The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

  Chapter 305 Terrible (two more)

  Jiang Chunlan took the photo and glanced at it, "It's not them."

  Zhou Xue was stunned, why is Madam so sure?

  "Are you sure it is Baitou Mountain Jiyueya?" Jiang Chunlan asked in a deep voice, rubbing her finger on the ring on her ring finger.

Zhou Xue replied: "Li Chan will not lie because of her sister. She only said the three words Baitou Mountain. On Baitou Mountain, there is only one Jiyueyi. I asked him to check it out in the town at the foot of the mountain. According to the detective employed by Mrs. Lin, the true wife of the Zhu Family should be Miss Ming Jing’s grand sister, Ming Xin, and only Miss Ming Jing’s grand sister Ming Xin. The life experience with the twin sisters is the most suspicious, but Ms. Ming Jing is sixteen years old this year. This...the age is logically unreasonable."

  Jiang Chunlan hooked her lips: "Did she tell you her age?"

  Zhou Xue also thought about it. She came back as a true daughter of the Zhu Family. Who would doubt her age?

   "It's just that if Ms. Ming Jing is really the person you are looking for, that would be terrible."

  As a 13-year-old child, why did she pretend to be someone else? Are the things she did after coming back, how intelligent is it, or is there someone behind it?

  No matter what kind of possibility, it is terrible.

  "Continue to investigate. As long as you live in this world, you will definitely leave traces. Who is she and what purpose she has will soon be revealed."

  Jiang Chunlan thought of the back she saw in Jiyueyi two years ago.

   Kneeling and sitting in front of the Buddha statue, sandalwood incense faintly, the girl is wearing a washed white Ziyi, with a clear heart and little desire, isolated from the world.

   "I believe that people can't make mistakes, and I hope you don't disappoint me."

  The mist in front of her eyes is getting deeper and deeper, and she has gradually lost sight of her face.

  ——

  Jiang Chunlan changed into a malachite green cheongsam and walked out after touching her temples.

  Jiang Jinchen has finished eating and is ready to go out.

Jiang Chunlan's eyes flickered and smiled: "Jin Chen, I suddenly thought of something. The last time Mrs. Gao came to the house, she liked the flower wine I brewed. I promised to give her a bottle. I made an appointment to go today. Thinking of bumping into the time of the press conference, why don't you run for me. If you agree, you can't miss the appointment, don't you think?"

  Jiang Jinchen lowered his eyes: "Okay, I'll send it."

  Zhou Xue came out from the kitchen carrying a gift box and handed it to Jiang Jinchen: "Master, you are more careful."

  Jiang Jinchen took it in silence, turned and left.

  Zhou Xue took a white mink shawl and put it on Jiang Chunlan's shoulder, "Madam, you put the young master away, don't you want him to have a close relationship with Miss Mingjing?"

Jiang Chunlan hooked her lips: "There are some things, it’s better to be careful. Jinchen don’t keep talking. In fact, this child has a very deep mind. I know that he is unusual for Der Spiegel. Before, I wanted to make the two of them perfect. Come, I'm naive..."

  "Young Master will understand your painstaking efforts." Zhou Xue persuaded.

  Jiang Chunlan chuckled and walked into the sun: "How many people lose to a love character, don't underestimate the silent person, the most terrible thing is going crazy."

  Zhou Xue was silent.

Mrs.   's worries are undoubtedly too much to worry about. Everyone knows how filial the young master is.

  It is impossible for a woman to turn against his wife.

  "Have you arranged it?"

   Zhou Xue's expression was straightforward: "Don't worry, Madam, it's already arranged."

   Today’s madam, there will be no hesitation anymore.

  ——

  At half past eight, the number of people in the live broadcast room soared to five million, and it was still growing at a terrifying rate, enough to see the horrible influence of the mirror.

  At 8:40, leaders from all walks of life began to attend the meeting one after another, and Jiang Chunlan became the only bright spot among this group of men.

  The camera from the live broadcast room swept across the audience. Everyone was stunned. They saw Shen Zhou and Mr. Shen. This elegant and beautiful woman in a green cheongsam seemed to have more background.

  Waiting for everyone to discover that she was sitting on the main seat, and Mr. Shen was even more surprised when she was still under her head.

  What is the identity of this woman?

   Soon this episode passed, the host was in place, and the press conference officially began.

  Backstage, Ran Tengxiao stared at the watch and ordered: "Watch your surroundings and don't make trouble."

