The Mysterious Heiress: Researcher In Disguise

Xu Wei exited Lu Yumo's room.

Her steps were a little frivolous, and she felt in a daze.

She has two children in the family. The eldest son is in good health, cheerful and optimistic. The younger son has good grades, but suddenly fell ill. She was worried about the younger son's condition, so she naturally gave him more thought and love. Younger son.

She knew that this was unfair to Yu Mo, but Yu Shen's illness would never get better. The guilt in her heart finally turned into the hard work and fatigue of taking care of her little son.

In particular, she felt that boys seemed to have their own world and did not need too much love from their parents, not to mention... Lu Yumo was indeed wild, and fights in school always involved him.

When the parents were called back, the child who was beaten cried, and Xu Wei also cried. She didn't know what to do to make her eldest son less worried and let him understand that the family was very difficult now. Her younger brother was sick, and she had to accompany her every day. Early morning.

But what did the parents say when Lu Yumo, who was beating someone, was found?

He was just above Xu Wei's waist. He was standing in the office and saw her crying. He felt uneasy and at a loss. He tugged on the sleeves of his blue school uniform and tried his best to wipe Xu Wei's tears with his toes, "You, don't cry. "

He spent a lot of energy and wiped the tears from the corners of Xu Wei's eyes onto the sleeves of his school uniform. It was as if he knew for a moment what a heinous thing he had done. His eyes were as red as a rabbit's, and even his voice was hoarse. , "I'm sorry, mom, don't cry. I don't dare to do it anymore... I know I was wrong. I will never fight on purpose to make you come to see me again. I will never be jealous of my brother again, ugh..."

he promised, wailing again.

It was as if all the secrets in my heart, together with the shame that I had to say out loud, were all melted into the tears that kept falling.

But what's wrong with him?

He did all this just to get the attention of adults. The real fault was that the Lu family had never coordinated the relationship between elders and children, which made Lu Yumo go to extremes.

Xu Wei pushed the door open with concern. In the room, Lu Jingqing was reading information about several top teams in the Glory server.

"I have decided, and I have understood that playing professionally is a way out and a child's dream." As soon as Xu Wei entered the room, she categorically informed: "My son, I want to send him to play professionally. Be his fanboy!"

She choked and sobbed. Lu Jingqing noticed something was wrong with her. He turned his head and met his wife's red eyes as expected. He frowned and realized that something was wrong, "What's wrong?" How could he be fine again? Are you going to be a fan again during a game?

"I heard from Yu Mo and Zhi Zhi that the training matches of the major teams have begun. If you miss this village, I wonder if you can wait for Yu Mo in the next village. Then you can come with me to support him in the audience. We surprise him and accompany him.”

As for the pink head, Xu Wei wiped her tears, clasped her fingers carefully and said to Lu Jingqing, "I was the one who made Yu Mo suffer in the past. The thing that would make a child as neurotic as Yu Mo feel sad is me. If I don’t do well, and I don’t get compensation, I will be a better person from now on, and I plan to..."

——

Xu Wei and Lu Jingqing discussed it all night.

The next day, Lu Yumo received the news that he could play professionally.

But even more unrealistic than him was Fu Zhi.

"You sign up for this. You don't have to go to school during the semester after your senior year of high school. You can go directly to Ouyang's house for training."

In an elegant cafe.

Fu Zhi looked at the man elegantly sipping tea in front of him. The eyes behind the gold frame were sharp and cunning. He put the tea cup in his hand, pushed his phone forward, and said in a cold voice: "I have seen your design drawings." However, I have made rapid progress during this period. However, the things I draw are not particularly professional yet, and it is easy to go wrong. This may require some systematic training."

Fu Zhi lowered his head to look.

The mobile phone placed in Ouyang Feng's hand contained a particularly careless but unreliable admissions message.

How to describe this admissions information?

Maybe it’s because Ouyang Feng compiled it himself overnight, so the content is not only fancy, but also suspected of plagiarizing admissions quotations from some big names:

"Do you want your child to grow taller? Do you want your child to be healthy? Do you want your child to have a monthly income of one million in ten days? Here, age is not a limit, happiness is the pursuit. Just walk into Ouyang's home for training Camp, you can find the meaning of your existence!"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi took the phone back, coldly and ruthlessly, "Sorry, thank you for the invitation."

She stood up to leave.

