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    Chapter 38 38[VIP]

    After Wei Guan said this, he thought Tan Quelu would nod his head as usual and accept the compliment calmly.

    After all, he had praised the other party so many times before.

    However, Quelu blinked, as if he didn’t hear anything, and suddenly stared at the tricycle in the camera, as if he was very interested: “Wei Guan, this bike looks pretty easy to ride.”

    Under the light, the tips of his porcelain-white ears were slightly red.

    “…”

    Wei Guan raised his eyebrows lightly.

    The passionate music is still in my ears.

    He hummed unhurriedly, said nothing, and returned to the car without changing his expression amidst the eldest sister’s warm farewell.

    The eldest sister even forced a bunch of dolls into the car for free.

    “You’re welcome, let’s play with the kids at home!”

    The driver suppressed a smile and pressed the lift plate thoughtfully.

    In the silent carriage, Tan Quelu was the first to speak.

    “I didn’t stay up late watching cartoons.” He explained: “There seemed to be something wrong at my roommate’s house, and I was woken up.”

    Wei Guan stared at him with handsome features: “You are so beautiful.”

    “…”

    After chatting for a while, he calmly repeated: “I didn’t stay up late watching cartoons. Something happened at my roommate’s house, and I was woken up.”

    “You’re so pretty.”

    “Weiguan.”

    The man smiled very softly.

    “Sorry.”

    Wei Guan lowered his eyes, turned the camera, held the Hongmao doll with his long fingertips, and calmly voiced: “I am Hongmao, and I think it looks good to be shy and green, who can object.”

    “I’m Big Big Wolf, and I agree that shy Tan Qingqing is really pretty.”

    “I’m Lu Xiaoguo, and I agree that the shy Tan Que is really pretty.”

    “…” Tan Quelu wanted to go through the screen and hit him.

    But in the mirror, the young man’s eyebrows were filled with an unconscious smile.

    He looked at the screen and suddenly said: “Wait a minute, why did you miss Bald Qiang?”

    He clearly saw a bald strong doll in the middle.

    Don’t wait for the other person to answer.

    Tan Quelu lengthened her voice and said meaningfully: “Wei Guan, do you dislike being bald and ugly, right? You have so much baggage!”

    Wei Guan moved away from the camera and said without changing his expression: “It’s nothing.”

    “Haha.”

    I don’t believe it when I talk about being green.

    The system listened to the sweet conversations here, and also heard the protagonist’s screams faintly coming from next door, and felt that this world was so magical.

    [Host, host, the protagonist Shou seems to be really about to jump…]

    Even if you talk about green birds, you won’t be interested in it.

    He returned to the room and looked at the screen: “You haven’t said yet what projects have been completed today.”

    ——What project directly eliminated the big boss behind the scenes of the original work and changed all the plot directions?

    “Stockholding handover in St. Weston.”

    Weiguan put away the doll and explained to Qielu in a simple and understandable manner: “Saint Weston is invested by multiple shareholders, Eden, Golden Dome, Tashan, and Wujiang are the four largest ones.”

    “Today I took away one of the veteran groups and took over all its shares. In one month, Eden will become the largest shareholder of the school board.”

    Accordingly, he gave up all the operable gray assets of the Xia family except St. Weston.

    From noon to now, the conference room in the Eden Building has been noisy.The bosses of the school board have no dignity at all. For the sake of a small profit, they spit at each other and even almost hit someone.

    Ten minutes ago, everyone reluctantly made a carve-up plan.

    As soon as the words were signed, everyone regained their dignity, shook hands and made peace with smiles and smiles.

    When Wei Guan was sent downstairs by them, Zhong Lin still smiled and sighed, seeming helpless and sighing: “Mr. Wei’s thunderous methods, such a big Xia family, can be defeated at a word.”

    “Unlike my family, who are in good health, I had great ambitions to invest, but the results were not satisfactory.”

    Zhong Niankang previously cooperated with Tashan Group to build an Internet medical regional chain. Unexpectedly, Tashan was hit by thunder first, and then the system collapsed after Golden Dome. The market boycotted it even before it was launched.

