The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

The next day, Xu Wei sent Gu Yan to Director Liu.

"The final of the National Physics Competition is coming soon. The school will arrange for you to be in Class 21. If you want to join Fu Zhi's team to win glory for the country, you can communicate with Fu Zhi at any time." Director Liu touched his teacup and smiled kindly.

Gu Yan was dressed in white short-sleeves, expressionless, she handed over the files and documents, "The documents issued by the state specially gave me special privileges, allowing me to be directly shortlisted and lead the team to participate in international competitions."

After a pause, "Besides, the contest questions were also created by our association. It's not fair for other contestants that I participate."

Director Liu was surprised, reached out to take the file, and glanced at it.

Inside is a document issued by the official website of the National Education Bureau. Gu Yan is probably the only person in the country who has such a privilege and is a member of the Physics Association.

Being able to represent the country to participate in foreign competitions seems to be more competitive than all the students in No. 1 Middle School.

She doesn't need Fu Zhi's support.

Director Liu regretted letting her go to class 21 to make friends with Fu Zhi at first.

Fu Zhi, a bad boy, is not a kid who can swim in the ocean of knowledge with others.

She only had deep eyes, and commented plainly, "Such a simple question still needs to be asked?".

After hitting the confidence of other contestants, he said nonchalantly, "Do you have money?".

Fu Zhi is very different from Gu Yan, Gu Yan is all-rounder, her temper looks better, she understands the world, but she is a little proud.

So after hearing the news of the exceptional admission, Director Liu was overjoyed, "It's good to win glory for the country! You go to class 21 to get used to it for a while. Also, if you are free, can you help Teacher Ma to tutor Fu again?" This participating team?"

Gu Yan pressed the corner of her lips.

She didn't have that patience, and she didn't want to be harassed, especially because the education level of No. 1 Middle School in City A was much lower than that of foreign countries.

But if it’s Fu Zhi——

Thinking of Lu Yushen's attitude, he nodded reluctantly, "I have a short period of time for evening self-study, I can spare to help, please tell them not to disturb me at other times."

After a pause, he said to Xu Wei, "Let's take a leave of absence this week. I'll observe my brother's condition and formulate a treatment plan."

*

School is over on Friday.

It was still dark, and the clouds all over the sky were golden, dotted with a bit of orange. The temperature dropped sharply for several days, and the air was mixed with a bit of humidity.

From school to Li's house, it takes about 20 minutes by car.

At six o'clock, Fu Zhi went to find his little nephew with his schoolbag on his back.

She wore little clothes, her hair was untied, and was draped lazily on her shoulders. The skin on her arms was a little red from the cold. She stood outside the villa and entered the password. She was wearing a sky blue school uniform with short sleeves and trousers.

Liu Mi took a black jacket from the room and handed it to Li Nanli, reminding him in a low voice, "President Li, this is the jacket for Miss Fu."

Li Nanli didn't answer.

In fact, the Li family's villa is not small, and there is still a short distance to walk in from Fu Zhi's place.

Fu Zhi fell asleep in English class and was called out by the English teacher to make him stand. He didn't sleep well, he was still a little lethargic, and his hand movements were very slow.

Liu Mi noticed that she was afraid that she would catch a cold, so she patted her jacket with her hands, and approached cautiously, "Mr. Li? Don't you want to show off yourself?"

Liu Mi felt that this was not in line with Li Nanli's usual style of dealing with Miss Fu Zhi.

Could it be because Jiang Jinshu was in the villa, so he was embarrassed?

The wind is cool at night.

Li Nanli put the suit jacket on the hanger on his arm, and raised his eyes, his eyes were surprisingly cold, but those peach blossom eyes were seductive and tight, and seemed to have an intriguing spring color.

"Liu Mi," he said, his voice was loose.

Liu Mi, "Here!"

Secretary Liu stared at the suit in his hand and the newly bought lady's jacket, and as expected, he felt that he was still his boss Li.

Li Nanli handed the coat on his arm to Liu Mi's arms: "Hide it well."

Liu Mi: "???"

WTF?

hiding what?

Liu Mi went to the second floor, and before he hid his clothes, he realized that Mr. Li must be talking about chasing his wife's crematorium, and it is very likely that the follow-up development will not be able to catch up.

Liu Mi sighed with a headache.

The door of the villa opened slowly.

There was the sound of a pendulum "Ding Dong—Ding Dong—" twice.

Fu Zhi looked up.

Li Nanli was wearing a dark black sweater, a more homely style, a bit loose, with gentle eyebrows and eyes, "Is it cold? Zhizhi."

Fu Zhi held the phone with his fingertips, paused, sniffed, and nodded.

She wanted to go to the villa, but her little nephew grabbed her by the collar of her back coat.

Li Nanli had no expression on his face, and lazily pulled Fu Zhi, "All the coats in the villa were sent to the dry cleaner by Liu Mi."

He told a lie, his eyelids drooped, his deep eyes were like stars shining in the morning.

As if sensing some kind of "self-blame" from his little nephew, Fu Zhi raised his hand, and was about to comfort the ATM, when Li Nanli grabbed his wrist and took a step forward.

The black sweater was rolled up from below, Fu Zhi's eyes went dark, and the whole person, including the man in front of him, was wrapped in the sweater.

She raised her head, it was pitch black.

And he, at the moment when he trapped the person in the sweater, the corners of his lips still couldn't help but bend down.

Pulling the collar of the sweater with one hand, the little girl's furry head was exposed.

Facing a pair of wet deer eyes, he smiled: "Don't freeze our branches."

Fu Zhi: "..."

Liu Mi cleaned up his coat on the second floor. Standing by the window sill, he saw Miss Fu Zhi suddenly get into Mr. Li's sweater.

How should I put it.

Sao is still Mr. Li Sao.

Jiang Jinshu came down from the second floor with a cold face.

Fu Zhi was wearing Li Nanli's sweater, and Li Nanli went to the second floor to find a white sweater to wear.

"At the end of this month, there will be an auction in country m. Do you have an invitation letter? I'll go with you." Fu Zhi took a sip of warm water and mentioned the business.

"Inconvenient." Jiang Jinshu sat at the dining table, and when he heard this, he narrowed his eyes, indifferent and ruthless, "It was the auction of the old Ford's house, and the auctions were all cultural relics and antiques under the key protection of country M. Nan Li There are only three invitation letters, if you follow him, Liu Mi will not be able to go."

It was originally just an auction, and it wasn't so strict. It's just that Jiang Jinshu heard the rumor that all the auction companies in country m jointly blackmailed Fu's Group. This time, in order to prevent Fu's troubled waters from entering the auction, he issued an invitation. It is a policy that only one person is allowed to pass the letter, and no family members or subordinates are allowed.

Liu Mi's inability to go means that Li Nanli, who has made many enemies, has no one to protect him in a foreign country.

Fu Zhi glanced at him lightly, "Then are you going?"

"Of course I'm going!" He also wanted to go to Country M to find clues about his idol!

Fu Zhi nodded, "Then my second request is that you don't go, just stay in Yucheng and do my homework for me."

Jiang Jinshu: "..." This brat!

On the train, motion sickness is a bit uncomfortable. If I can't write it out, I will make it up for everyone at the station tomorrow, okay?