Jiang Fuli has processed one page of the file.

When he heard that someone would always talk about words like "peace" and "break the law", he even wanted to borrow Chi Yundai's criminal law and civil law.

Then I started thinking.

How many things have she done?

"Calm down," he raised his head, his fingers holding the pen were very cold, and many possibilities flashed through his mind, very calm, "You talk first."

Bai Zi pressed the phone to remove the loose hairpin, and slowly took off the slightly loose hairpin and inserted it again, "Just the China Calligraphy Association."

She briefly said it.

Jiang Fuli was a little relieved. This was a trivial matter. He paused on the hairpin behind her for a while, and his tone was plain: "I'll ask someone to help you get it."

"Can you get it on your behalf?" Bai Feng smoothed his sleeves and raised his eyebrows.

"A small matter." Jiang Fuli replied in a hurry.

The car arrived at Qingshui Street.

Bai Su got out of the car, and Jiang He wanted to follow him.

Jiang Fuli took it back with two fingers.

Jiang He kicked his legs.

Finally, I was frustrated.

Jiang Fuli stood beside the car with a long body and watched Bai Zi return. After returning to the car again, he calmly took out his cell phone and found someone's WeChat.

【Go and receive a prize】

On the other side of the phone.

Jiang Xijue was a little confused. He rubbed his temples, feeling that there might be something wrong with working overtime, so he clicked his finger at the executive director beside him: "You read this message from Mr. Jiang."

The director felt numb as soon as he saw the note.

He read it out with a stingy bullet.

"Ah," Jiang Xijue murmured, "I'm not dazzled."

**

The next day, Lu Lingxi took Yang Lin back to school.

Not much change.

Bai Zi sat in her seat. The observer Yang Lin took out his cell phone and sent a message to Director Chen-

【Check me for personal information.】

She remembers that Director Chen was from the Yamen.

Saturday.

The last address of the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association was selected next to the waterwheel of the Xiangcheng City Tower. There is a well-preserved ancient building here.

After Bai Xiang knew the address, she came very early. She stood in front of the high threshold and looked up at this long-standing building.

His eyes were dark and cold.

It should have been renovated many times, but you can still see that the gate is in the shape of the spire of the tower. You can see the rockery inside the gate and the corridor surrounding it at a glance.

She knew that behind the corridor was the conference hall.

I don't know if the sand table is still there.

Nowadays, bright red satin is hung on the porch and the promenade.

There were two rows of firecrackers and fireworks at the gate, and the staff were happily moving.

The hem of the clothes was gently pulled.

Bai Feng lowered his head and saw Jiang He looking up at her.

Bai Su reached out and rubbed his head.

"Miss Bai," Ming Dongheng took the car key and spoke respectfully: "I'm waiting for you outside, young master, please trouble you."

Bai Feng led Jiang He into the corridor, stepped over the corridor, and saw the sign-in place on the left at a glance.

A long row of tables were placed with brown tablecloths on it. The etiquette lady smiled gentle and perfectly, "Hello, guest, sign in here."

She gently took out the sign-in form and handed Bai Shu a pen.

Let Bai Zi sign.

Bai Zi arrived early. She saw a long sign-in form. No one signed in and no guests came.

Scan the eyes from top to bottom.

But I didn't see my name.

"Hello," the etiquette lady was surprised. She quickly took the sign-in form: "Who is your guest? I'll help you find it."

"No, there is no one here," Bai Feng saw that there was no name here, "I'll ask."

She took out her cell phone and planned to ask Qiu Xuezheng.

"What's going on?" At the gate, Ren Qian's secretary-general and a middle-aged man came in while talking and laughing.

This scene is seen from afar.

"Minister Xu," said Miss Etiquette, "This guest cannot find his name. I'm checking if there are any missing."

Minister Xu looked at Bai Zi and instantly realized who this person was.

He couldn't help but turn to the Secretary-General.

The Secretary-General's eyes touched Bai Fu, and his smile disappeared instantly.

He stood on the threshold and looked at Bai Zi: "Miss Bai, I know you know Liang Ti. I believe it is very important for you to join the Xiangcheng Calligraphy Association?"

Ordinary people in Xiangcheng cannot get famous teachers like Ren Wanxuan.

Minister Xu stood beside the Secretary-General and looked up at the sky.

The etiquette lady seemed to understand something just now, so she lowered her head and quickly retreated.

Bai Su slowly stopped the phone and looked up. The sky-blue dress reflected her shallow face, "Well, then."

"You are tactful now," the Secretary-General looked at Bai Zi for a while. He was now feeling complicated about Bai Zi and said quietly: "Miss' promotional video was recorded by you, right? If you promised that our promotional videos should be recorded again, I will let Minister Xu re-list you."

He didn't care about the previous events, as Bai Fenghui Liang Ti and Ren Qian would know sooner or later.

"Give it to her?" Bai Feng narrowed his eyes.

The Secretary-General was about to praise Bai Feng for being sensible, but Bai Feng's three words of slowness hit him in the next second: "Is she worthy?"

"You--" the Secretary-General stared at Bai Zi with a gloomy look, "You are just dogs who are waving their tails behind the Ren family and begging for mercy. Mr. Ren respects you, and you really think you are a thing!"

Around him, Minister Xu was shocked by the Secretary-General's tone.

The Ren family is in Xiangcheng, and it is indeed the same.

I just don’t know how this girl messed with the Secretary-General.

Fortunately, he did not refuse Ren Wanxuan yesterday, so Minister Xu wiped his sweat, otherwise the Secretary-General would have to make slander in front of Ren Qian.

Bai Zi stood in the corridor, her almond eyes were extremely clear and deep, reflecting the reflection of the rockery in front of her. She sneered and looked at the Secretary-General: "Do you think giving me a place will be of great help to me? Don't you really think I really want to join the Calligraphy Association, right?"

The Secretary-General frowned and didn't understand what she meant.

"I'm tired," Bai Feng glanced at the Secretary-General, "Idiot, you guys can play for yourself."
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