    Zhong Lin looked at Wei Guan, his smiling eyes full of guard: “Mr. Wei, you are really a formidable young man!”

    Now it’s the Xia family, maybe one day it will be Jin Qiong and Ta Shan’s turn.

    It seems that the Zhong family and the Xie family are really getting closer.

    Room with soft lighting.

    Tan Quelu looked at Wei Guan and blinked in confusion: “So, Wujiang Group and Xia Family are gone now?”

    Wei Guan hummed, “In three months at most, the Xia family will declare bankruptcy.”

    The police will detain the Xia family in accordance with the law, and the assets will be auctioned and divided. Wujiang Group has now become a thing of the past.

    However, although they are said to be bankrupt, their lives will not be like those of the real poor, but will become an ordinary well-off level.

    Tan Quelu said something, just thinking about the protagonist’s identity after being affected.

    Weiguan suddenly sent a document.

    The man looked calm: “Click to take a look.”

    Let’s talk about it.

    On the screen is a very long, but very simple and easy-to-understand grant proposal.

    The document shows that starting from today, St. Weston’s credit system will be completely reformed. Special admissions students no longer require credits to graduate. Accordingly, all students from wealthy families must earn enough credits to obtain the certificates required for graduation.

    Earning credits is easy.

    Donate money.The more you donate, the more credits you get.

    Eden, together with all businesses on the school board, creates social welfare funds and charitable encouragement programs.If a single student reaches the top 100 donations, he can join the “Youth Association” established by the school board; if he reaches the top five, he can participate in St. Weston’s school board affairs; if he reaches the top three, he directly has the veto power of the school board.

    Even after being admitted to university, you can still retain your participation qualifications for three years.

    This is equivalent to laying the ladder to the sky directly under your feet.Not everyone is an only son like the F3s, or a top-tier wealthy family.They also long to be valued by their families, or to rise to a higher level.

    Wei Guan’s plan is like a carrot hanging in front of a donkey’s eyes, tempting them to keep grinding.

    Tan Quelu looked at the screen, her dark eyebrows illuminated by the dim light.

    Wei Guan lowered his eyes, his eyes looking clear in the night, and gently fell on the young man’s old and white collar.

    To this day, Tan Quelu still wears the bag of old clothes brought from prison day after day, insisting on atonement in her own way.

    It’s already early autumn.

    He only had a few coats in prison, and he would catch a cold if he wore them like this.

    In other words, talking about bird green is just to make yourself sick.

    Once the body is in pain, the merciful God can see his own atonement, be kind to those deceived souls, and let them no longer suffer in heaven.

    Merciful God.

    Please take everything from him.Be it life, health, wealth, appearance.As long as you lose, you will definitely make up for others.

    Deprivation means another kind of possession.

    He can be very smart, vicious, and cold at times.

    Sometimes he is very stubborn, very stupid, very simple.

    Weiguan cannot say anything about him.

    No one can judge another person.

    He just said: “Tomorrow, St. Weston will provide unified benefits to special enrollment students.”

    “There are new clothes, new shoes, scarves and gloves…”

    Tan Quelu raised her eyes and looked at the young man quietly.

    Wei watched him and said in a calm voice, “Although I think you look good in anything you wear.”

    “But it’s okay to wear new clothes occasionally, right?”

    Tan Quelu hummed, and after a while, asked him: “Does everyone have one?”

    “Everyone has it.” Wei Guan assured: “Just like the previous meals.”

    “I will allocate funds so that the orphanage can follow suit and you and the children can wear new clothes together.”

    Tan Quelu nodded, got out of bed, opened the closet, and revealed that it was full of expensive gifts from the F3s.

    He let Wei Guan choose as he pleased: “How much it costs, I’ll give it to you in cash.”

    Wei Guan did not refuse and smiled: “You are so awesome, you make more than me.”

    Tan Quelu blinked, knowing that he was coaxing her.

    However, he didn’t expose it. He slowly touched the packaging bag and pretended to be humble: “No, I’m not like you, I can only make quick money like this.”

    “What does this look like?”

    Wei Guan was nonchalant and his voice was very light: “You paid for the mental feedback and emotional value, and you deserve to get these.”

