NOVEL NEXT Chapter 311 - 311: 119 must be because my physics is not good enough. _3
Chapter 311: 119 must be because my physics is not good enough. _3
As soon as Bai Lian arrived, Jin Kai and Ming Dongheng stopped being busy, and Ming Dongheng walked over to Bai Lian’s side, calling out, “Miss Bai.”
“More than half of the weapon customizations are still not finished,” Jin Kai reported to her, wiping sweat with a towel as he saw Bai Lian staring at the weapon rack, “they should be ready by next week….”
After the report, Jin Kai then took Pu Xiaohan for an internal photo shoot.
Bai Lian turned around, her gaze shifting slowly and calmly towards Ming Dongheng, her eyes narrowing slightly.
She was always laid-back and casual, but now her look contained a sharp edge that made Ming Dongheng lower his head nervously, not daring to meet her gaze.
Bai Lian walked to the wooden pile on the right, lifting her chin towards Ming Dongheng, “Try walking on the Plum Blossom Piles, and remember to keep your qi raised.”
There were seven rows of wooden piles.
Each wooden pile was over one meter tall.
Ming Dongheng walked to the shorter wooden pile in the top right corner, luckily tall enough to step on it smoothly. He had practiced martial arts since childhood, so his stance was stable. He squatted slightly and stepped onto the second wooden pile, then the third.
The first two were stable, but on the fourth, he started to wobble.
Unsurprisingly, he fell off the seventh wooden pile.
Looking somewhat sheepish, he said to Bai Lian, “Miss Bai, this is too difficult.”
“Take this.” Bai Lian casually tossed her backpack to Ming Dongheng, then took off her school blazer.
Ming Dongheng caught Bai Lian’s backpack steadily with both hands, then looked up to see for the first time that Bai Lian was wearing a white training uniform underneath.
“To practice punches, one must practice the basics first. Raising qi is about unleashing your internal strength completely,” Bai Lian said as she hung her blazer on the last wooden pile and turned her head to look at Ming Dongheng, “Just like this—”
Her right leg kicked up into the air, the tip of her foot lightly touching the ground, her left foot using the force of the pile to make her body light as a leaf being gently blown by the wind. With her arms slightly extended, her right foot smoothly landed on the second wooden pile.
Bai Lian looked back, her white garment fluttering gently in the wind, her eyelashes casting a shadow under her lids. With a calm expression and a gentle voice, she said: “Keep your center of gravity low to the ground, it’s the legs you’re training…”
Her left foot lightly touched down on the third wooden pile….
As if walking on level ground.
While speaking, she calmly walked over all the piles, finally tapping the last pile with her foot and lightly stepping down.
She walked over to Ming Dongheng, raising an eyebrow, “You don’t have to walk the whole set, just try five steps.”
Ming Dongheng didn’t respond.
Bai Lian slowly pulled the backpack from his hands, then reached out to close the gaping mouth of Jiang He, “Xiaoming, are you there?”
“Huh?” Ming Dongheng finally snapped back to reality.
When Chen Jingyu arrived, he saw this exact scene: Ming Dongheng standing on the corner wooden pile, staggering like a drunkard.
“Miss Bai,” Chen Jingyu’s mouth twitched slightly before he approached Bai Lian with some information, “Here’s some material we’ve found.”
Bai Lian took the material he provided.
It was about Zhou Jian.
“He has had five contacts with the trafficker, the first one seventeen years ago, the most recent one yesterday,” Chen Jingyu explained as he handed over the material, “With such a span of time, our people are still interrogating him.”
Chen Jingyu had done a good job keeping this investigation secret, monitoring all of Zhou Jian’s social media accounts until finally locating the trading place and records yesterday.
“Nearly twenty years of industry chain,” this fact was unexpected to Chen Jingyu, “involving many people, and now nearly half of the middle management in Xiangcheng has been taken down, all under investigation.”
At the lightest, they would lose their position, but the heaviest penalty was over three years in prison.
Chen Jingyu’s third major action in Xiangcheng burned too fiercely, raising his performance and merits through the roof, making many people in Jiangjing wary of his methods.
Ren Qian was found to be clean, but now he too was trembling with fear, not daring to make a single move.
After all—
Zhou Jian used to be his Chief Secretary.
Bai Lian finished reviewing the material before handing it back to Chen Jingyu.
Chen Jingyu took the material back, and then looked at Ming Dongheng, who was still practicing on the Plum Blossom Piles, raised his voice and said, “Mr. Ming, in that case, I’ll take Miss Bai home! Take your time practicing!”
Ming Dongheng looked down, “…”
Infuriating!
Chen Jingyu took the car keys and walked out.
Jiang He also wanted to accompany Bai Lian.
Bai Lian picked Jiang He up again in the yard, pinching his cheeks, “Was it you who peeked at my phone?”
Jiang He blinked, “….?”
Bai Lian stood up, and spoke to him methodically, “Just wait here for your brother.”
She dusted off her sleeves and left with style.
Just yesterday Jiang He had proudly served Jiang Fulai tea, “….”
**
On the way back to Purest Street.
Chen Jingyu got a phone call.
It was from a side branch of the Chen Family in Jiangjing, the manager Yan in charge of this procurement, “Master Chen, why haven’t you arrived yet? Chen Jingyu got here early, don’t let him snatch this credit.”
It was a networking event initiated by the suppliers of Solid Element Paste today.
“Has it started?” Chen Jingyu was surprised, he had timed his visit with Bai Lian to report on Xu En’s case.
A job meant for one, split between three.
“Not yet, but it’s about to.” Manager Yan replied respectfully.
Bai Lian sat in the back seat, working on practice questions and listening to the conversation at the same time, remembering what Xiaonming had mentioned: “Let’s go to Backter Street, there’s no need to waste time taking me home.”