Chapter 132

132 Calligraphy, Jiang family’s director (3)

it’s a success. I’ll be on set next week. Meng Fu supported master Jiang and replied slowly, ” I’m acting as a spy in a war film. It’ll probably be done in a month or two.

“I see ...” Upon hearing this, the old man didn’t know what expression to make. He chuckled softly and said, “yes, your acting will definitely be good. I’ll know if I can see it.

Meng Fu looked at him and helped him to a chair in the study. He said in a serious tone, “”Of course you can see it.”

The old man only smiled and did not say anything else.

Meng Fu didn’t say anything. He went to a corner and took out a sandalwood incense from his pocket for the old man to light.

She had a black and gold lighter in her pocket. It was a very cold color, but she used it very smoothly. The blue flame swallowed the sandalwood.

A thin layer of smoke rose from the corner, and the old man seemed to be jolted.

“Grandpa, did something happen at home recently?” Meng Fu lit up the sandalwood, put away the lighter, and asked casually.

The old man shook his head and laughed. what’s the matter? How are you doing outside? did anyone in the crew bully you?”

they won’t. Meng Fu raised his eyebrows. teacher li and the rest are very good.

Li qingning’s father’s performance in the live broadcast was not fake, and the old man was relieved. ah, your manager is so hot-headed, but your assistant is rational and knows how to handle things. I’ve added him on WeChat. I’m very assured with him taking care of you.

Meng Fu turned around and raised his eyebrows.

“Didn’t you recommend my business card to him?” The old man also asked in surprise.

Meng Fu,”...” That’s right, it’s me. ”

She had never thought that she, Meng Fu, would have to take the blame one day.

“Old master, it’s time to rest and drink your medicine.” Outside, the Butler knocked on the door. This Chinese medicine was prescribed by old doctor Luo last time.

The old man also massaged his temples. He suddenly felt a little sleepy. I want to sleep.

Hearing the old man’s words, the Butler glanced at Meng Fu and frowned slightly.

“Grandpa, you should rest.” Meng Fu put down a roll of sandalwood incense. She came here today to deliver these. you have to light these spices every day.

The old man forced his eyes to close as he grabbed the corner of Meng Fu’s shirt. He was so drowsy that his voice was not as obvious anymore.”Fu ‘er, stay for dinner.”

Meng Fu lowered her head and looked at her phone. Teacher Zhou had already given out a bunch of practice questions for the day. She thought about it and could not bear to reject the old man. okay, Grandpa, you can rest first.

She helped old master Jiang to his bed to rest, and he fell asleep within a few minutes.

**

He had to do the questions that teacher Zhou gave him, so Meng Fu went downstairs to borrow Jiang Quan’s study room.

It was almost eight o ‘clock, and Jiang Yiran and Jiang Xinyi, who were studying at No. 1 middle school, had also rushed back.

The two of them usually stayed in the villa when they went to school and rarely came back. They had come back today because of the Jiang family.

When Meng Fu went upstairs, Jiang Quan had already explained Meng Fu’s existence to the directors.

A few board members explained their confusion. No wonder they had never heard of Meng Fu’s name. So this was the reason.

When they saw Meng Fu come down again, the directors only gave her a perfunctory compliment. Director Jiang’s daughter was really good-looking, and that was all. To them, the Jiang family had nothing to do with Meng Fu, so there was no point in paying attention to her.

Then he continued to talk to Jiang Yiran about some problems.

Several of the Jiang family’s directors weren’t very friendly to Meng Fu, and they even seemed cold.

Jiang Yiran slowly put down his school bag, picked up his teacup, and took a sip. There was a hint of mockery in his lowered eyes.

Indeed, the Board of Directors of the Jiang family had always placed their interests first. It was too much of a waste for them to pay attention to Meng Fu, and there was indeed no need to.

Meng Fu was rather cold to these directors and only nodded slightly.

there’s a printer in the study room next to your grandfather’s. You can use it as you wish. When Jiang Quan heard Meng Fu’s question, his furrowed brows relaxed a little, and his tone became much gentler.

“Alright,” he said. Meng Fu nodded.

She went upstairs to jiangquan’s study room. There was a printer in jiangquan’s study room. She flipped to teacher Zhou’s dialog box-

[ today’s intensive class’s practice questions are top secret. I asked the Zhou University question setter to come up with them. You can finish them this week and hand them to me next week (smile) ]

[ Word document ]

Only three questions?

Meng Fu looked at the smile behind teacher Zhou and made sure that she didn’t understand the meaning of the smile. Then, he received the questions and printed out all the exercises sent by teacher Zhou.

Then, he found a pen in Jiang Quan’s study and worked on the questions seriously.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

These three questions were indeed set by Zhou University’s question setters, and the standard was much higher than the last time.

It was rare for Meng Fu to be interested. After studying it for a long time, he even sent a screenshot of one of the questions to Meng Xun-

[ try this question. ]

**

Nine o ‘clock.

The group of directors left, and the Butler knocked on the door to ask Meng Fu to come down for dinner.

Meng Fu did not finish his questions, so he left the paper here and went downstairs with the Butler.

The Butler glanced at the paper on the table, but he wasn’t interested. He closed the door of the study.

Downstairs, Yu Yong was also present today. Jiang Yiran and the others were already seated at the dining table.

Jiang Quan was talking to Yu Yong.

“Fu ‘er, have you been busy with work recently?” Jiang Quan saw Meng Fu coming down and saw the dark circles under her eyes. He couldn’t help but frown.

...

“There’s a show.” Meng Fu nodded and explained.

Jiang Quan nodded. don’t tire yourself out.

Beside him, Yu Yong raised his head and looked at Meng Fu. When he heard Meng Fu say that he was going for an audition, he didn’t want to say anything more.

Not to mention Jiang Yiran, even Jiang Xinchen, who had always been out of tune, had been busy with the Jiang family’s Affairs recently. This Meng Fu ...

Yu Yong retracted his gaze.

Jiang Yu put away the documents for today’s Secret meeting and was about to leave. Jiang Quan asked him to stay for dinner, but he didn’t agree.

“Where’s Grandpa?” Jiang yiran didn’t see the old master sitting in the main seat, so he looked up and asked the Butler.

The Butler glanced at Meng Fu. after old master saw miss Meng in the afternoon, he was not feeling well and went to sleep.

“Ah?” Jiang yiran was stunned for a moment. grandpa’s health has been better than two days ago, and he looks more energetic. How could he ...

She looked at Meng Fu.

“Pa-”

...

Next to Jiang Yiran, Yu zhenling put down her chopsticks and stared at Meng Fu with a cold and sharp gaze. the most important thing for a person is to know where they stand. Your grandfather’s health is not good to begin with, and he’s even weaker recently. He can’t put his mind to it. It’s best to dispel your unrealistic thoughts and stop bothering your grandfather.

Meng Fu raised his head.

Yu Yong knew about Meng Fu’s situation and said, ” No. 1 middle school is different from other schools. Principal Gu is even more old-fashioned than Xun ran’s grandfather. I don’t think he can convince him.

So ... Did they think that she had come back today to ask old master Jiang to send her to first middle school? So the old man was so angry that he fell sick?

Meng Fu leaned back in his chair and smiled.

At the door, Jiang Yu, who was about to leave, stopped and raised his hand silently. um, director Jiang, I have something to say.