The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress novel Chapter 383

Chapter 383: 148 Ma Institute Fellow’s favorable view, hit her strong suit now_2

Xu Wenyao started the car, but was utterly shocked by Academician Ma’s lament.

For a moment, all the inexplicable aspects suddenly connected.

Why he was able to get Academician Ma’s ticket.

And even…

Why President Huang would add him!

It turned out that everything originated from Bai Lian herself… Could Academician Ma value her so much?

He had only seen Bai Lian waiting alone at the airport, looking quite solitary, so he decided to keep her company—never expecting to be waiting for Academician Ma himself.

**

It was a little past nine in the morning.

The plane landed in Danping City, where Shen Qing enjoyed meticulous care throughout the journey. Getting off the plane, she whispered to Ji Shaojun, “This plane ticket was well purchased, with few passengers. Next time we can buy this kind again; look, Dad’s back doesn’t even hurt.”

Ji Shaojun gave Shen Qing a look: “…”

With only a few of them, how could it not be few?

Obviously, Shen Qing also had no concept of a private plane.

Ming Dongheng had brought two cars early on to wait for them. Ji Heng, Jiang He, and Shen Qing took one car, while Bai Lian and the others took another.

The black business car drove onto the new highway from Danping City to Xiangcheng.

“Did they build a new road?” Bai Lian, sitting by the window, noticed at a glance that this asphalt road was very new. She sat up straight and rolled down the window: “A few months ago, this road was still quite worn out.”

The journey from Danping City to Xiangcheng also took about an hour by car, covering fifty kilometers. The fact that it was now open to traffic within just a few months was quite shocking to Bai Lian.

Jiang Fulai glanced at her.

There she sat, gazing out of the window, bathed in the charming sunlight that outlined her serene profile.

“Lian, you don’t watch videos, do you?” Tang Ming scratched his head, sometimes truly doubting if Lian was a cavewoman living atop a mountain.

But then he thought about how she didn’t use the internet, so it made sense.

“We’ve always been known as the infrastructure madmen. Before, we revamped a high-speed train station in six hours. Overnight, they replaced the pillars and the deck of an overpass bridge.” As he spoke, Tang Ming lifted his chin proudly, “As long as they wish, nothing is impossible.”

Except for some projects that tried to skim off the top, these critical infrastructure projects were not considered fast for these infrastructure madmen.

**

Lu Lingxi instantly felt the anger of her being expelled and frowned, “About the principal, I’ll talk to him.”

Beicheng High School certainly wouldn’t easily give up on Bai Lian, a promising student capable of becoming Beicheng’s top scorer.

Bai Lian blinked, sending Lu Lingxi off.

Only then did she take the bus to the Calligraphy Association.

**

At the end of the year, the martial arts school and Calligraphy Association had no students, but the street outside was very lively, as the roads had been renovated and stalls added.

Today, everywhere one looked, there were vendors selling lanterns and New Year’s goods, with a constant stream of people coming and going.

Not too far away, a mall was nearing its closing sale, with a giant red banner promoting investment attraction.

“Senior brother, there are so many people here?” Ren Wanxuan, visiting for the first time, was amazed by the bustle.

Although she had heard from Ren Qian about Xiangcheng’s development and very successful investment attraction—even a recent high-speed rail line had been allocated—she was still surprised by the level of development.

By her side, Qiu Boqing was also shocked, his usually indifferent face watching the puppet play in front, where many young men and women were gathered.

“The tourism here has become popular,” said Qiu’s father in a deep voice, “Let’s go, I’ll take you two inside. Especially you, Boqing, don’t resist when you see your grandfather. Even if you look down on Xiangcheng’s Calligraphy Association, don’t let it show in front of him.”