"Hey, hey, don't." Ouyang Feng grabbed Fu Zhi's sleeve, "Classmate, classmate! Look again! The Ouyang family is the starting point for dreams to set sail. The Ouyang family is the melting pot for success!"

"oh."

Fu Zhi pulled his hand out again, "You squat at the door and ask the dogs on the roadside. Ask them if they believe it."

If the wind wants to go away, how can the tree stay?

Ouyang Feng was extremely anxious, "I'll give you money!"

Fu Zhi kept walking.

"Ten million!"

Fu Zhi walked faster.

"One hundred million!"

Fu Zhi did not slow down her pace.

"Three hundred million!" Ouyang Feng's heart was bleeding.

Fu Zhi began to walk quickly.

"One billion! Isn't one billion enough?!"

Fu Zhi can fly on Hot Wheels.

"...Two billion! Two billion really can't be more!"

Fu Zhi's feet are sprained.

I stumbled on the ground, my feet sprained in an exaggerated way, and I couldn't walk.

She was quite helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

The other party gave too much.

Fu Zhi slowly walked back to Ouyang Feng and sat down, "I know you are a principal, and your income is only a million yuan a year, so you don't earn much. Let's put it this way, in fact, I am not greedy for your money. .”

The main reason is that Fu Zhi doesn't think Ouyang Feng is the kind of person with two billion.

Ouyang Feng couldn't hold it back: "Haha."

"Let's do this. I'll sign up. I know that the Ouyang family has a subsidiary that engages in firearms research. It's called Xunguang. You can transfer this company to my name and give me another billion."

The full name of the company Fu Zhi mentioned is Xunguang Technology.

It is a subsidiary that the Ouyang family has spent more than ten years working on and developed using the most cutting-edge technology. It has been losing money in the past few years, but now it has just started to make profits online, making a lot of money quietly.

The current valuation is in the hundreds of millions!

Fu Zhi is good, he wants the best one as soon as he opens his mouth! One more billion!

Ouyang Feng refused, "You are dreaming!"

"Farewell."

Fu Zhi turned around and continued walking.

"Wait! Wait! Like this, like this... the company can't give it to you even if it's one billion, it's definitely not going to be one billion." Ouyang Feng felt like someone was digging out his flesh and blood, and he wanted to kneel down to this little ancestor, " The Ouyang family is not mine alone, but Xun Guang is mine and I can give it to you. Any other request will damage the meaning of other elders and be rejected."

Because he was poor, he observed Fu Zhi's expression humbly, fearing that people would run away, "Do you think it's okay?"

"Deal!" Fu Zhi, who had vowed to leave, suddenly sat back on his chair, "Go and complete the procedures for me in the afternoon and we will sign the contract."

Ouyang Feng: "..."

He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt that what Fu Zhi wanted from the beginning was only this subsidiary company, not all these things, so he went along with him openly.

But whatever, regardless of whether Fu Zhicheng admits it or not, he is Fu Zhi's master.

As the old saying goes, a master is a father.

Just think of it as giving the inheritance to his unrelated daughter in advance.

"To sign up for this, you have to sign up at the base I took you to last time. Are you sure you don't want me to accompany you this afternoon?"

Ouyang Feng followed Fu Zhi out of the coffee shop.

"You'd better give me the company first. If you just write an IOU, I won't feel safe."

Ouyang Feng: "..."

How can he still be so shameless?

Fu Zhi didn't care, refused indifferently, turned around and went to the base.

Ouyang Feng drove calmly. Halfway through the drive, he suddenly remembered that he had just forgotten to explain to Fu Zhi.

There are two entrances to this registration, one is a firearms designer, and the other is a human training registration that is completely similar to a bodyguard or professional errand boy!

The former received education at the Ouyang family's base and just used their brains to paint and draw, while the latter had to get up early and work hard every day to train and fight with people with real swords and guns! Later, you may go to the base to control those rioting mechanical beasts! It is life-threatening!

Ouyang Feng just wanted Fu Zhi to go to the firearms design side to restrain Ouyang Ya and the elders behind her, and prevent them from electing Ouyang Ya to inherit the Ouyang family and divide the Ouyang family's heritage.

Ouyang Feng quickly called Fu Zhi, but Fu Zhi's phone showed that her line was busy.

I tried several times but it didn't work.

Ouyang Feng was fed up and simply stopped fighting.

There are registrars at both registration offices, and right under the nose is the mouth. If Fu Zhi went there and asked, wouldn’t he know what to sign up for?

