Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots-Chapter 444: Middlemen earn a profit on the price difference!_3

Shen Zhiqiao suddenly called out to Manager Liu, lost in thought, "Oh, by the way, Manager Liu, there’s something I’d like to discuss with you."

Manager Liu: "Sure, what’s up?" freewebnσvel.cøm

Shen Zhiqiao: "Could we not buy the remaining nine bottles all at once? After all, the old lady can’t finish them all at once."

"Oh?" Manager Liu blinked, "Then how do you suggest I buy them?"

Shen Zhiqiao: "It would be best... to buy one bottle a month..."

One bottle a month in sales, just like that, ten months’ performance issues were solved...

**

After a satisfying meal, Xia Ye returned to her dormitory with takeout black truffle fried chicken for her two treasures.

As soon as she opened the door, she bumped into Yang Qiange, who was on her way out with her luggage.

Yang Qiange glared at her furiously, but didn’t dare to stay, and left quickly with her ponytail swishing behind her.

She definitely couldn’t give Xia Ye any chance to ridicule her.

But in reality, Xia Ye had no intention of wasting time on her; she was just being too sensitive.

Lu Beibei had never tasted such uniquely aromatic fried chicken and, in no time, her little mouth was shiny with grease.

Qi Ran ate with much better manners, but he also couldn’t stop praising the taste of the fried chicken.

Both of them had an especially good appetite tonight, probably because Yang Qiange had finally moved out.

Lu Beibei: "Idol, did Professor Jiang tell you? He’s the one who transferred Qiange to another dorm."

"He moved Yang Qiange?" Xia Ye paused, tearing off a chicken wing, "He didn’t tell me."

The sudden transfer of Yang Qiange...

Xia Ye remembered the day Jiang Xuan gave her the entry ticket to the Medical Pioneers Symposium; he mentioned he had some business to attend to at the Virtue Building.

Could it be that he was referring to arranging the dorm transfer for Yang Qiange?

Jiang Xuan had no personal grudge against Yang Qiange; if he did this, could it be for her...

Qi Ran also chimed in, "Yeye, have you noticed that ever since the Beijing University dining hall has been upgraded, there’s always a lot of dishes that you particularly love? Now that I know your relationship with Professor Jiang, I’m thinking, could it be that Professor Jiang sponsors our school’s dining hall... also for your sake?"

Lu Beibei had an epiphany, "Yeah, idol, I think Ranran’s guess is super reliable! Otherwise, how could it be such a coincidence that there are always dishes you love in the dining hall every day?"

Lu Beibei didn’t envy much else, but she was truly jealous of the act of sponsoring the school dining hall just to improve the meals for one’s girlfriend!

Xia Ye was silent for a moment: "It’s probably because those dishes are just delicious, so the dining hall would make them."

"Idol!" Lu Beibei became anxious, "You go ask around, which school canteen has ever had dishes like ’Shaoxing Drunken Chicken’, ’Wenchang Chicken’, ’Abalone and Conch Chicken’, ’French Escargot Chicken’? If Professor Jiang didn’t know you love them, I bet they would never appear in the dining hall!"

Xia Ye: ...

Speaking of these dishes, the First Middle School canteen also has them...

And the First Middle School canteen was also sponsored by Jiang Xuan.

Xia Ye had always thought that Jiang Xuan took care of her out of the old sentiment between fellow Ear Mountain folks.

And when she absorbed his Spiritual Energy, both being adults of several thousand years, neither was at a loss...

But thinking about it now, that old guy seemed to care about her... a bit too much...

Lu Beibei, cocking her head, watched Xia Ye lost in thought: "Idol, why are the tips of your ears red?"

Xia Ye’s usually calm expression faltered, and she stuffed the chicken wing into Lu Beibei’s mouth: "One should not speak while eating, nor talk in bed."

That saying, it seems, was also what the Heavenly Dao Chief always told her.

Xia Ye raised her hand to her temple, forcibly clearing the chaos in her mind.

That old guy was right, she had to find the reason behind the loss of her Spiritual Energy, regain her Spiritual Energy, regain her original body...

**

A week went by like a fleeting horse, and the quinquennial Capital City Medical Pioneers Symposium grandly opened.

Basking in Xia Ye’s glory, all the prospective students of the Academy of Sciences received tickets, granting them the chance to attend this prestigious event.

This symposium allowed them to meet many authoritative figures in the field of life sciences.

At 9:20 in the morning, with forty minutes to go before the symposium started, a long line had already formed at the entrance.

Everyone queued orderly, entering the venue upon presenting their tickets.

At the entrance stood a giant standee, introducing the list of authorities attending today.

Above were photographs, below were corresponding names.

Among the pictures of people with greying hair was a young man.

The man had refined and handsome features but wore no expression; his eyes were slightly stern.

His name was listed below: Luo Yi San.