"Is there any problem?" Inside the house, Zhao Fan, who was discussing the details with the director of the program team, also heard Su Di open the door, but he didn't respond. After talking to the director, he hung up the phone and walked outside.

Su Dizing stood by the box outside.

Zhao Fan looked at Su Di and then looked at the box. The box was made of wooden and square, a bit like a container, no online purchase order number, and even no address. It was just a few simple people who sent express delivery, and they seemed to be in a hurry to write them in a perfunctory manner.

"Is this her express delivery?" Zhao Fan glanced at her, was slightly stunned, and then frowned: "It's not a prank by a black fan, right?"

Su Di shook his head, staring at these letters, the two words "MF" were written in a sloppy manner. When he thought that the express delivery was from Meng Fu, it was not difficult to guess that the two words "MF" were Meng Fu.

These are not accidents either.

Su Di stopped his eyes on the last two letters "M Xia" with the combination of text.

There was a little bit of doubt between my eyebrows. I seemed to have seen these two words somewhere.

He picked up the wooden box. The box was very heavy and I didn't know what it was inside. He thought about it while carrying the box to Meng Fu's study.

"Miss Meng, is it your courier?" He shouted outside the door, and as soon as he finished speaking, the door opened from the inside.

Meng Fu saw the box, paused, then reached out to take it: "It's my thing."

Su Di saw Meng Fu reaching out to hold the box, and he quickly took a step back, "This express delivery is a bit heavy...heavy..."

When he saw Meng Fu picking him up easily, even a little more relaxed than him, Su Di's words "heavy" behind him were choked up and stealing.

Zhao Fan had been accustomed to it for a long time. She walked around Su Di and walked inside, "What's this? I thought the black fans had found out where you live."

"Most of them are some books and notes." Meng Fu did not avoid Zhao Fan and Su Di, and reached out to open the lid on the wooden box.

It was strange that the box that looked very well sealed. When Meng Fu touched it, the lid on it was easily moved away to both sides.

The box has been sealed for about a while, and when the lid is opened, there is a smell of dust flying.

I looked closely and saw that the layer above was indeed a book, and there were several notebooks that were a little old.

The book is traditional Chinese, and Zhao Fan could barely recognize the word "王". Zhao Fan looked away and persuaded Meng Fu to rest quickly, "Otherwise you will not be energetic to deal with so many netizens tomorrow."

I'm not sure what will happen if I'm going to live tomorrow.

"Yes." Meng Fu waved casually, sat on the carpet on the ground, took out the top book and flipped it down.

Zhao Fan glanced at Meng Fu, and didn't say anything about her. He went out with Su Di again and closed the lid.

The door was taken up, and Meng Fu did not stand up. She found all the books on it and took out the notes. After cleaning up half of the books on it, she could see several test tubes and reagents of special materials, as well as several precision instruments below.

At the bottom is a black wooden sign.

The wooden sign was placed upside down and the front was not visible clearly, but if Zhao Fan was here, she should be able to remember that this wooden sign was very similar to the wooden sign given to Meng Fu by the president of the Painting Association.

This was sent to the federal government when she came to No. 1 Middle School for more than two years.

However, because the female reporter came later, her original phone was turned off, and the other party did not get the address she wanted to forward. Until now, Meng Fu personally recovered it after going around in circles.

Meng Fu crossed her legs and looked at these R&D tools that she was once very familiar with, and couldn't help but pursed her lips.

Then she took out a tube of blue reagent inside, took out an instrument for distributing and screening ingredients, and the other things were put back one by one by one by one, and finally closed the lid again and placed the entire wooden box in the corner.

She took the reagent and separator to the table.

The computer is still on.

At noon, Zhao Fan still saw a black web page, but now it has become a normal page, stopping on the entire Jiang family’s information.

Meng Fu took a look, then withdrew his gaze and continued to call out MS's information.

Jiang Quan said that there were only three days, and she would still have to broadcast live these three days, and she would also study the last unknown ingredient of MS. Since the other party had the belief that the Jiang family would go bankrupt, she would never show mercy. Meng Fu could guess that most people in T City are afraid that Jiang had signed the MS contract at the moment.

**

It was not as expected by Meng Fu.

Most of the people in the entire circle of T City know about it.

Basically, after everyone knew about it, they were just glad that they hadn't missed the superiors. They were glad that this kind of thing had not fallen on their heads.

"The orders from the Xiang Association have been issued, for the last three days!" Tong's father sat on the sofa and discussed this matter with several management teams of the Tong family. "Why is Mr. Jiang so reckless?"

"What my man heard from Jiang Bo was that Jiang Quan's daughter signed a contract in anger." Someone spoke.

Jiang Xinran is now competing, and it goes without saying which daughter is talking about.

"Meng Fu? Who gave her the courage to challenge Xiang Xie? No one else could hide." Mrs. Tong held a teacup in her hand, and shook her head when she heard this, "Even Mr. Jiang avoided her sharp edge and used dragging her words. She was reckless and made Jiang collapse directly."

Jiang Quan hid the news very tightly, but they couldn't stop Jiang Bo, and they knew everything they should know.