Ouyang Feng thought very well.

Fu Zhi also asked very well. When we first entered the base, the first entrance was the registration office.

The sun is scorching and the snow is melting.

This is the last day for registration, and there is no one at the registration desk.

Only two registrars remained.

Fu Zhi noticed that the sign closest to her said, "One-on-one tutoring by substitute teachers, offline Q\u0026A, millions of question banks, you can roam around, limited time flash sale price, 9999 per class, help you become a Chinese nation" The best firearms designer!”

It doesn't matter whether he has a gun or not. The main thing is that Fu Zhihua was shocked: "...Does this cost money?"

"Why is this free?" The registrar was also shocked, "You are a little girl, you are so young that you don't want to have free food, do you?"

Fu Zhi: "..."

Fu Zhi: "Is this a discount?"

"It's the beginning of the school year, little girl. There are a lot of people lining up behind you to go to class. 9999 have been broken and there are sixty classes. How about you give me half a million?"

Fu Zhi: "???"

She thought she might as well drop out of school on the spot.

Fu Zhi didn't want to stay any longer, so she turned around and was about to leave, but the registrar on the other side waved to her, "Hey, girl, it's free here! Food, drink, and sleep are also included! Do you want to pay for it?"

Fu Zhi's eyes lit up and he said, "Report!" Then he paused and said suspiciously, "Are you doing this for free one-on-one?"

"No, I'm a hodgepodge. A group of people take classes together, which tests their hands-on ability." This is what the registrar said. He hasn't seen a girl in the training camp for more than half a year. No matter what, he has to be recruited! I dug it, everyone will be more motivated to train when they see the girl!

The registrar next to her glanced in the direction of Fu Zhi, compared Fu Zhi's height and altitude, and curled her lips, feeling that she was about to be tricked. Just as she was about to speak, the registrar at the training camp glared at her. One glance.

He closed his mouth due to the opponent's fist.

Fu Zhi didn't ask any further questions. She just regarded it as the difference between one-to-one and many-to-one, and happily handed over a personal information form.

Then I stood in front of the red curtain and took a photo.

The registrar reminded her with a smile, "Okay, I'll hand in the materials, and you can just send a text message and wait for the news."

Fu Zhi nodded, turned and left.

Not long after she left, the registrar who was in charge of firearms design changed his expression, "Aren't you just messing around?" he asked the registrar at the training camp, "If you throw a girl in, she can follow those guys. Training?”

"What do you know?" The registrar here waved his hand, "Don't worry, nothing will happen. She might be able to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm if she goes."

"It's not a matter of enthusiasm, I mean, I heard that there was a dispute between the elders and Young Master Ouyang. This training... is obviously training, but it is actually an action to eliminate dissidents!" The registrar's voice became louder and louder. He came lower and lower, "She is a woman. Who do you want her to team up with? Whose team will she be on? Who will she be on? The other team will have to fight her with real swords and guns. Then her arms and legs will be destroyed." …”

"No, it's not that serious." The registrar here was frightened.

"Why not? You must have a bad mind. If anything happens to this person, you will have a bad conscience for the rest of your life."

"What does it have to do with me? It's not like I begged her to sign up, it's just her taking advantage of it!"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Seeing that the registrar on the other side was blushing and having a thick neck due to his irritation, the man was afraid of being beaten, so he stopped talking and reminded: "I see that there is a huge disparity in strength among the participating teams this time. Young Master Ouyang's people are all more outstanding in firearms design. Why don't you remind her to join the team of elders... There is still a chance of finding a man as a backer."

——

Fu Zhi has no idea what others said.

Fu Zhi returned to the Lu family after registering.

Ouyang Feng asked her how her registration went. Fu Zhi felt reassured and made an OK gesture, "Don't worry while I do the work."

Then he reminded Ouyang Feng, "You can take care of my business and move the company quickly."

Ouyang Feng, who really thought Fu Zhi had done the job, was very happy: "Okay, okay, I'll transfer the company right now!"

——

On the other side, the Lu family.

Lu Yumo feels a little strange at home recently.

Ever since he was allowed to play in the professional league, for some reason, he didn't see much of Xu Wei, Lu Jingqing, or Lu Yushen every day.

Except for three meals a day, after they finished eating, they would look at each other tacitly and turn around to leave.

Lu Yumo felt a little uncomfortable and stopped outside his parents' bedroom.