   Ye Jian said, “Don’t worry, Lord Xiao, there are all police around here, and there are our people around, so there won’t be any problems.”

  Ran Tengxiao's brows never let go, and instinctively told him that something must be happening today.

   "Call out the monitoring."

   Soon the scene of the press conference will be displayed on the computer screen, and the eight-angle monitoring will be presented without dead ends.

Ran Tengxiao's eyes fell on Jiang Chunlan in the first row of the auditorium, his fingers slowly rubbing the jade finger on his thumb, his eyes gloomy.

  After the host’s clichés, "Let us invite our youngest president of the Jockey Club, Miss Derek."

  Everyone turned their heads at the same time.

  The door slowly opened, and the girl walked in calmly, facing countless lenses and gazes.

   is still the iconic white long dress, with silver moonlight flowing on the skirt, shining brightly, and growing lotus step by step.

  The beauty does not eat the fireworks in the world, and the beauty is holiness out of the dust.

  Like the brightest moon under the sky at night, it is unique in the world.

   Those eyes condensed all the grace of the world, and finally returned to peace.

  She walked calmly, with a gentle smile on the corners of her eyebrows and eyes, walking through the aisle in the middle of the auditorium, and she stepped onto the high platform.

  "Click, click..." The flash flickered continuously, and the photographer was going crazy, and the hand that pressed the shutter was no longer at his disposal.

Three hundred and sixty degrees of beautiful pictures with no dead ends have been released. Previously, there were only sneak shots or chance encounters. Since the variety show, this is the first time that Der Spiegel has appeared in front of the public camera. She is not a star, but she has the popularity and influence comparable to popular stars. Power, photographers have the least resistance to beauty, this is simply born for the lens.

  A natural beauty.

  In front of the live camera, the audience watching this scene will only be more excited. Human perception of beauty is a consensus. Some people do not distinguish between right and wrong, but they will never fail to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, unless you are blind.

  But her most eye-catching thing is not her beauty, but the grace and calmness in her gestures, the gentleness and moistness between her smiles, and the icy muscles and bones, a hint of compassion.

  Compassing all things and being compassionate, this is the unique mirror.

  The host stayed in a daze. I had heard of this eldest lady a long time ago. I just stood in front of the real person today and realized that God is really partial.

  Next, the representatives of the Jockey Club members appeared on the stage. Everything was like walking through the scene, which seemed very official and formal, but there was no eye to leave the mirror.

Since the establishment of the Jockey Club, there has not been a position of president. The committee members perform their duties. The controller behind is actually Ran Tengxiao, but it is impossible for him to appear in front of the stage. The representatives of the committee members will represent the power of the president. The seal was handed to Ming Spiegel, he said a few words of encouragement, and joined the camera in front of the camera, and the handover ceremony was complete.

  Then is today’s highlight, which is what everyone cares about most.

Ming Jing was left by the host. The host quickly glanced at the desk, squeezed the microphone, and said with a smile: "Ms. Ming Jing is young and promising. She is a role model for our young people. The gold medal was recommended to Huaqing University. I would like to congratulate you in advance."

  Mingjing smiled slightly, extremely softly: "You're welcome."

  The host was healed by this gentle smile, and the tension gradually disappeared.

"I screened some netizens' comments on the Internet. Today, I took this opportunity to ask Miss Der Spiegel to solve our doubts. As we all know, you won the first place in Marseilles a few days ago, stunning the whole country, but in fact, everyone, including me, is very Curious, it is rumored that Ms. Mingjing, you grew up in the mountains, when did you learn to ride a horse?"

After asking the host, she squeezed the microphone nervously. This question is a bit offensive. She is the master of Apple Video. In this interview with Missy, the draft of the question was dead and dead. In the end, the editor-in-chief decided this to be sharp for traffic. Question draft.

  Don’t ask why, it’s okay for the eldest lady to make some sacrifices for the development of her own video software.

  Nowadays, the industry's internal volume is serious, and it is no surprise that the editor-in-chief will be beaten if he wins. This time, thanks to the shareholder style of Missy, this month's performance is not worrying.

  The host's words fell, and the scene was silent for a moment.

  Not only she is curious, the public is curious, and the big guys on the scene are very curious.

  Only the first row of the auditorium, Shen Zhou frowned slightly, and seemed a little unhappy.

  The camera swept past, and the editor-in-chief saw Shen Zhou's gloomy face, and his heart was over.

  Ding Jing took the microphone from the staff in a hurry, and smiled indifferently in front of countless eyes.

  (End of this chapter)