse in the guards' attention to break free. As he opened his mouth wide, the assistant, sensing danger, was about to intervene!

However, Dr. Gao's next words were already out, tinged with scorn and anger: "Have you forgotten our university's motto that before scientific research there are no borders? You've long forgotten your original aspiration!"

There was a dead silence!

The atmosphere was as if they had suddenly been plunged into a snowy mountain at 6,000 meters above sea level, the pressure heavy, the icy wind howling and piercing!

Jiang Fulai finally stopped, raising his hand to stop his subordinates and looked down at the other man with an unflappable air: "Who are you?"

He asked.

Dr. Gao had been a genius from a young age, skipping grades and returning from studies in R Country at 26, participating in several global research projects. Just last year, his teacher was elected an academician. Describing him as a top-tier academic force was not an exaggeration.

His resume at Jiangjing University was well-regarded, and all the deans paid him some respect.

Yet in front of Jiang Fulai, he was nameless.

Opening his mouth, almost humiliated, he said, "Gao Jiachen."

"Gao Jiachen," Jiang Fulai nodded, he had particularly pale eyes that emitted a cool mist, and his lips were also pale. He asked calmly in return, "And why would you think I need to explain myself to you?"


บท 8: 006 Treats Everyone Equally Jiang Fulai_2

"I..." Gao Jiachen swallowed, taken aback as he, who had always been the center of attention, stammered in confusion, "But, you... it's hard for me to trust you like this..."

Jiang Fulai cut him off, "Do you think your trust means a lot to me?"

Gao Jiachen was stunned, completely unprepared for this side of the legendary Jiang Fulai, "You..."

"But you do have a point; discriminating against them alone is not right," Jiang Fulai methodically folded the letter in his hand and then bent down to elegantly slip it into Gao Jiachen's pocket, his eyes slightly downcast, cool and detached, "The envelope has the International Alliance's contact information; feel free to lodge a complaint."

He stood up straight, his black clothes gave him a lonely and unapproachable air as he strode back into the house, "Take down his name; he's permanently blacklisted from my projects from now on."

The cellphone in his pocket rang.

Jiang Fulai lowered his gaze; it was a message from someone who never texts him—

[How to Learn Physics Quickly]

Jiang Fulai casually sent back an image and turned his head, "What is Jiang He up to?"

His subordinate, who was always informed of Jiang He's whereabouts, said, "The young master is in the library, with Mr. Ming following him."

Jiang Fulai tapped on his phone screen unconsciously, his nails neatly trimmed and his hands showing a pathologically pale hue through which faint blue veins were visible.

He nodded and then fell silent.

Behind him, Gao Jiachen watched Jiang Fulai's retreating figure in alarm; this time, he was truly panicked, "Jiang's young master! Jiang..."

He wanted to catch up with Jiang Fulai, but if his bodyguards let him succeed again, they wouldn't need to show their faces before Jiang Fulai tomorrow.

Gao Jiachen was muffled and dragged away by the bodyguard.

The assistant nonchalantly took note of this person's name.

**

Outside.

Ren Qian and the Secretary-General were still by the roadside; he watched Dr. Gao enter the manor and then get thrown out shortly afterward.

"Get in the car," Ren Qian turned to leave before he saw Dr. Gao.

"Mr. Ren, who was that?" the Secretary-General opened the car door for Ren Qian to enter, he looked across at the old building, astonished, barely catching Dr. Gao's reference to "Jiang's young master."

CRFS is an engineering project by a dark matter cooperative group.

Jiangjing chose old bomb shelters left in Xiangcheng to build the research institute, located 2900 meters underground, making it the deepest dark matter research institute in the world, currently undergoing evaluation and acceptance of its associated projects.

Due to its high level of secrecy, even Ren Qian, as the highest administrator in Xiangcheng, didn't know the specific interior list.

He had gotten in touch with Dr. Gao, a teaching assistant, through someone he knew.

"I don't know; the CRFS project is highly confidential, and that person inside..." Ren Qian pondered for a moment, "His surname..."

"Dr. Gao called him Jiang's young master, so his surname is Jiang..." The Secretary-General began, but suddenly his eyes widened in realization.

No wonder.

Ren Qian looked out the car window, his voice distant, "Contact Dr. Gao's teaching assistant again tomorrow, and hope he didn't see us."

The Secretary-General wasn't sure if Dr. Gao had seen them.

If Dr. Gao knew they had seen him in such a disheveled state, befriending him would become an uncertain prospect.

"We'll see," Ren Qian sighed lightly, recalling another issue, "Why did Shaorong suddenly take leave? He didn't even meet with Dr. Gao with me today."

"He went home," the Secretary-General looked down at the schedule in his notebook, "Mr. Ji said he went to pick up Miss Wanxuan to visit her grandfather."

Upon hearing this, Ren Qian expressed no opinion.

He wasn't familiar with the Ji Family affairs. The Ji family had only appeared once at his daughter's wedding, and he only cared about one thing, "Why go back at this time?"

He usually only returned home for holidays and festivals.

Shaorong was also an intellectual, and Ren Qian had intended to take him along to converse with Dr. Gao. However, he had taken a leave today.

Ren Qian was already dissatisfied with him, and now his expression grew even more indifferent.

"It seems he heard that a niece has returned."

"Hmm," Ren Qian no longer inquired; he had little interest in the Ji family's affairs.

To them, the Ji family was simply too ordinary.

The Secretary-General chuckled.

When the Ren Family's only daughter, Ren Jiawei, had taken a fancy to the poor young man Ji Shaorong back then, not a single person in the Ren Family had agreed given the vast difference in their social status.

However, twenty years had passed, and the Ji Family had been quietly compliant.

In all of Xiangcheng, hardly anyone knew that the ordinary poor kid from Purest Street, Ji Shaorong, had successfully married into the Ren Family.

Low-profile, well-behaved.

Uncompetitive, yet without much presence.

**

On Jiang He's side.

He squatted at the edge of the road.

Jiang Fulai's reply was prompt: [Image.JPG]

Only one image.

Jiang He opened it—

The cover of a physics book from Jiangjing University that someone had helped to write.


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