Meng Fu's behavior is indeed like a mantis armed mantis chariot.

While several people were talking, one of them frowned slightly. He was a counselor of the Tong family: "I think this Meng Fu is a bit strange."

Tong's father respected him very much: "Sir, you said."

"After she returned to the Jiang family, she dropped out of school and went directly to the entertainment industry, but she was able to get the love of the old man. Mr. Jiang is not such a person." The strategist said this and paused.

Mrs. Tong also picked up the teacup and shook her head, "The old man has indeed misunderstood this time. I have observed Meng Fu for a long time, but I haven't observed anything. She is a little big and very impetuous. In the past two months, she was still studying music and dance seriously. I have investigated someone. Her talent in this area is indeed extraordinary. If she continues this path, she can still walk out even if she doesn't study, but-"

Mrs. Tong said lightly, "She was just a momentary interest and soon moved to the variety show and film and television industry."

All this is like her high school entrance examination results that year, but she dived into the entertainment industry.

Mrs. Tong was born into a famous family in the capital. She almost never made any mistakes in her eyes. After she found out about Meng Fu, she used a sentence to describe Tong Eryu-

Those who are not as smart as possible will be ruined.

There is never a shortage of wise people in the world, such as Jiang Xinran. She knew that the Jiang family had a large family business, but she was not proficient in business, so she did not fight hard to do business. Instead, she turned to painting and mathematics and piano that she was good at, which has been going on for more than ten years.

As a person, you must have the ability to know yourself and act within your ability. You should stop when you know how to stop.

"I know," the strategist nodded. The Tong family was able to reach this position today, and they could almost understand the people of every family in T City. "It's just a little bit here, she entered No. 1 Middle School again."

No. 1 Middle School can be entered just by anyone who wants to.

Especially after dropping out of school for two years.

The Tong family also wanted to check what happened to Meng Fujin No. 1 Middle School.

But I couldn't find anything, and the information about Meng Fujin No. 1 Middle School was completely blank.

The Tong family spent several months but did not get close to Meng Fu's dilapidated rental house. I don't know if Principal Gu had any deal with Meng Fu.

The Tong family has great ambitions. Since the first day Mrs. Tong married into T City, she has never had the idea of ​​staying in T City for the rest of her life. So while Mr. Jiang is still alive, she even offended Mr. Jiang and broke up the engagement with Meng Fu.

It seems that Mrs. Tong feels guilty now, but Mrs. Tong is better at strategy.

"I joined No. 1 Middle School because there have been people in the entertainment industry who criticized her education, so I had an agreement with No. 1 Middle School." Mr. Tong glanced at Mrs. Tong and knew that she didn't want to mention Meng Fu more, so he left this topic, "Sir, do you think Jiang's chance to turn the tables this time? I want to sign a bet agreement with Jiang Bo."

The adviser of the Tong family is indeed full of doubts about Meng Fu.

I also once investigated Meng Fu. Meng Fu didn’t have much information, and all I found were those uploaded online.

The other party is indeed in the entertainment industry, he has to learn everything and is interested in everything. He is indeed as greedy as Mrs. Tong described, but he is not interested in the Jiang family. If she was smart, she would have long grasped Mr. Jiang and entered the Jiang family...

There are many wise people in the world, but these poisons such as vanity, arrogance and utilitarianism often lead people astray.

What a pity.

Hearing Tong's father's question, he shook his head: "No one in the capital can do this case in Xianghui Association. Unless someone can contact the members of the Federal Perfumers Association, there is still a possibility. However, even the capital Incense Association is unable to contact the members of Xianghui Association now. Jiang Quan does not blame Meng Fu completely this time. The Jiang family is really desperate. No need to bet. Jiang Quan will definitely hand over the Jiang family's country this time and will definitely lose."

Jiangquan is sure to lose.

This ending is expected.

The case of Xianghui Association is difficult at first, let alone now the deadline is given-

Three days.

Not to mention that there is no corporate chain in the Jiang family that involves perfume, even if there is one, they will not be able to find a federal perfume in three days.

**

The next day.

Saturday, at 4 a.m.

The door of Meng Fu's study was half-closed.

Zhao Fan helped Meng Fu pack his luggage last night and put the box in the hall.

Su Cheng had the key here. He came very early. When he opened the door and came in, Meng Fu, who was sleeping on the desk in the study, was rarely awakened.

She pillowed under her head with one hand and held a black pen in the other, revealing only half of her face. The curly hair on her temples slid halfway, her fingers were slender and clean, and the pen turned whiter in the past. You could see a faint blue blood vessel, and the bones were thin, and it seemed that it could be broken with just a touch.

The breath is calm.

Just the hanging eyelashes kept shaking.

Su Cheng's eyes moved to her and could see that her notebook was filled with dense words and some deduced code names. He recognized part of it as a chemical fragrance.

"Buzz--"

The phone she put aside lit up, and Su Cheng directly pinched off the phone before the phone rang.

He looked at it and found that it was from the Jiang family and did not reply. He pressed the phone to mute it and took it out again.

Su Cheng put Meng Fu's cell phone aside, took out his cell phone and dialed it out.
To be continued...