The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress-Chapter 738 - 293 is so much like our ancestor_1

Chapter 738: 293 is so much like our ancestor!_1 Chapter 738: 293 is so much like our ancestor!_1 Shanhai Apartment style.

After Bai Lian sent out a message, she casually took the wilted roses from the vase as Xiaowu and Mao Kun arrived.

“Xun Chun didn’t come?” Bai Lian pulled out a chair to sit down, leaning back, the dry roses carelessly held in her hand as she idly fiddled with the stems.

Xiaoqi showed her the recent business project update, “She’s at the new store in Shimen District.”

When Xun Chun first came to Jiangjing, she liked visiting Bai Lian’s place quite often, adding various things to it, but in recent months, she hasn’t shown much interest in coming to Shanhai Apartment.

She also frequented bars less often.

Her preference shifted to visiting the business project and occasionally learning some traditional Chinese medicine from Hen Zhiwei.

A branch office in Shimen District had just opened, and since Xiaoqi and the rest were preoccupied, Xun Chun temporarily ceased her work in Yunxiao District and lately had been spending most of her time in Shimen District, to the point that Xiaoqi hardly saw her.

Mao Kun had Xiaowu follow her, so there was no worry about her encountering any danger.

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Bai Lian perused the summary report that Xiaoqi had given her, most of which she could hardly understand, but she still got a general idea of the business’s recent situation.

The business project differentiated itself from other herbal medicine stores in that its major source of products, especially the Solid Foundation Paste, was Xiangcheng. Following Xiaoqi’s pre-emptive purchase of medicinal materials with two million last year, most farmers now cultivated medicinal herbs this year.

Xiangcheng was the best place for herbal cultivation, and Solid Foundation Paste was the business’s signature product. As long as it remained unaffected, even if Luo Family tried to suppress it, they couldn’t destroy the business in its infancy.

After solidifying its position, Xiaoqi then launched “acupuncture for myopia” without Lance’s knowledge, instantly becoming a sensation online, even though such popularity was fleeting.

But, the successive “Day N Acupuncture for Myopia Check-in” videos that continued to trend ensured ongoing attention.

Following this, once the efficacy of the “acupuncture for myopia” was confirmed, there was no fear of being forgotten by the public.

Of course, on top of this foundation, there was another vital factor.

The endorser for Solid Foundation Paste was Yan Lu.

This was also a crucial factor in breaking into first-tier city markets from the lower-tier ones.

“How are the negotiations with Traditional Chinese Medicine University going?” Bai Lian looked at Xiaoqi.

“Dr. Hen is discussing with the professors at the school,” Xiaoqi sat opposite Bai Lian, his hand resting on the table, “There aren’t many doctors willing to intern with us, but some senior professors are very interested in Dr. Hen’s acupuncture techniques.”

This wasn’t surprising, after all, medical students preferred to intern at large hospitals, or at least authoritative institutions.

The business had only been established for a bit over a year and lacked professional authority in the field.

Bai Lian wasn’t surprised.

The two discussed some issues about the business, and then Bai Lian brought up the problem with the old bill, “Have you thought about finding your biological parents?”

Xiaoqi’s expression was exceptionally calm, “It doesn’t matter anymore.”

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103.

Shen Qing came over early in the morning with groceries.

The weekends were always bustling at Shanhai Apartment, with Jiang Fulai watching Jiang He solve Olympiad math problems downstairs.

Lance was playing Go with Pu Xiaohan.

Jian Zhe had an exam tomorrow, and Ji Heng had specially called him over for dinner. At the moment, he was helping in the kitchen.

Chief Chen got off work early today, having just learned a few cooking tricks from Chi Yundai the previous week, and was showing off his skills in the kitchen.

Shen Qing was examining the blender next to her, surrounded by a variety of fruits, researching how to make juice.

When Bai Lian came down, Jiang Fulai was maintaining a cold expression towards Jiang He.

Lance and Pu Xiaohan had moved their small table two meters away, to keep a distance from the two.

Jiang He sat at the dining table; his feet twenty centimeters off the ground, his right hand holding a pen, and his left pressing down a test paper.

Jiang Fulai sat beside him, his elbow on the table, slender fingertips holding a phone, his sharp eyes slightly askew, “An answer that one knows with a mere glance.”

Standing beside Jiang He, Bai Lian looked down and saw that he was stuck on the last question about thought expansion in the Olympiad math paper.

Jiang He was sensitive to numbers, having mastered elementary math many years ago, and was now tackling middle school Olympiad questions.

Even though they were middle school problems, they held little challenge for Jiang Fulai. Asking him to explain middle school-level thinking was no different than asking him “What’s 1+1?”

It wasn’t just Jiang Fulai – upon first glance at the question, Bai Lian also intuitively thought of the answer.

Bai Lian spoke calmly, “Jiang Xiaoniao, wait for your brother Zhang to come back and have him explain it to you.”

She turned around, leaving Jiang He in Jiang Fulai’s care and headed to the kitchen to find Chief Chen.

Chief Chen was “chop, chop” slicing potatoes into thin strips.

“Miss Bai,” he paused his knife work to greet her when he saw her entering.

Bai Lian nodded slightly and reached out to help him wash the vegetables, “Can I take another look at Zhou Jian’s file from Xiangcheng?”