339 Cheng Jin: I Sell Clothes

Cheng Juan hadn’t read much into it when Elder Xu mentioned his heir back in Yun Cheng.

He just wondered how crazy the person was for rejecting him.

It wasn’t until a series of things came together later, when he noticed Elder Xu’s anxiety over Qin Ran’s injured hand, that he started harboring doubts in his heart. Later, his doubts were directly confirmed when her scores in the joint exam came out.

He slowly tapped the phone with his fingers.

Cheng Jin had already contacted all the higher-ups. Since he didn’t dare to go to the study room upstairs occupied by Qin Ran, he carried his computer to his room downstairs.

As soon as he placed it on the table, several people sitting at a big round table appeared on the screen.

Their expressions were serious, and their voices were heavy. “Mr. Cheng Jin, what happened to the corporation?”

Such emergency meetings rarely occurred.

“Move the headquarters.” Cheng Jin pulled out a document from his desk and flipped through it.

In the video, a middle-aged man with gold rim glasses paused. “Move to where?”

“To Beijing.” Cheng Jin raised his eyes. He had already ordered his subordinates to choose a base in Beijing.

“Beijing?” The group of people in the video exchanged glances. “I heard that the Yunguang Consortium just moved to Beijing…”

Why did they have to move their headquarters to Beijing all of a sudden? Why was Beijing attracting all the big bosses?

Were they gathering together for a meeting?

After hanging up the video, Cheng Jin saw Cheng Mu carefully pushing the study door open with a shovel in his hands.

“Be careful, I brought this carpet back from Continent M.” Cheng Jin pointed to the shovel, still stained with soil.

Looking down at the shovel, Cheng Mu directly stuffed it into his pocket. “Brother, what are you doing?”

“Selling clothes,” Cheng Jin casually replied as he logged into the social software, received a copy of the information, and clicked on it to select the address.

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Cheng Mu: “… Huh?”

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The next day on Monday morning, Cheng Juan sent Qin Ran to the school gate.

Holding a book as well as a notebook in one hand, and a peaked cap on the other, she waved to the back without looking behind.

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In the driver’s seat, Cheng Juan leaned back lazily, staring at her quietly with his dark eyes. When his mobile phone rang, he didn’t rush to pick it up.

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Even after counting the current domestic enterprises, she still couldn’t figure out who had the wealth to buy it.

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Knocking on the steering wheel, without a significant change in his expression, Cheng Juan just indifferently replied, “Hmm. I’ll hang up if there’s nothing else.”

Cheng Wenru didn’t dare to talk smack with him now and soon heard the phone’s busy tone.

Looking down at the phone, the corners of her mouth twitched involuntarily, and she returned to the Cheng family’s hall.

While holding a cup of tea, Cheng Raohan saw her coming in with her phone and said in a slightly mocking tone, “I already told you. What’s the point of saying so much nonsense to him?”

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At the same time.

Qin Ran walked to the nuclear engineering classroom with her books.

It was just past 7 o’clock at the moment, and not many people were on the road. As soon as she arrived on the second floor, she saw Nan Huiyao leaning on the corridor, waiting for people.

She seemed a little sleepy and was yawning lazily.

Sitting in front of an empty machine, she logged into her game account. “Who wants to team up with me?”

“No, Sister Nan, we’ve already formed a team. We’ll bring you along in the next game!” The boys immediately replied.

While the game loaded, Nan Huiyao casually clicked on it. Someone had sent a message to the team that Qin Ran had pulled her into.

She casually clicked it.