    “Perhaps social rules tell you that such money is inferior to others. But no one tells you that all capital accumulation processes are a hundred times despicable than social rules.”

    “Quielu, you are still too young and have too high a sense of morality.”

    “The mature adults you imagine don’t actually exist.”

    He seldom spoke so much.

    Tan Quelu looked at Wei Guan blankly: “You are very mature.”

    “Wei Guan, don’t belittle yourself. It’s not good to belittle yourself.”

    Who is underestimating oneself?

    Wei Guan lowered his eyes and suddenly smiled.

    He hummed and looked at Tan Quelu gently, his eyebrows looking handsome in the night: “You are good at Chinese language.”

    “I remember that there are two Chinese papers in your homework today. Send them to me tomorrow and I will correct them.”

    “…Oh.”

    Tan Quelu obediently went to find the test paper.

    Wei Guan told him to go to bed early and wear a new coat tomorrow.After saying good night to each other, the video call was finally hung up.

    The system cried with joy: [Finally hung up!!Host, let’s go and comfort the protagonist quickly!!】

    Xia Xing is really going to die!!

    Tan Quelu found the two papers and laid them out flatly: “There’s no rush.”

    “Go and find out first how Wei Guan defeated the Xia family.”

    The system knew that it could not persuade the host, so it quickly jumped into the data flow.

    A few seconds later, it came back quickly: [After Wei Guan inherited the Wei family, he has been secretly investigating all the families in Weis City. As the boss behind the scenes, the Xia family is eager to seize power and has done many illegal and criminal things!It’s the middle of the plot now, and the Xia family hasn’t completely hidden themselves yet.】

    [Moreover, Wei Guan still has the leverage of at least half of the school board of directors. He has been clearing the name of the Wei family in the early years, kicking people and changing people. Now, the Eden Group has the absolute support of the government, and it is completely like an iron bucket.】

    Tan Quelu was confused: [Why did he check so many people?Moreover, didn’t he never participate in any of this in the original work?】

    In the original work, Wei Guan, as the welfare NPC received by the protagonist, never participated in the bloody plot.The protagonist is entangled with the F3s, but Weiguan has already moved to the industrial center. In the finale, he even went to the capital Avalon to open up a new business territory.

    [The character of the NPC boss in the original work is unpredictable and deep.】

    System explanation: [He ignores all bullying, and has never been as deeply involved in the plot as he is now, changing the trajectory of the original work.Host, let’s stay away from him!】

    [If this continues, all the plots we know will disappear, the advantages will no longer be there, and the protagonist’s feelings will become uncontrollable!This is a terrible thing!】

    The electronic sound of the system was obviously really panicked.

    Prior to this, although the characters were different and the host was more cruel than expected, it had the plot of the original work in hand and was very confident in completing the mission.

    But tonight is over.

    When the Xia family falls, the protagonist Shou’s identity will inevitably be exposed.Once the F3s notice him and think of everything that was wrong before, Xia Xing will be doomed.

    Even the host can’t protect him.

    When it comes to family, the system watched that night in the swimming pool and knows that it is the senior generation of F3s who really have the words to speak.

    [It’s all the welfare NPC’s fault!】

    Tan Quelu laid out the test paper: [Incompetent and furious.】

    [It’s all your fault for being such a waste.If you can make Xia Xing become the real Ultraman, what tasks do I still need to do?】

    【……】

    Tan Quelu ignored the system’s cries, turned around, opened the door, and walked out of the room.

    The living room was silent.

    In the dim and uncertain vision.

    The door of Xia Xing’s room was closed tightly, and occasionally there was a faint sound.

    “Tell me, what do you mean everything is over?!”

    A messy room full of debris.

    The tall and thin boy stared at the screen, his eyes bloodshot: “Where is the Xia family? Where are the people!”

    Opposite the camera.

    Dean Ou Niao lost his dignity and his old face was full of fatigue.He seemed to be packing something in a hurry, stuffing all the valuables in the room into his suitcase.

    Hearing this, he turned his head viciously and stared at Xia Xing impatiently: “It means that the Xia family is bankrupt! We are all finished, everything is finished!”

