Chapter 680: Jiang Family’s unique ruler, the invitation from President Jian_3
“Professor Jia is taking you to the music exchange event?” It was no surprise to Madam Song that Professor Jia valued Bai Shaoqi so highly, given that the Bai Family and Song Family had poured quite a bit of money into his support.
“It’s on Sunday. Dean Jian and the principal of Jiangyin will also be there,” Bai Shaoqi set down her teacup, “Auntie, will you be joining us?”
Such large-scale music exchange events were filled with people from the inner circle, so naturally, Madam Song wouldn’t miss it.
After their chat, Song Min also finished discussing private equity matters with President Yin.
Once Song Min and Bai Shaoqi went upstairs, President Yin turned to Madam Song, and upon hearing about the music exchange event, he couldn’t help but speak up, “You haven’t been in touch with this Dean Jian? I heard the private equity is somewhat related to the Chen Family; he should know some inside information.”
“No,” Madam Song shook her head, “Forget it, Dean Jian… isn’t so easy to approach.”
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Having lived in Jiangjing for so long, she was well aware of the local dynamics.
“Indeed,” President Yin nodded.
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Sunday.
Jiangjing’s large music exchange event. There were still two days left until the medical summit concluded, and now there was the music exchange event. The past month in Jiangjing had been truly lively.
Six-thirty.
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Lao Hu’s car stopped at the site of Jiangjing Music Exchange Event.
Bai Lian got out of the car, took her phone and the invitation Lao Hu had given her, and entered while talking to Sister Xin on the phone. Sister Xin was asking her if she had time, as Mei Yi was in Jiangjing during this period, and together with Wan Qiushan, they wanted to invite her to dinner.
Bai Lian handed her invitation to the hostess at the entrance in a calm and unhurried manner and followed her through the gates, “I’m quite busy with classes; I might only have time in the evening.”
A woman happened to come out of the door, and Bai Lian stepped aside to make way.
The other’s gaze fell on her.
Bai Lian glanced down; it was a woman in a black cheongsam with golden flowers, her facial features refined and her bearing quite graceful.
When the woman saw Bai Lian’s gaze, she smiled softly and nodded at her.
Bai Lian slightly nodded back at the woman and then they passed by each other.
After Bai Lian entered, outside, Gao Shu hadn’t left yet. Her gaze followed Bai Lian’s retreating figure. Bai Lian’s face was so recognizable that even from just a photo, Gao Shu could identify her.
Compared to a photograph, the real person was naturally more animated. The grace in her every gesture, which was rare even among those who had studied opera professionally.
Gao Shu stood at the entrance, contemplating. The opportunity Gao Yan mentioned to share the stage together was not impossible.
It wasn’t until Lou Jiu and his secretary arrived that they interrupted her thoughts. Secretary Xue inquired, “Vice President, what did Dean Jian say?”
“He said he’s too old to take on such a big responsibility,” speaking of serious matters, Gao Shu also shook her head and withdrew her gaze sighing, “I couldn’t persuade him.”
“Blossoms on the Tree” was a new play launched by the old dean of the Drama Institute, and the main theme music had not been settled yet.
This matter was very important for Gao Shu. With a promotion on the horizon, the issue wasn’t a huge one, but it wasn’t minor either. Another vice president was eyeing the position, waiting to see who could handle it better.
“The teacher hasn’t composed any music in recent years,” Lou Jiu stood aside, speaking in defense of the teacher, “Truly, he has no more energy for it.”
“I was just asking,” Gao Shu turned her head and asked Xue Na, “What did Master Shuo say?”
She was referring to Shuo Qingyu, the master of classical music composition.
Many dramas, and even those ancient-style epic TV series produced by the national station, were composed by him.
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