Qian Yan

Chapter 132 Tell You Immediately

"It's a little tricky."

Wei Zexi took the letter and studied it word by word, then put down the letter paper in his hand, frowned and said: "The United States is not friendly to Chinese students in the first place. Once this incident happens, I think it's not just that Chen Can's admission is not optimistic. , even Jialu is in big trouble."

Yan Weiran nodded, and asked, "You see it the same way?"

"You have to look at it this way. If you are familiar with Columbia University, you should know that in the past two years, the dormitory numbers of many Asian students at Columbia University, especially in the form of pinyin or Chinese characters, have been torn apart or vandalized one after another. Chinese students They are too good at studying, and the Chinese pay too much attention to the education of the next generation, so that many Americans think that their own educational resources have been taken away by the Chinese." Wei Zexi spread his hands, "Not only students, but someone used the same content but signed differently before. The application letter to contact the tutors of Wharton Business School, Columbia Business School, New York University Stern Business School and other schools. It turns out that the Chinese are also the most discriminated against in the selection of tutors, and even the success rate of black people is higher than that of Chinese. Among them, female Chinese have the lowest success rate, so Chen Can is really proud to have successfully entered Columbia University. The situation she is facing now is also particularly serious."

Yan Weiran nodded, and said, "Yes, Chen Can is a good child. She has put too many people's expectations on her, and she should start a new life in the United States with hope, and she shouldn't suffer such setbacks."

"Although things are difficult, Zhang Yuman has been bullied to the top. We still have to work hard to figure out how to settle it..." Wei Zexi thought for a while, but asked another question, "Your teacher's formula , are you sure you can't hand it over to Zhang Yuman?"

"The formula..." Yan Weiran hesitated to speak, hesitated for a moment before sighing, and said, "This is what the teacher asked me to promise when she was dying. I really don't want to violate her last wish unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Okay, I understand." Wei Zexi nodded, seeing that her face was still full of embarrassment, he put his arms around her, and said with a smile, "Okay, I think the matter is not as serious as you imagined. After all, now we are The most difficult thing is that I have to figure out how to solve the problem without Jialu and Chen Can noticing it. Otherwise, if Jialu thinks you still care about him and runs back from the United States, wouldn’t I There's more trouble."

Yan Weiran was helpless and funny, and said: "I have already talked with him, the past is the past after all, I will no longer doubt him, but it is impossible to go back to the beginning with him. Actually... I mainly want to Chen Can. After all, there are very few things in this world that can threaten Cheng Jialu, but Chen Can may not be able to bear such a blow."

"I know. Speaking of which, I'm very happy that you can come to me when you encounter difficulties." Wei Zexi held her hand in satisfaction, and pressed his lips against the back of her hand, "But at first, Jia Lu is helping Chen Can because of you. Now if he is in crisis because of that kindness, let alone Chen Can, I am afraid that you will have a bad conscience when you think of this in your life. Isn’t it like I’m doomed?”

Yan Weiran shook his hand back, sighed lightly, and said, "Yes, I do feel indebted to him."

"So I have to try my best to solve it. Who wants a girlfriend to always remember other people's good?"

Now Yan Weiran was too lazy to object to his legitimate title, so he looked at him helplessly and didn't speak.

"To be honest, Jialu still cares about you." Wei Zexi thought for a while, sat down with her by the fish pond, and said, "It's not good to keep it from you, but Jialu is still improving your teacher's performance." A recipe job, he still wants to save you."

"Really?" Yan Weiran listened, and lightly threw the fish food in his hand onto the surface of the water.All the fish rushed to the surface of the water to fight for the food the moment the food fell, splashing a splash of water.

Wei Zexi wasn't sure if there was such a splash in Yan Weiran's heart, but he saw her drooping eyelashes covering those clear eyes, and a layer of gloom appeared on her face.

For a moment, Wei Zexi hated himself for being too generous, and even mentioned his ex-boyfriend in front of her.

He let out a sigh of frustration, raised his hand and rubbed his undyed hair, stood up and called New York, asking them to investigate Zhang Yuman's social relations there.

Yan Weiran heard the voice, turned his head to look at the side of his speech, and began to calm down, thinking that this angle of entry was right.

However, after hearing the reply over there, Wei Zexi felt uneasy.

He looked at Yan Weiran who was feeding the fish by the pond, took his mobile phone to the tree, and lowered his voice to ask over there: "Are you sure my dad wants me to go back and take over the American business?"

