"Brilliant!" Jiang Guangrong turned his head, surprised to see Li Mubai behind him, relinquishing his right thumb. "Wu Xin will definitely only let his son Wu Feng succeed him. On that day, Wushang will beco a stumbling block. If we can stir up conflict between Wu Shang and Wu Xin in advance, it will be most beneficial for us!"
"Yes, there’s also good news. Hei’er contacted early this morning. Wu Shang’s trusted aide with the surna Ye reached out to him. He’s repeatedly asked Hei’er to keep an eye on us and find out what we’re planning for the banquet!"
Jiang Guangrong couldn’t help but applaud: "Great, the Revitalization Association feels my pressure. If Zhong Baitao had heard it before, then the value of Dark Forest wouldn’t be significant, at most only playing a supervisory role. Now that I’m in the position above, they need to constantly hear my intelligence through Dark Signal, and we can appropriately hand over so information to the Dark Signal son, further gaining prominence in the Revitalization Committee. The higher Hei’er’s status, the better for us!"
"That’s natural! Oh, by the way, you must cooperate at the gathering! I’ll return Dazi’s information to you; you harbor hatred towards Revitalization, but the Xingwu Gang doesn’t have the final say by your own people. Others don’t want to talk about hatred now, they just want to discuss survival. Therefore, we’ll win so support from wealthy rchant factions at the banquet and choose a powerful ally at the Blood Moon and Revitalization Conference.
"Hahaha!" Jiang Guangrong laughed: "Ah, too bad. In this way, Revitalization will definitely think it’s an opportunity. If we turn to Blood Moon, then Rejuvenation may be destroyed by Blood Moon. Only with our support can Revitalization have enough strength to contend with Blood Moon! In this way, we can adhere to our grand policy, while temporarily relying on Blood Moon, also maintaining an ambiguous relationship with Rejuvenation Society!"
"Haha, your brother is going to school today. Are you sending him off?"
"Of course!" Jiang Guangrong nodded and said: "The Xingwu Gang’s matters have been left to you for a long ti. It’s ti to spend more ti with my younger brother!"
Li Mubai suddenly smiled strangely: "Do you want to accompany your brother, or do you want to take the opportunity to et soone at your brother’s school?"
Jiang Guangrong was stunned, and soon a beautiful image appeared in his mind. Jiang Guangrong glared maliciously at Li Mubai: "Think a bit more!"
"Haha! Let Junkai and Tian Jue accompany you! Safety first!"
"Great!"
Tian Jue went downstairs and handed Jiang Guangrong a package: "Alright, this girl’s clothes, Junkai brought your brother!"
Jiang Guangrong received it strangely, wedged between himself and the wheelchair armrest, looking outside the room. Sure enough, Jiang Rongguang excitedly waved his right hand at Jiang Guangrong: "Brother!
Jiang Guangrong felt a warm rush. Tian Jue also pushed Jiang Guangrong to the car door where Jiang Guangguang was sitting.
Jiang Rongguang jumped out of the car to help Tian Jue open the door: "Brother, get in!"
Jiang Guangrong gently touched Jiang Guangguang’s head, slightly lifting his mouth: "You kid, ah, why are you suddenly so attentive? Can I be of service to you?"
"Look at what you’re saying! What’s wrong with my brother opening the door for his injured brother? It’s the proper thing to do!" Jiang Rongguang said awkwardly, scratching his back head, as though bumped by Jiang Guangrong.
"Haha." Jiang Guangguang was also amused by Jiang Rongguang. He looked up and laughed.
Jiang Guangrong’s despondency made Qin Yanran feel embarrassed for a mont.
"Second, here’s your milk tea!" The little milk tea sister ca to break the awkwardness between the two.
Jiang Guangrong smiled apologetically, anwhile having a sense of conspiracy success deep inside. His words really made Qin Yanran, like a machine gun, stop for a mont.
Jiang Guangrong took a sip of milk tea, calmly looking at Qin Yanran: "By the way, Mr. Qin, I heard you’re the vice president of the student council, my brother is also a mber of the student council. I want to ask my brother, who he often contacts at school. Do you know?"
