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Chapter 271: I Heard You’re Poor, And You’re a School Slag

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Chang Ning was speechless.

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Usually, people rushed to see him and would even line up for half a month.

This was his first time hearing that he had to line up. He sighed and thought, Who told her to be the big boss? 

Persuaded, he said, “Fine, I’ll wait.”

“I don’t have much time these days. I still have arrangements with my teacher. Let Sister He Chen take over if there are any orders, she’s pretty free.” Qin Ran stopped at the top of the stairs.

“We’ll talk when we meet.” Chang Ning walked over to the office door. It opened automatically and he walked outside to send a copy of the information to Qin Ran’s mailbox. “You’ve never been to the 129 core headquarters, have you?”

They spoke for a while before hanging up.

Chang Ning quickly sent the information to Qin Ran’s mailbox. She downloaded it and clicked to open it.

**

The apartment at Ting Lan was cleaned often and Cheng Mu didn’t need to do much.

But due to site restrictions, the flowerpot he brought over could only be placed at the floor-to-ceiling window.

Old Master Cheng sat on the sofa, looking at the flowerpot in Cheng Mu’s hand. At first glance, he felt like the flowerpot was a little familiar, but there were other things in his mind and he didn’t pay much attention to it.

Shaking his teacup for a while, he tilted his head and asked Cheng Mu, “The layout is rather big. How many bedrooms are there downstairs?”

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Cheng Mu put his things away and said after thinking about it, “There are the master and second bedrooms, and another guest room.”

There were many rooms here, but the gym and study room took up lots of space. Furthermore, the first floor was basically an open space.

Old Master Cheng was speechless.

He turned to look at Cheng Mu involuntarily. “Then where are you staying?”

“Me?” Cheng Mu replied respectfully, “My brother bought me a suite downstairs when I was in university. I’m staying below Master Juan. My brother hired people to make a pathway leading up, so I can just go down from here.”

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He took Butler Cheng and Old Master Cheng to the side of the staircase with luxurious bonsais and showed them the black-and-white style downstairs.

At this time, besides Old Master Cheng, even Butler Cheng glanced involuntarily at Cheng Mu. “Cheng Jin is so rich?!”

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Cheng Mu wasn’t aware of the land price here and was a little taken aback. “Erm, he’s alright?”

Butler Cheng was speechless.

Old Master Cheng sat back down on the sofa again, while Cheng Juan came downstairs after changing into a T-shirt. He was talking on the phone as he came over.

Judging by his tone, he was probably talking to Cheng Jin.

Lu Zhaoying had parted ways with them at the airport to head back home.

Butler Cheng stood behind Old Master Cheng and poured him another cup of tea.

“Why did they come to Beijing so early?” Old Master Cheng glanced at Butler Cheng and whispered, “Ran Ran hasn’t filled out her aspirations, right?”

Butler Cheng smiled. “I heard Cheng Mu say that she’s here to visit her teacher.”

As for what teacher, he had also asked Cheng Mu, but had only received an unfathomable expression and a lack of reply.

“Teacher?” Old Master Cheng put down his teacup and asked anxiously, “What teacher? When are they visiting?”

Butler Cheng shook his head. “I don’t know. Cheng Mu didn’t tell me specifically, but it should be Miss Qin’s philosophy teacher?”

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The two talked for a while before Butler Cheng said, “Old Master, we should be getting back.”

Old Master Cheng stood up rigidly and nodded.

Cheng Juan happened to hang up as Butler Cheng said this and walked over to see Old Master Cheng off.

**

Master Wei simply couldn’t sit still when he received Qin Ran’s message at the airport.

“Master Wei, regarding the exhibition competition for the recruitment of new members…” Someone from the Violin Association handed a list to him.

He glanced at it simply and said, “Leave these to Wen Yin to handle.”

Wen Yin was the former President of the Violin Association in Yun Cheng. Since he was an ambitious man, Master Wei had recruited him as the Vice-Chairman of the Beijing Association. Now, he was Master Wei’s right-hand man.

Putting his phone away, he got up from his chair and walked outside.

The group of people in the office heaved a sigh of relief and exchanged glances. “What’s wrong with Master Wei?”

“I heard that he’s about to accept a disciple!” Someone said mysteriously.