    “Don’t do any bullshit mission! I received news that all strongholds in Weiss City have been taken down this afternoon, and it will be Ling Qing’s turn soon!”

    The dean cursed and stuffed a large amount of charity money into his personal backpack, refusing to let go of any of it.

    Xia Xing’s breathing rose and fell, feeling like he was having a nightmare.

    “That’s the Xia family. You said you would recognize me back as the Xia family! You would make me a master!”

    The dean was amused and looked at him as if he was crazy. “Xia Xing, I watched you grow up. Do you know what you are? Stop acting.”

    “I’m telling you the truth, the Xia family is really doomed, not because you didn’t kill Zhong Wan and lied to you. When it gets bright tomorrow, I guarantee you will see them on the morning news!”

    Xia Xing’s face suddenly turned ugly.

    He gritted his teeth slowly: “How could it be so sudden…How could they be finished overnight?”

    “Then I don’t know.” The dean shrugged and zipped up the suitcase. “That’s a big shot’s business. Who are we? Who deserve to know?”

    Even if something went wrong, the dean found out about it accidentally.

    He straightened up and looked at Xia Xing with gloating: “I know, you have felt that you are different from us since you were a child, and those big shots treat you differently. You are so noble.”

    “But now you should think about what to do.”

    “Your file has been processed by us, and the police will definitely summon you. If Zhong Wan knows your identity… Hey, Xiaoxing, let’s get along with you, and I will definitely burn more paper money for you.”

    Xia Xing stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled with bright eyebrows: “You know what?”

    “Last time I went back, I secretly recorded your irises.”

    In today’s society, AI is everywhere, and even stations in remote rural areas will have basic iris scanning.Dean wants to run away, or spend the rest of the decades as a back-road bum.

    But Xia Xing knew that his character would definitely not endure for decades.

    The young man looked at him, ignoring the other person’s insults and yelling at the little beast, and commanded lightly: “Get another suitcase.”

    “Don’t you still have a few million dollars left on your official card? Decorate more.”

    “I will contact you if necessary.”

    After saying that, Xia Xing hung up the phone neatly.

    The room suddenly fell silent.

    He stood in the mess on the ground, his expression completely darkened.

    If you have to run away like this, it seems that the Xia family is really doomed.

    Don’t panic.

    Xia Xing slowly pumped his fist, hitting the wall nervously, forcing himself to calm down, and desperately thinking of countermeasures in his mind.

    The Xia family is his biggest backer. Now that this backer has collapsed, how should he break the situation?

    Those big guys did treat him differently in the past, but that doesn’t mean they can keep him alive now.

    Xia Xing would never escape from Saint Weston in despair.

    There was a faint thumping sound.

    Tan Quelu stood outside the door and recorded the sound of banging on the wall for more than a minute. Then she put away her phone and knocked on the door as if nothing had happened.

    Knock twice.

    For a long time.

    The door to the room is slightly open.

    Xia Xing stood inside the door, only showing half of his face: “Qinglu, what’s wrong?”

    When Tan Quelu saw the bloody fingers that he had not hidden, she suddenly exclaimed and pushed open the door: “Xiaoxing, your hands!”

    The messy room was exposed.

    Tan Quelu glanced behind Xia Xing in shock and was stunned for a few seconds. She looked at him with pure and beautiful eyes: “…What’s going on? Xia Xing, tell me.”

    Xia Xing looked at him for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand and gently hugged Qinglu.

    The boy’s light, soapy scent filled his nose.

    The chaotic and irritable mind calmed down instantly.

    The hug only lasts for a moment.

    Xia Xing quickly let go of Qielu, smiled, and shook his head: “It’s just something about the orphanage… It’s almost eleven o’clock, why aren’t you sleeping yet?”

    He looked at him: “Is it because we just broke up and can’t sleep? Qinglu, don’t be sad.”

    Tan Quelu is a good boy.

    Be single-minded when you are in love, and don’t say a bad word about the other person after separation.Although in Xia Xing’s eyes, Zhong Wan was born guilty, in Que Lu’s heart, he regarded them all equally as good people.

    Xia Xing is the best friend.