"Well..." Qin Yanran was montarily embarrassed. Although Jiang Guangguang was also a mber of the student council, most of his friends were of the sa gender. He was very unfamiliar with Jiang Guangguang, but if he didn’t directly know, it seed a bit impolite. Qin Yanran didn’t know how to respond and took a sip of milk tea from the cup.
"Ah?" When Jiang Guangrong saw Qin Yanran’s reaction, his first thought was that Qin Yanran knew but didn’t know how to tell him, causing Jiang Guangrong to start doubting Jiang Guangguang’s social circle. Could it be that his brother often interacted with many underground gangs, finding it cool to mix underground, and therefore had the idea to mix underground?
When Qin Yanran encountered trouble, suddenly Qin Yanran’s phone rang. Qin Yanran took out the phone and looked at it. It was a ssage from "Seventh Sister." The content of the ssage was long. At the beginning, it said, "Jiang Rongguang, male, 20 years old..."
Qin Yanran smiled as if pardoned. The letter ca just in ti. Qin Yanran lightly coughed: "Your brother..."
Jiang Guangrong was tense. He nervously looked at Qin Yanran: "My brother?"
"Your brother is a good person, very honest, likes to flock together, your brother is the kind of kid who becos friends with honest children, and naturally is an honest friend!"
"Oh..." Jiang Guangrong breathed a sigh of relief.
"But once I happened to see your brother walking more closely with a few young socialites. I heard those people often distribute campus loans to so students at school. You know, so I want to know if your brother has been short of money recently. Perhaps those people deceived your brother. Maybe your brother just walked with them, talked with them, but it’s best not to touch things like campus loans, these things usually have a dark background, although you are not afraid of any dark background..." Qin Yanran pursed her lips.
Jiang Guangrong frowned, gripping his hands tightly, ignoring Qin Yanran’s lost words.
At this mont, five n and a woman walked into the milk tea shop. The first person was about twenty years old. He looked rebellious and embraced the only girl among the six with his right arm.
The man shouted loudly: "Sister, six cups of the most expensive milk tea, hurry up!"
"Tch..." Qin Yanran looked at the man dismissively.
That man was quickly drawn to Qin Yanran’s voice. When he saw Qin Yanran, his eyes nearly popped wide: "Lie on the slot? I haven’t seen such a beautiful girl at my age! Didn’t expect Yanghe to have such a pretty girl!"
Qin Yanran was stared at directly by the man, looking very uncomfortable.
The man pushed away the girl he was hugging, marching towards Qin Yanran’s table. He moved to the stool, sat next to Qin Yanran: "Sister, look at your face. Aren’t you a person with masculinity?"
Jiang Guangrong’s brows furrowed deeper, his face turned gloomy. He was inquiring Qin Yanran about his brother’s matter, and this person intrusively intervened, making Jiang Guangrong dissatisfied.
Qin Yanran glanced over Jiang Guangrong’s facial expression. Qin Yanran suddenly laughed. Only now does it get interesting!
When the man saw Qin Yanran’s smile, he was almost stunned. The man didn’t notice the resentful expression of his female companion, and looking at Qin Yanran, he couldn’t speak directly.
Jiang Guangrong gently tapped the table with his right finger: "Friend, are you this rude?"
Apparently, the man noticed Jiang Guangrong’s presence, glancing angrily at Jiang Guangrong: "In a wheelchair, you don’t want to argue. If you don’t know how to behave, believe it or not, I’ll make sure you won’t get off that wheelchair for the rest of your life."
"Oh?" Jiang Guangrong sneered: "As a person, don’t be too arrogant. Be careful, good people can only sit in a wheelchair in the future!"
The people behind him slapped the table and shouted: "What are you saying, kid? Do you know who is sitting in front of you? That’s Sun Shao!"
Jiang Guangrong looked puzzled at Qin Yanran: "Is your surna Sun?"
Qin Yanran shrugged, shook her head and said: "I don’t know if I’m called Sun. My surna is Qin!"
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