Chapter 955

Xia Wanyuan looked up. A woman with sharp short hair was stepping on the steps. She was very young, but her eyes were sharp. She seemed to be a strong character.

Junshiling didn't look back. He saw Xia Wanyuan looking at the people behind her and pinched her face. "Go in. It's cold outside. I'll pick you up later."

Xia Wanyuan didn't say anything. He nodded and went into the educational administration building. Seeing that Xia Wanyuan's figure disappeared at the elevator entrance, junshiling turned and left,

Looking at the figure that Jun Shiling left coldly, the woman with short hair didn't get very angry. She just sneered, "the owner of your family really has the capital of pride."

Xia Wanyuan went upstairs. As soon as he sat in the conference room, junshiling's wechat came over,

Junshiling: "that woman was the eldest daughter of the Jiang family just now. She just came back from magnesium. You don't have to pay attention to her."

Xia Wanyuan once heard from junshiling that the Chiang family had always been at odds with other families in the major families of China, but the inside story was very deep. Especially in recent years, the family expanded rapidly. If it had not been for junshiling's leading family, the Chiang family would have developed into a first family.

The eldest daughter of the Chiang family, Jiang Fu, grew up in the magnesium state when she was a child. It is said that she has a long family relationship with the magnesium state and is an important overseas contact of the Chiang family,

Now, Jiang Jiayuan is willing to recall his eldest daughter to the mainland. I'm afraid there will be a storm in the imperial capital.

Mind changes, Xia Wanyuan has been the relationship between these families in mind once again, and then in hand, Xia Wanyuan sent a message to Jun Shiling: meet again? Have you seen it before?

Junshiling, who had already left the school gate, could not laugh or cry when he saw the news of Xia Wanyuan: he was mischievous again

Xia yuan yuan raised his eyebrows, what else he wanted to return, and a very aggressive perfume beside him came over. Jiang Yun turned to his side and looked around.

Jiang Kai's short hair and exquisite suit make her look capable and neat. She smiles at Xia Wanyuan, "madam, I've heard so much about you."

"Miss Jiang," Xia Wanyuan nodded slightly,

It seems that Xia Wanyuan recognized some accidents, Jiang Kai eyebrow light pick, "your wife is very beautiful."

"Miss Jiang's perfume is delicious."

Not far away, President Yang is waving to Xia Wanyuan. Xia Wanyuan then stands up and leaves,

Looking at Xia Wanyuan's back, Jiang Kai suddenly chuckled, "it's worthy of the woman that Jun Shiling likes."

Jiang Kai was sent to magnesium since she was a child. Although Jiang's family was powerful, she had little influence in magnesium. Jiang Kai was young and took the business of Jiang's family to magnesium. She had great ability and read numerous people,

After seeing Xia Wanyuan, she understood why her father was so anxious to call her back from magnesium,

A Junshi mausoleum is hard enough to handle, and Xia Wanyuan, who is standing behind the Wei family, will only be suppressed forever by the Junshi if he doesn't do his best.

This conference is a special meeting of Chinese literature exchange sponsored by the Qing University. The conference room is full of professors from all over the country,

President Yang wanted to put Xia Wanyuan in the first row to sit with them. Unexpectedly, as soon as he called Xia Wanyuan over, someone spoke sour words behind him,

"Literature, a noble field, should not be polluted by the smell of copper. People who do not have a core paper can still sit in the first row." The speaker is an old scholar from a university in the south,

Everyone heard the teacher's words, and their complicated eyes fell on Xia Wanyuan, who was standing in front of him,

We have heard that Xia Wanyuan is the wife of the Junshi group, but in the academic world, intellectuals always have their own lofty ideals,

In the eyes of the outside world, Xia Wanyuan's identity is boundless, but in the eyes of these old scholars, Xia Wanyuan's identity is a kind of burden, which makes the noble literature stink.

Xia Wanyuan looked back and found that although many people didn't speak like the old man, their eyes betrayed their inner thoughts,

Xia Wanyuan scanned it coldly,

In full view of the public, he opened the first row of chairs and sat down, staring at the crowd behind him.