    Zhong Wan is a very good boyfriend.

    Even Xie Chenbi and Wei Zhiyan are good classmates who are hard-spoken and soft-hearted.

    Xia Xing didn’t want any of the dark side of the world to touch him.

    He turned around, helped Quelu get a glass of warm water, and comforted the boy: “Don’t think it’s late, just drink it and go to bed.”

    Tan Quelu shook her head: “You haven’t said what’s wrong with you yet.”

    “Nothing.” Xia Xing said seriously: “No matter what happens, I will solve it. Don’t worry, I will always protect you.”

    He will definitely think of a way.

    Tan Quelu said, obediently took the water glass, lowered her eyes and drank.

    His eyelashes are very long and he looks cute when he closes his eyes.Xia Xing looked at him and remembered that in the past at the Ouliao Welfare Home, big shots would always donate some expensive and beautiful dolls.

    The green bird is the most expensive one.

    The young man drank the water and looked at Xia Xing with a smile: “Thank you, Xiaoxing.”

    “You’re welcome. Go to sleep. Good night.”

    “Good night.”

    Tan Quelu was about to go back when she suddenly tilted her head, took two steps closer to Xia Xing, and frowned curiously: “Hey, Xiaoxing, I suddenly realized that you look a bit like the president.”

    “President?”

    Xia Xing took two seconds to react before realizing he was talking about Xie Chenbi.

    “That’s right.” Tan Quelu blinked in confusion, looked around him, and after a moment, she seriously concluded: “Your brow bones and nose are most like him.”

    “Although you two have completely different styles, you see, when you look at this angle, the curvature of the bridge of your nose is almost exactly the same.”

    “How amazing.”

    After Tan Quelu sighed, she waved to Xia Xing and said with a smile: “I’m going to bed, good night.”

    “…Good night.”

    The door is closed.

    The bathroom lights are on.

    The young man had no expression on his face. After a while, he clicked on the picture of the St. Weston Student Union.

    In the photo, the indifferent black-haired boy turned his face slightly and looked down at the camera.

    In the mirror, the dark-haired boy with bright eyebrows raised his eyes slightly, looking at himself with an unreadable expression.

    An idea flashed through my mind like lightning.

    Why was he chosen as his adopted son among so many children?

    Why has he been told since he was a child that his status is nobler than others?

    Why, the targets were Zhong Wan and Wei Zhiyan, and they were never allowed to come into contact with the Xie family.

    Xia Xing lowered his eyes and slowly turned over Xie Chenbi’s photos one by one. He had never been so patient and careful.

    He clicked on the search engine again and switched to the information of Xie Chenbi’s parents.

    Both have type O blood.

    Xie Chenbi also has type O blood.

    He also has type O blood.

    When Tan Quelu returned to the room, the system kept panicking.

    [Host, you, you lead the protagonist to discover his life experience, he will die!】

    [F2 is ruthless and hates illegitimate children the most. We finally used up a chance to turn back, why do we still need to expose this matter?!】

    If the protagonist dies, the host will die too!

    Tan Quelu covered herself with the quilt and closed her eyes: “Xia Xing is going crazy, haven’t you seen it?”

    Xia Xing’s mental state is worrying. If he doesn’t give him some hope, he will lose control.

    [B-But in this way, the original work is completely out of control, and our predictability of the plot is completely lost!】

    The system wants to cry: [There is no chance to roll back, what should we do?】

    “It’s so noisy.” Tan Quelu said impatiently, “Shut up and go to sleep.”

    The system instantly bit its own mouth.

    It watched with tearful eyes as its host fell asleep for a second.

    Tan Quelu had a good night’s sleep, without even turning over, and woke up naturally at 8:30 in the morning.

    When I opened my eyes, the sky was bright outside the window.

    Today’s first class was at ten o’clock in the morning. He washed up in a hurry and opened the door. Xia Xing also happened to come out of the room.

    The other person seemed to have not slept all night, but he was in very good spirits, as if he had swallowed three bottles of Viagra alive.

    The young man’s eyebrows were bright and he picked up his schoolbag: “Qinglu, let’s go have dinner together? I heard that the school will distribute new clothes today.”

