The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 462 - 422 Not enough from Lorentz Family, bring in another Venus Group [7 updates]

Chapter 462: 422 Not enough from Lorentz Family, bring in another Venus Group [7 updates]

But apart from the trees, she saw nothing.

Zhong Manhua suppressed her impatience and called out again, "Xiao Xuan?"

"Ah?" Ying Yuexuan jolted awake, pursed her lips, "Sorry, Mom, I just got lost in thought for a moment."

"We’re about to enter the examination hall." Zhong Manhua’s voice became somewhat distant, "Don’t think about unnecessary things, only by doing well can you have a future."

Ying Yuexuan forced herself to look away, but her hand was trembling, and sweat had seeped into her palm.

She thought she had just seen Ying Zijin.

But how could that be?

It couldn’t be.

She must have seen wrong.

Ying Zijin was still lying in a hospital in O continent, relying on a ventilator and glucose to sustain her life, how could she possibly come to take the college entrance exam?

It was even possible that she had died.

The title of valedictorian for the national college entrance exam would be hers alone.

It couldn’t belong to anyone else.

She wouldn’t allow it.

The bell rang at that moment.

Ying Yuexuan pinched the center of her palm, calming herself down, "Mom, I’m going in."

"Go ahead." Zhong Manhua nodded, "Mom is cheering for you."

**

Elsewhere.

At the corner of a street, also a spot not captured by cameras.

Fu Yunshen took out the prepared pencil case and the admission ticket, handing them to Ying Zijin, "Try not to let too many people see you."

Ying Zijin nodded, "I understand."

Her counter-surveillance skills were strong.

Otherwise, she would not have escaped so many assassinations several centuries ago in O continent.

"Boss, good luck!" Nie Chao cheered from the side, excited, "When you come to the capital, I’ll have the company make a lot of melodramatic series for you to watch."

He was not supposed to come, as the heavy burden of the Nie Family had already fallen on his shoulders.

It was only after Old Master Nie learned that he was coming to send Ying Zijin to her college entrance exam that he specially approved his leave.

Nie Chao was sad but had to admit a fact.

Compared to him, Ying Zijin was more like Old Master Nie’s granddaughter.

Ying Zijin glancd at him, "Then I’ll be waiting."

Only after all the students had gone in did Ying Zijin leave.

Fu Yunshen stood with his hands in his pockets, watching her depart, his eyes tender. freeweɓnovel.cѳm

"The Seventh Young Master." Nie Chao patted his shoulder, enviously, "It must feel quite novel to send your girlfriend to her college entrance exam, right?"

"Yeah." Fu Yunshen looked nonchalant, "There’s a sense of pride like ’my child is growing up’."

Nie Chao: "..."

Confirmed: a dad-type boyfriend.

Nie Chao fidgeted, rubbing his hands together, his eyes shining, "The Seventh Young Master, do you think my future girlfriend is still in junior high? Maybe in the future, I could experience this feeling too."

Fu Yunshen glanced at him, suddenly smiled, and spoke in a casual tone, "Already recorded, sending it to your elder brother and your grandfather now."

Nie Chao: "???"

**

Inside the examination hall.

When Ying Zijin entered, all other students had already taken their seats.

A few glanced at her, but quickly looked away, clearly not recognizing her.

Except for the students from the Elite Class who were assigned to specific examination rooms, the placement of other students from Verdant in the exam rooms was done by region.

She happened to be assigned here, with no other students from Verdant in the same room.

Ying Zijin tightened her mask and sat down to arrange her stationery.

First was the sign-in, with the invigilating teacher starting from the first desk.

When it was Ying Zijin’s turn, because there had to be a confirmation to prevent impersonation, she needed to take off her mask.

Ying Zijin pulled down her mask.

Her face was very distinctive, too stunning.

The teacher recognized her instantly, shocked and changed color, "You are Ying..."

Ying Zijin shook her head at her, gently pressing a finger to her lips, signaling her not to alert others.

The teacher swallowed the words in time, nodding nervously.

After letting her sign her name, she moved on to the next desk in a daze.

Ying Zijin put her mask back on and bowed her head.

The warning bell sounded, and the two invigilators started to distribute the test papers.

After Ying Zijin filled in her personal information, she glanced at the essay question.

She rubbed her wrists, sighing softly.

She had better just write it.

Anyway, this is just this one time.

