Chapter 773: 304 Zhixia, this is Chairman Liao_2

Her computer was filled with charts of reds and greens.

Both glanced at each other’s computer screens, and good, neither knew what the other was up to, so they silently turned their gazes back to their own tasks.

The Wen Family butler came over a few times to replace their tea with warm water, and he could understand a bit of what was on Wen Zhixia’s computer.

It was a K-line chart.

Bai Lian’s…

Had all sorts of charts and a pile of spreadsheets, and sometimes dynamic models would pop up—no idea what she was doing.

Is this what young people are into these days?

The butler, puzzled, returned to the living room to assist the old lady with hosting guests.

After she finished a chart, Bai Lian slightly raised her hand and lazily picked up the tea cup beside her.

While chatting with Wen Zhixia, it seemed casual, “School just started, you seemed quite reluctant about the engagement when you met me?”

She had also looked into the Wen and Yue Families.

All it would take was a word from Wen Zhixia, and she could make both the Wen and Yue Families take a step back, but Wen Zhixia did not bring it up again.

“Marrying anyone is still marriage,” with no one in the flower room, Wen Zhixia’s ambition was clear. She leaned back in her chair, her hand resting on the armrest, “The Yue Family is the best blade, and both Le Yuzhang and I know each other’s purpose.”

The Yue Family valued her as an individual, and she valued the Yue Family’s power.

Both were very clear-headed.

Bai Lian looked into Wen Zhixia’s eyes and nodded slightly, “Good.”

**

That evening.

Bai Lian stayed next to Wen Zhixia’s room.

After her bath, she continued with the afternoon’s work and then spent an hour discussing details with Ning Xiao via voice call.

After the voice call, she closed the design software and returned to her WeChat page, only to see that Jiang Fulai had sent her a link half an hour ago which was then interrupted.

She powered off the computer and then turned on her phone.

On her phone, she revisited the same interrupted link and redialed it.

“I was just comparing data with Ning Xiao.” As soon as the video call connected, Bai Lian found a spot to place her phone, then reached out to tidy up the computer and notebook on the desk, putting them into the canvas bag next to her, while she explained to Jiang Fulai.

On the other end, Jiang Fulai was in room 103, deftly playing with a black Go stone.

He was too lazy to continue playing chess with Jiang He opposite him, leisurely placing the stone to block the opponent’s path and then taking his phone out to the glass room.

Jiang He on the other side: “…”

In the video, Bai Lian wore the home clothes provided by the Wen Family, a silk long-sleeved shirt, her hair still half-wet.

Her long hair hung loosely in front of her chest.

“How much longer with his data,” Jiang Fulai asked, his back against the hall lights making his features seem blurred, his usual sharp commentary, “It’s been months.”

Bai Lian turned her head slowly and sifted through the canvas bag, pulling out a black CD case, “Soon, he is coming back to Xiangcheng with us the day after tomorrow.”

Outside, someone knocked on the door.

She excused herself to Jiang Fulai and placed her phone on a table before opening the door.

Outside was Wen Zhixia.

Bringing Bai Lian some milk.

Wen Zhixia just returned from a Wen Family internal banquet that evening, which Bai Lian did not attend.

“Just now at the dinner table, that Lai Chen,” Wen Zhixia said with disgust, “riding on his family’s coattails he made somewhat successful software and thinks he’s so great, even wanting your WeChat…”

Bai Lian understood and quickly interrupted Wen Zhixia, “I forgot to give you your gift today.”

She reached out and handed the CD on the table to Wen Zhixia.

The CD case was from Jiangyin’s internal collection, black, with no stickers on it, no cover, and Wen Zhixia was about to ask what it was when she saw the signature on the CD case written with a golden pen.

Very fluid and stylized were two words—

Yan Lu.

After a moment of stun, Wen Zhixia realized, it was Yan Lu’s autographed CD.

It was just very peculiar, there was no cover.

Instantly forgetting about Lai Chen, she asked, “Yan Lu’s autograph?”

“Yeah.” Bai Lian was relieved that Wen Zhixia did not continue talking about that person from the Lai Family.

“But which song is this?” Wen Zhixia wondered, as there was no cover.

Wen Zhixia had already received signed editions of all of Yan Lu’s single releases from Bai Lian.

What was this then?

Bai Lian’s attention was still partly on the phone, but as always, she was good at multitasking, “The new one.”

New one?

Wen Zhixia thought Bai Lian was referring to the last new song by Yan Lu. She was thinking that Bai Lian had sent her that two months ago, so why send another?

“You have Yan Lu’s autograph, but do you have Mei Yi’s?” Wen Zhixia put away the CD and asked Bai Lian.

Mei Yi, the actor who played Bai Zhongyu in “Great Yong.”

This year’s popularity second only to Yan Lu.

After all, Yan Lu had the support of three types of halo.

“Mei Yi?” Bai Lian had not really asked Mei Yi for an autograph, she paused, “I don’t have Teacher Mei’s autograph, but I have his WeChat, do you want it?”

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