    Tan Quelu looked at him and smiled slightly: “Okay.”

    After the two finished eating, before going to class, the AI swarm actually directly distributed the special enrollment benefits.

    Tan Quelu opened the packaging bag, and inside was a British-style casual suit.

    A haze blue shirt, a light gray thin sweater, khaki loose trousers that reach the instep, and brand new sneakers in the same color as the backpack.

    After Tan Que green was put on, she took a selfie in the mirror to check in for Wei Guan.

    The other party responded instantly.

    [My mixed-race family is a perfect child model.]

    [Thumbs up.JPG]

    Tan Quelu looked at this message and suddenly asked the system: “Do you feel that this tone is a bit familiar?”

    I always feel like I’ve seen it in some comment section.

    【Is there any?Illusion!】

    The system is at a loss, feeling that the host has been coaxed into confusion by the boss again, haha!

    All right.

    Tan Que lowered her green eyes and looked carefully at the pictures of the welfare home sent by Wei Guan.In the photo, the children are wearing new clothes, full of energy and blood, and are drinking beef soup with smiles.

    Satisfaction appeared in her pretty green eyes.

    He chatted with Wei Guan for a few words and then switched back to the campus forum.

    Sure enough.

    St. Weston’s credit reform has caused an uproar among all students.

    Countless posts popped up, all filled with fiercely worded insults, covering up the accident at the welcome party the day before yesterday.But St. Weston still ignored it and performed the cold violence to the extreme.

    No matter how spicy it is, it remains intact.

    The students of St. Weston are going to be furious!

    They go straight back to the parents.

    But the bosses of the school board had only received the benefits from Weiguan. Moreover, when negotiating the contract that day, the other party also mentioned this plan. They thought it was a good gold-plated charity, so they readily agreed.

    Zhong Lin and Xie Qing even donated some money as a token of their gratitude.

    The students in Class A looked at the special admissions students with cold eyes and smiled dazzlingly.

    Three days later.

    Half of the students in Class A led the wealthy students in the rest of the classes to go on strike in protest, and St. Weston was immediately half empty.

    As the president of the student union, Xie Chenbi was supposed to be the leader of this event.

    But at this moment.

    Tan Quelu raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

    Three days later, the injury on the black-haired boy’s face had completely disappeared after using special medicine.

    Xie Chenbi was wearing a black shirt and the latest watch on his wrist. His hair was neatly styled and he smelled faintly of perfume.

    He stood in front of the black Land Rover, opened the door, and cast a sinister gaze on the young man’s disbelieving face.

    “President…?”

    “Get in the car.”

    Xie Chenbi lowered his eyes, and after a long while, his indifferent voice was rarely lowered: “I have something to tell you.”

    Tan Quelu blinked and smiled slightly: “Okay.”

    Late that night.

    The Eden Group building is brightly lit, and the assistant team is coming and going in a hurry. They are all busy handing over the Xia family, specific charity funds, and checking financial report details during this period.

    The fall of Wujiang Group brought them a lot of workload and also brought them a lot of bonuses.

    Wei Guan finished a short period of complicated work, opened Weibo, lowered his eyes, and habitually looked at the green trumpet to relax his nerves.

    The familiar avatar has red dots.

    Tanquelv has been updated.

    User tqlhpl: [Looks like I’m in love again…

    It turns out that even the ones I thought wouldn’t come close would come close to me.

    Occasionally I wonder, what is permanent in this world?】

    Electronic screens emit a shimmering light.

    Wei Guan closed his eyes, pinched his eyebrows gently, and after a while, he suddenly smiled inexplicably and silently.

    The young man typed slowly.

    St. Weston late at night.

    After the date, Tan Quelu got out of the car, waved goodbye to F2, and returned to the dormitory.

    A Weibo comment prompt pops up on your phone.

    He lowered his eyes and opened——

    Strong onlookers – Reincarnated: [Let’s break up.】

    Strong onlookers – reincarnated: [Only the Diaoyu Islands belong to China forever!】

    Tan Quelu looked at the trumpet.

    He blinked, and for a moment, he suddenly felt blessed.

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