"Yes, he saw the quarterly report of the Asia-Pacific region a few days ago, and thought that as long as you calm down, you are doing well. At least you have never made a mistake in the general direction. Yesterday at the meeting, he also proudly expressed to his collaborators I introduced my son who graduated from a famous business school, and said that your investment vision is particularly strong, and your net assets increased by more than 150% in one year of investment in Shanghai, which is a miracle in any field..."

Wei Zexi was dumbfounded: "Is he referring to the house I bought? When I bought it, he clearly called me a prodigal!"

"Anyway, it's true. You know, the older you get, the more attached you are to your children. Show some kindness to your father, I'm sure he's already making plans to call you back to raise you. Be good, I look forward to the day you come back!"

Wei Zexi hung up the phone with a complicated mood, and looked at Yan Weiran who was squatting by the fish pond watching the koi.

The gaze from the top of her head sifted through the leaves, illuminating her soft side profile more and more charmingly.The long skirt covered her legs like clouds, only a line of slender ankles leaked out, proclaiming her fragility together with her slender arms.

He suddenly thought of that day that was careless at first, but now it seemed like destiny when he thought about it.He took a first look at her as he passed by, then walked back and took a second look at her, staring at her for a long time.

He remembered that he once heard a poem, it should be a famous poet, Shelley or someone—

A flower that scarce breathes in the desert rude
To Zephyr's passing wing?
If he returns to the United States now, ends his so-called "exile", returns to enjoy his father's affirmation, and accepts everything that everyone envies, will he also become the gust of wind passing by her?
At that time, even if he can have the bustle and bustle of the whole world, he will not have the aura that belongs only to her.Because she said when cleaning up her past with Cheng Jialu, her roots are in China.

Like a flower in the desolate desert, unwilling to breathe out to the passing wind.

He didn't want to be the wind passing by her.

Because of daylight saving time, ten o'clock in the evening in Shanghai is exactly ten o'clock in the morning in New York.

Twelve hours apart, it happens that day and night are reversed.

When Yan Weiran called Cheng Jialu, he held the phone and thought, if he doesn't answer after five rings, then forget it.

In fact, she thought that Cheng Jialu would not answer the phone, after all, when he was in the laboratory, his phone was always on silent.

But what she didn't expect was that after three rings, he picked it up.It took him half a second to adjust his breathing, but his breath was still unsteady when he opened his mouth: "Weiran, is that you?"

Yan Weiran gave a "hmm" and said, "It's me."

There was a moment of silence, neither of them knew how to speak.But then, he said "You..." at the same time, and after hearing the other party's first sound, his throat was blocked, and all words came to an abrupt end.

After a short pause, it was Cheng Jialu who said, "Let's talk first."

"I heard from Zexi that you are still continuing to study and improve the teacher's formula." Yan Weiran opened his mouth, his voice was a little low, but it was still clear when he heard it across the ocean, "Actually, it may not be necessary .The teacher has passed away, and there is no point in perfecting it."

"But this is the opportunity for us to meet. If it weren't for this formula, we might still be two strangers in this world." He sounded a little tired, but his hoarse voice was extremely sure, "It is to me, It is very meaningful. No matter what, I must fulfill the request you entrusted to me and improve it."

"No, actually the main ingredient of that formula, the extract..." Yan Weiran paused when she said this, she hesitated for a long time, and finally sighed softly, and said, "You can do whatever you want, just I think it really doesn't make sense anymore."

Cheng Jialu didn't speak, but his deep breathing seemed to reveal his stubbornness.

She said again, "Actually, I came to you today and wanted to inquire about something."

"You said."

"Before you attended a meeting, there was a chemical researcher of Chinese origin, who may be older, and his name is a double surname, and he studied an extraction method of ginkgolide... I only know these clues. At that meeting, Tina Ding, that is Ding Xueyan, she also participated, but I don’t remember the other party’s name, maybe you still have a memory?”

"Full surname, Chinese descent, ginkgolide..." Cheng Jialu thought for a while and asked, "Is there an approximate time?"

"No."

"It's okay, I can find it." Cheng Jialu said without doubt, "There is a special person in my laboratory to manage the data. I will ask someone to sort out the list of people who attended the meetings with Ding Xueyan, and I will tell you right away."

(End of this chapter)