Hopefully she’ll never encounter such a crime against humanity as a language composition again.

**

On June 8th, at 5:30 in the afternoon, the high school exam officially ended.

Among the students who were running out, Ying Zijin was very conspicuous.

She walked slowly, even leisurely.

Fu Yunshen was waiting for her outside.

His looks were equally outstanding, so he was also wearing a mask.

Even so, his perfect physique still caused many people to turn their heads repeatedly.

"How did it go?" Fu Yunshen hugged her, his fingers tightening around her waist, "The questions weren’t difficult, right?"

Ying Zijin nodded slightly: "Child’s play."

Fu Yunshen ruffled her hair gently, "Let’s go home for dinner, Grandpa and your uncle are there."

"I don’t want to walk."

"I’ll carry you."

Ying Zijin didn’t refuse and just lay on his back.

Fu Yunshen’s fingers gripped her calves tightly, his eyelashes lowered, he smiled.

Thank goodness, his girlfriend only acted spoiled with him.

She was still quite fierce to others.

Ying Zijin had wanted to sleep for a bit, but then her phone rang.

She glanced at it and answered.

The call was from Professor Herwen.

In the days following the explosion, Herwen had also spent several nights unable to sleep, staying in the hospital the entire time.

It was only after Ying Zijin was completely out of danger that he hurried back to the lab.

"Ying, the lab has decided to hold a Cosmic Carrier project presentation tomorrow," Herwen asked, "Do you have time to come?"

Miss Ying thought for a moment but then declined: "No, Professor, I’m not fit to go out now, it might cause you trouble."

The other patients who had suffered from the poison fog, although Norton University had already delivered the antidote, were still not awake.

If too many people find out she woke up early, it wouldn’t be good.

"Okay, then you rest well and take care of your health," Herwen sighed, "This is a long-term project, you can come whenever you want."

**

O Continent.

The Pazzi Family also received news of the project presentation.

"Patriarch, it’s a good thing you were wise enough to divest early, otherwise we would have been dragged down too," the manager said with a smile. "Herwen actually dares to make his project public, I wonder how much ridicule he will receive."

The head of the Pazzi Family was over fifty but still retained his old charm, the handsomeness of his youth still discernible in his eyes and brows.

He was strong and fit, not losing to younger men.

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes slightly: "We should attend this presentation."

The manager was surprised: "Patriarch?"

"Just in case Herwen really did find some investors," the middle-aged man said flatly, "We’ll be there to deter those reckless investors."

"And have them withdraw their funding on the spot."

They had already reached an agreement to collaborate with the Taylor Family, investing in Manuel’s lab instead.

The scientific community knew very well that Manuel and Herwen didn’t get along.

Manuel had managed to develop the L-type spray for treating wounds, while Herwen hadn’t had any significant achievements in the past two years.

It was obvious whose development was better.

"Then, we’ll also follow Herwen’s wishes," the middle-aged man continued, "Spread the news of the project presentation, and his supporters will decrease."

Herwen was acclaimed as the greatest physicist after Simon Brand.

Since they had decided to side with Manuel, naturally they had to help suppress Herwen as well.

First, they needed to undermine Herwen’s credibility and reputation.

The manager understood: "Yes, Patriarch."

He hurried off to take care of it.

Soon, with the push from the Pazzi Family, social media across the O Continent was also buzzing with mentions related to the Cosmic Carrier.

Few in Hua Country knew of Herwen, but virtually everyone in O Continent knew.

Suddenly, the internet exploded.

[Professor Herwen is amazing! A Cosmic Carrier!!!]

[My God, I’ve only seen such aircraft in movies, only Professor Herwen would dare to propose it.]

But more were the voices of opposition and mockery.

[I admit, Herwen is impressive, but this is simply too arrogant—Cosmic Carrier? Haha, daydreaming.]

[Don’t you get it? Why did the Pazzi Family divest? It’s obviously because this project is too grandiose and empty. Tsk, I recommend everyone watch some space movies, they have as many Cosmic Carriers as you want.]

[I’m actually curious to see which investor would be so foolish to invest in this project. Instead of wasting money on such illusory projects, why not do some charity work and realize how many refugees are suffering in this world?]

[Oh, right, with the Pazzi Family stepping out, no investor would be blind enough to continue investing. But there are two investors who wouldn’t fear the Pazzi Family, the Lorentz Family or the Venus Group. But can you invite them? [Smile][Smile]]