"It seems like..."
"Ah Qing, when you took the college entrance exam, your target school was the Crop Science major at Jinling University, but later you entered Xinxing Agricultural Science College based on Yu Zhengxi's suggestion?"
Upon seeing Ah Qing's knuckle duster, and confirming it was made of Spiritual Particle Metal, Ansheng suddenly remembered a couple of days ago.
Old Deng's siblings came back, and everyone sat at the dining table, drinking and bragging.
Ah Qing was brought out as a model, placed on the dining table for praise.
Ah Qing got into Xinxing Agricultural Science College, earned the dean's favor, and already secured a spot for postgraduate studies, with a starting salary of 20,000 after graduation under the dean's tutelage.
If Ah Qing continues to delve into agriculture and becomes an associate researcher, the annual salary starts at sixty thousand, and as they climb to the researcher level with achievements, earning a million annually would be easy.
These were told by the dean over the phone to Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei, stating that Ah Qing could start working right after graduation.
When talking about Ah Qing, the existence of Ah Qing's second uncle cannot be ignored.
Ah Qing's dream university was Jinling University, but under his uncle's strong recommendation and persuasion, Yu Zhenghong and Chen Peipei agreed for Ah Qing to attend Xinxing Agricultural Science College.
It was with Yu Zhengxi's recommendation and Ah Qing's own talent that they could secure postgraduate assurances and recruitment.
At the dining table, Yu Zhengwen and Yu Jingwen eagerly sought advice from their second brother about which schools the "three little ones" should attend in the future.
With extensive knowledge and experience, Yu Zhengxi analyzed for them, suggesting that in about ten years, if they could enter the College of Agriculture, they should, and if not, they should turn to the college of mechanical engineering and materials science.
At the time, Ansheng just listened for fun, not paying much attention to what Yu Zhengxi said.
But when the Spiritual Particle Metal knuckle duster appeared.
Ansheng absolutely has reason to believe, Yu Zhengxi himself engaged in Spiritual Particle scientific research and should be in a leading position within the academic research world.
Isn't the [Furries Gathering Place] group full of people in the upper and lower links of the Spiritual Particle R&D industry chain?
It's just.
Their responsibility fields are peripheral, with core research and technology at the State Institute of Xinxing Science.
Although Brother Fuli doesn't talk much, he likes to lurk on WeChat, with some understanding of the Spiritual Particle industry chain in Xia Country.
Yu Zhengxi wasn't analyzing the prospects of applying to schools.
He was clearly looking at a script, directing his juniors to occupy positions in future sure-to-rise industries.
Xinxing Agricultural Science College lacks people to the extent that even Xia Country academicians personally recruit graduates.
"Ah Qing! Your second uncle is quite deceitful!"
"But his stuff should be pretty useful," Ansheng cast a glance at the knuckle duster in Ah Qing's hand.
Ah Qing's second uncle mentioned being an employee at a state-owned smelting plant, if he wasn't lying, then....
The Spiritual Particle Metal used to make the knuckle duster is supplied to the Tianditongshou brand research institute!
Ansheng couldn't get enough of the Gravity Hammer produced by Tianditongshou.
"No way, this is a gift from my uncle." Seeing the little fox's eyes sparkling, Ah Qing immediately shook their head, saying: "Although it's not much use to me, it's a gift."
"I'll keep it well in my drawer. Xiaolan, if you like it, I'll buy you the same one..."
"Helping oneself is not as quick as helping others, Ah Qing, just lend it to me for a few days～"
The little fox rubbed against Ah Qing like a cat, but Ah Qing was simply cold-hearted and showed a face of indifference, refusing firmly.
"Miser...." The little fox lay on the ground, put their hands in a hug, and let out a series of dissatisfied grumbles.
"Ah Qing, what's going on with the old man?" Old Deng saw Brother Fuli rolling on the ground, hurriedly ran over, and cleaned the dust off the old man.
"Don't bully him, or I'll have to stew you with bamboo sticks, you pig," Ah Qing replied with a guilty face, picking up the little fox, running to the yard, and quickly escaped on an electric scooter.
...
Ah Qing arrived at the second floor of Overseas Chinese City in the city, and sent the milk tea shop sign and location to Qiu Lingling.
Watching the floral parade doesn't necessarily need to be by the roadside; you can see it from the milk tea shop as well.
"Oh, oh, oh, I'm just around the corner....." Qiu Lingling sent a voice message, with a series of sneezes accompanying the speaking, someone kept sneezing.
Half an hour later.
Qiu Lingling appeared carrying a fluffy white Tu Song wearing an Elizabeth collar.
"A Bai, this is....." Seeing A Bai's soft and weak appearance, Ah Qing was stunned and asked Qiu Lingling.
"Don't mention it, I just came back from Sister Zhiyu's pet hospital. This stupid dog caught a cold, costing me three thousand..."
Qiu Lingling sat on a single sofa, turned her head to look at the sickly colorful A Bai, her face full of speechlessness:
"If I hadn't seen the medical bill myself, I wouldn't even believe that this dumb dog actually sneaked to drink, ending up with a three-thousand-yuan illness."
The medical bill was over six thousand, Chen Zhiyu was prepared to write it off since it was for A Bai's treatment.
However, Qiu Lingling worried that Sister Zhiyu might wave off the charges for her, so she sneaked to the front desk in advance to get A Bai's medical bill printed out.
After reading the blood test report, Qiu Lingling was dumbfounded.
Who knows which irresponsible idiot secretly fed alcohol to A Bai.
Dogs can't drink alcohol; too much can cause immediate death.
After all the commotion, even at cost price, it took three thousand to leave the hospital.
"By the way, why are you alone? I thought you'd bring friends!" Qiu Lingling enthusiastically reached out to caress the little fox's cheek.
"Uh... none of them responded to me." Ah Qing told Qiu Lingling helplessly: "Either they're with boyfriends, or they're stuck at home babysitting afraid to take the baby out in the sun...."
Among Ah Qing's friends, she seems to be the only odd one out.
They either spend time with their boyfriends or quickly drop out to have children and only then think about academics.
While Ah Qing is either playing with dogs or looking at withering plants in the fields with a face of grievance, asking them where she fell short in service, yesterday they were full of vigor and suddenly died on her today.
"Woof, woof... Ah Qiu～"
A Bai, sniffling, walked to the corner of the milk tea shop with Brother Fuli, and spoke to Brother Fuli.
Those champagnes yesterday were too cold...
I downed twenty or thirty bottles and caught a cold, Brother Fuli you should take care of yourself too!
The temperature difference between day and night is huge now, don't drink cold stuff in one go.
"Are you sure it was because the drink was too cold, and not because you downed twenty or thirty bottles at once?"
Ansheng looked at A Bai with a face full of black lines.
Wow, even with small bottles of champagne, there are at least five to seven hundred milliliters each, not to mention those large bottles....
Drinking twenty or thirty bottles in a night, even for a Spirit Beast, that's surely too much alcohol to handle?
"Awoo!"
A Bai's eyes slanted, nose twisted, but answered Brother Fuli with a face full of certainty.
Nothing to do with alcohol, it was just too icy.