Lord! Give up, my wife is a black and white vest

Chapter 184 Lin Zhuxi and Enrong appeared at Beijing University; Wen Li: "Difficult?"; Enr

The principal learned from his grandson about the important person that Wen Li and Tang Tan had just mentioned, and then his face turned unhappy.

But the grandson exclaimed in admiration at the screen: "It's so amazing?" He pushed the mouse with his finger.

The principal frowned slightly: "Do you believe it?"

Song Baiyan turned the screen towards him and said, "Let me see, let me see—this is her work? It's really beautiful."

Song Zhixian smiled and nodded: "I believe it. Although it is unbelievable, it makes much more sense if it is her."

"I'm willing to believe her."

"I believe in Miss Wen, too. She's definitely not someone who talks nonsense. She's very capable." Song Baiyan said as he looked at his computer, "-LUCY-, this company is incredible."

The principal's useless look made it seem like the two of them had been bewitched and had lost their most basic judgment.

"Is this designer the industry's equivalent of Erdős in mathematics or Einstein in physics?"

Even though he was a layman, he had a rough idea of how powerful this guy named Grey was in the industry after listening to his grandson's explanation.

"Almost." Song Zhixian smiled.

He stared at the computer screen, the smile on his face never fading.

Hearing Song Zhixian's lucid response and then looking at his bewildered face, the principal was furious. Was this still his grandson, the logical genius whose intelligence surpassed even those self-righteous old men? Where was he even remotely intelligent?

"It's not that I'm short-sighted. I believe you when you say she's better at math than you, but this...how old was she five years ago? Twelve or thirteen?"

"Having a personality is a good thing. Those previous fights were fine, but if you lie, that's a character issue."

He looked at Wen Li and knew he was not joking.

Song Zhixian: "She won't."

"You've seen the world, so why are you still so petty? It wasn't classmate Wen who pushed you into the swill bucket." Song Baiyan said, "And you still say you're not short-sighted."

Principal: “I…”

Wen Li really had to take some responsibility for the slop he was covered in.

"So mysterious and low-key, without any personal information at all, it really seems to me like Wen." Song Baiyan looked at the computer screen: "No one has revealed whether it's a boy or a girl, so why can't it be Wen? If you don't believe me, I'll ask her for you."

The principal opened his mouth and was about to say something.

The phone on the table rang. It was an unfamiliar number.

He picked up the phone: "Hello, I'm Peng Shixian."

A pleasant but cold voice came from the phone: "Hello, Principal Peng, I am Lin Zhuxi, Chairman of the LUCY Group."

The principal was stunned.

The two people gathered around the computer looked at the principal who suddenly froze.

Curiously asked: "What's wrong?"

The principal came to his senses belatedly and heard the woman on the phone, claiming to be the chairman of LUCY, ask him, "Are you listening?"

"……Please say."

"I've been invited by Wen Li, a student at your school, to have my company's designer, Crace, give a lecture at Peking University." Lin Zhuxi repeated, "I wonder if that's convenient?"

"convenient……"

Even if Song Zhixian hadn't given him any basic information just now, he had already learned from Tang Tan how amazing this designer named Crace was.

Perhaps, even if Peking University spends money, it may not be able to hire him.

"Can I ask you something? Wen Li is..."

"She's our company's chief designer, Grey."

The principal was stunned and remained silent for a moment.

I heard Lin Zhuxi say, "We'll be at the main gate soon. Could Principal Peng send someone to pick us up?"

The principal calmed himself down and said, "It's convenient."

Song Zhixian: "Who's calling? Is it related to Wen Li?"

After hanging up the phone, facing the two people's questions, the principal coughed awkwardly and stood up: "I have something to do."

The two were very puzzled by the sudden change in attitude of the principal who wanted to leave. They looked at each other and wondered what was wrong with him.

At this moment, the principal walked to the door and turned to them and said, "If you two have nothing to do, come with me to pick up the next person."

"Who's so arrogant? Can't you handle it by yourself? I haven't finished looking at it yet. I'll go find classmate Wen later." Song Baiyan didn't want to go.

Unexpectedly, the principal said: "...I am short-sighted, I am afraid of recognizing the wrong person, you guys go with me." His voice gradually became smaller.

Song Baiyan: “???”

Song Zhixian: “???”

"What? Wen Li asked Enrong to give us a lecture? Or did he make the call in front of Tang Tan? Who did he call? Enrong?"

"Is she okay?"

"I don't know if I was sick before, but I definitely am now!"

"She's definitely sick. If she's not sick, how can she say she's Grey? If she's Grey, then I'm Grace. I didn't answer her call just now~"

"Is she okay? Why are you bringing up the goddess of grace?"

"I used to like her, but now... sorry, I'll kill anyone who touches me."

"She killed two of my idols at once, she's pretty good!!"

"I like her brother, can you please not do this..."

"No, she's just bragging. Why don't you at least get to know the character of the Goddess of Grace first?"

"I'm impressed. Even with a dead person lying in front of him, Grace didn't show any expression. I'm such a homebody and such an introvert. How can I give a lecture?"

"With her status as the daughter of the Wen Group? Even her father couldn't do anything. How could I, Grace, not even need her for anything?"

"Wen Group? Even Lu Group is useless."

"That's right, it's not about money at all."

"I don't know how she's going to end this time."

The group of students studying jewelry design at the Design Institute were furious.

At this time, we were at the school gate.

In a black Bentley,

"Teaching?" Enrong looked at Lin Zhuxi with his aquamarine eyes.

"Don't worry, I'm not telling Grey, I'm telling Grey's classmates." Lin Zhuxi felt a little guilty and didn't look at En'rong.

She thought to herself: It’s not that I didn’t tell you in advance, it’s that you didn’t ask, so you can’t blame me.

grace:"……"

Is Grey the key point in her words?

The key point is teaching, okay?

“I can’t,” Grace said.

"Just talk about it casually. Actually, just showing up is enough. We're mainly here to support Grey."

Grace fell silent upon hearing this.

Looking at Grace who was in a tangle.

Lin Zhuxi also knew that this was putting her in a difficult position.

"Why don't you just treat those students in the audience as the little lizards, spiders, snakes, and scorpions you keep at home?"

"Among those students, half are your fans and half are Grey's fans. Actually, we all know each other."

The innocent Grace was stunned by Lin Zhuxi's tricks.

But she still didn't want to contact outsiders, especially with so many people around. When she was struggling with this, she saw a figure walking towards her slowly.

The words that came to his lips were swallowed back.

Lin Zhuxi noticed En'ren's gaze and followed it to see Wen Li.

The two men got out of the car.

Wen Li asked: "School of Design or School of Economics?"

Lin Zhuxi tossed her long hair, hugged her shoulders, and said arrogantly, "Then let me, your elder sister, teach them a lesson."

After hearing this, Wen Li looked at Enrong and asked, "Are you in trouble?"

With a slight smile.

Grace says, “I can.”

Lin Zhuxi was stunned and immediately looked at Enrong: "???"

Grace wore that bored face.

Return to your usual expression.

There was no trace of reluctance from before.

Lin Zhuxi looked at the stranger and said, "Sister, you weren't like this just now."

She felt treated differently.