The others expressed their disbelief. “Master Wei is accepting apprentices? How is that possible? There’s not a single movement. He has such high expectations and wasn’t even impressed by that powerful student of the association, Qin Yu.”

“Wasn’t it because Master Wei said that she plagiarized someone?” Another person pondered aloud. “I think it’s possible. A lot of newbies have joined the association these past two years. The top-notch ones are all Teacher Dai’s students, so those promoted in the next few years might all be his students. Master Wei probably wants to accept new disciples.”

The other person was stunned. “Then how many disciples will Master Wei accept? Teacher Dai’s apprentices are all very powerful.”

“There’s no need for many apprentices if one person can come out on top,” a wise person said with experience.

“Then what kind of apprentice must Master Wei accept to suppress all the people of this generation? It’s impossible, impossible…”

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Even seemingly peaceful organizations would experience power disputes.

**

Unbothered by the number of people discussing him in the office, Master Wei left after explaining the affairs of the association and then walked towards the elevator.

In the parking lot, Uncle Hai was already waiting by the car. He pulled the car door open and asked, “Are we going to the airport now?”

Uncle Hai knew that Qin Ran was coming today.

“No.” Master Wei shook his head and sat in the car. “Go to Ting Lan.”

It wasn’t peak hour yet, but the roads were still a little congested. It took Master Wei nearly forty minutes to arrive at Ting Lan.

The security system was very strong.

The security officer registered Master Wei’s identity before letting him in.

“Is it here?” Uncle Hai arrived at the door of the duplex apartment. He stared at the house number for confirmation before daring to knock on the door.

At the same time, Butler Cheng opened the door and was about to head back with Old Master Cheng.

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The two weren’t particularly familiar with each other.

Master Wei was renowned in the violin industry, but unlike the Xu family, Old Master Cheng barely paid any attention to the violin industry.

He had heard of Master Wei’s name before but didn’t have the same hobby as the Xu family to especially head to a violin exhibition to watch a violin performance.

They might have appeared at various celebrity banquets at the same time before, but have never greeted each other.

“You are…” Old Master Cheng paused.

Only Butler Cheng recognized him. “Old Master, this is Master Wei, Master Jiang’s good friend.”

“Oh, Master Wei.” Old Master Cheng reacted and took a step back. He said politely, “Why is Master Wei here?”

Master Wei recognized Old Master Cheng, who was at the same level as Principal Xu, or perhaps even a little bit higher to a certain extent. He sounded surprised when he greeted him. “Elder Cheng.”

Old Master Cheng originally planned to head back.

But with Master Wei’s arrival, he sat back down on the sofa with him.

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Cheng Juan greeted Master Wei respectfully. “Master Wei, please wait a moment. I’ll go up and tell her to come down.”

Butler Cheng and Old Master Cheng couldn’t help but exchange glances.

Cheng Mu poured a cup of tea for Master Wei.

“Ok, I’m not in a hurry.” Master Wei took a sip of tea and shook his head.

Old Master Cheng and Butler Cheng originally thought that Master Wei was here to find Cheng Juan. After all, Master Wei often stayed in Continent M.

Besides hearing about his violin skills, Old Master Cheng also knew of Master Wei because he was very familiar with the Mas family in Continent M.

But judging by Cheng Juan’s attitude, it seemed like Master Wei wasn’t here for him?

“Master Wei, are you here to find Ran Ran?” Old Master Cheng figured it out at this moment and glanced calmly at Master Wei.

Putting his hand on the armrest casually, Master Wei chuckled. “Yes, she’s learning the violin from me now. The summer vacation just so happens to be when the Beijing Association holds its recruitment. She came at the right time.”

When Qin Ran came downstairs, Master Wei stood up happily.

His reputation was known even by people who weren’t concerned about the violin.

To be accepted as a disciple, Qin Ran was certainly talented in playing the violin.

Old Master Cheng glanced at Butler Cheng and frowned. “Didn’t you say she was here to see her philosophy teacher?”

Butler Cheng was speechless.

Old Master Cheng whispered, “… Didn’t you say she was a computer professional?”

Butler Cheng glanced at Cheng Mu faintly. “I didn’t know Miss Qin could play the violin.”

In fact…

Although he hadn’t checked her information, he had heard that she was from Ninghai Town. It was a poverty alleviation site, and he had heard that she was poor and was also a school slag…
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