Mr. Lu's delicate bag

Chapter 196 Strange Phone Call

Liao Qingqing was about to say something, but Shen Jiaojiao glanced at her and stuffed the gift bag back at her. "Qingqing, why are you asking me this all of a sudden? Are you trying to show off? Is there someone you care about here? Are you trying to stir up a conversation to get his attention?"

"Ah... no, I... I'm just curious."

Shen Jiaojiao didn't say anything else, and her gaze returned from her to the main stage. Liao Qingqing had an embarrassed look on her face, and she felt very depressed, but she just felt that she could not beat Shen Jiaojiao at all.

It's not that Shen Jiaojiao is that powerful, but because she has enough money, even if people around her want to watch the fun, they don't dare to look directly at her, and it is even more impossible for them to form the ridicule and response that are exaggerated on TV.

The atmosphere is much less lively now. Whenever I take the initiative to provoke something, I always feel that I am wrong. Therefore, I can't get rid of the anger I endured last Christmas.

Liao Qingqing sat in her seat, and people would occasionally cast teasing and anticipating glances at her. Sure enough, they only dared to bully the weaker herself and didn't dare to look at Shen Jiaojiao at all.

They are all laughing at their own jokes.

The New Year's Eve party lasted a long time, and it didn't end until more than half an hour after the New Year's Eve in the early morning. Shen Jiaojiao got up around half past ten, bent over, walked to the aisle next to her, and then quietly left. Outside, Aunt Xue was waiting for her. She hurried over and put a furry coat on her, "Miss, be careful you're cold."

"So annoying."

Shen Jiaojiao was able to basically keep her emotions stable, but Liao Qingqing treated her like this twice. She always felt that they were just classmates and friends, and it was really annoying to be treated like this.

Aunt Xue quickly took her bag and asked, "So, Miss, do you want to find someone to beat up?"

Hearing this, Shen Jiaojiao burst out laughing, "Aunt Xue, you are so good at persuading people, let's go."

Yes, it's impossible for me to really ask the bodyguard to beat him up. After all, it's not that serious... Since I can't beat him up and let out the anger in my heart, then there is no need to be angry.

The wind was freezing cold. Shen Jiaojiao took the white earmuffs handed to her by Aunt Xue, put them on, rubbed her hands, and then took a small hand warmer covered with a red brocade cloth.

She didn't rush to get on the bus, but strolled around the campus. After passing the winding streets, Shen Jiaojiao looked towards the library. "Here, the lights are still on, and there are still students studying inside."

Aunt Xue nodded. The final exams were approaching, so naturally many students would not attend any parties. It was quite pleasant to stay in the library.

"Let's go, I'll go too."

The library of X University has one of the largest collections of books in the country, with a wide variety of categories. Usually, Shen Jiaojiao borrows books based on recommendations from her teachers or managers who run her own business.

But tonight, my mind relaxed a little, and I wasn't so tense anymore. I just wanted to take a look around, so I went to the 4th floor, where magazines and newspapers were, to look for a newspaper that Grandma Lu said she missed last time.

After finding it, she handed it to Aunt Xue. Then, the two of them took the elevator to the 9th floor, which was the audio-visual room. Shen Jiaojiao flipped through it and found a movie from 1943. She said to Aunt Xue in a low voice, "This, is a relatively old movie, right?"

"Shall we borrow it and read it at home?"

Shen Jiaojiao nodded. When she was in high school, her dream was to get into this university.

The school is good enough, so the competition is naturally fierce, but when I really hold these newspapers and DVDs, I can't help but sigh that it's great to be admitted here.

Some things are quietly placed in the years. As long as you are willing to come here, you will have a chance to meet it.

This feeling was wonderful, and she was filled with gratitude. Shen Jiaojiao went to the first floor, which wasn't specifically marked as either business management or arts. She walked into the left hall and continued forward. Aunt Xue followed behind her, looking at the yellowed books on the shelves. She couldn't help but sigh, "This is great! Other school libraries might not have these books, right?"

Shen Jiaojiao nodded, and Aunt Xue had to admit that even if every university had these books, it didn't mean the children would read them. Then she thought, educational resources are never completely equal. Perhaps there were students among them who wanted to take a look at these books, but perhaps they wouldn't even have the chance.

Books want to meet people who cherish them, and some people also want to meet these books.

Shen Jiaojiao squatted down and opened a book with a missing corner. The name of the donor was written on the back. She turned the page again and said, "This book was donated by an old man from Taiwan."

This is a book about nourishing human qi and blood.

This kind of book was completely beyond Shen Jiaojiao's reach. She flipped through the table of contents, but a corner of it had been torn off, so she couldn't read the whole thing, but she could roughly identify it.

I flipped through a few more pages, and this book really had nothing to do with me, whether it was my major or business.

Shen Jiaojiao was about to put it back on the bookshelf when Aunt Xue hurriedly stopped her and said, "Miss, can I borrow this book?"

"look?"

Aunt Xue shook her head and said, "I was thinking that since it was donated from Taiwan, this person must want to share it. But look at its location, it's on the lowest shelf, so it's unlikely to be read."

Shen Jiaojiao smiled and picked up the book, "That's right, I remember my high school Chinese teacher said, don't limit your knowledge."

They spoke in low voices, discussed it, and then took it directly without saying anything else to disturb other people who were reading.

Deep in the middle hall on the first floor is a tea room with warm yellow light. Some students will stay there when they are tired of studying. There is a massage chair that can be used for free for 5 minutes. In addition, there is a place to charge your tablet and mobile phone, and you can close your eyes and relax.

At the left door of the tea room, there are book bags available for free. Each canvas bag is covered with a plastic bag, all with zippers that can be locked.

This is convenient for students who borrow too many books and don’t want to just hold them in their hands. If it rains on the way, they will have two layers of protection to prevent the books from getting wet.

Shen Jiaojiao simply pulled out a canvas bag and put the books and newspapers in it. This matter of getting a free book bag was mentioned to her uncle by Shen Jiaojiao, who was just a freshman in college a few years ago.

My uncle immediately asked someone to make arrangements. After all, books are the most important thing and they cannot get wet. Students should take good care of these books.

Shen Jiaojiao took her library card and went to borrow books. Seeing her classmates who were working part-time to support themselves registering for her, she thought of Chen Beilai.

Since she remembered someone, she couldn't help but look around, but she didn't see Chen Bei, so Shen Jiaojiao didn't ask any more questions.

When the two came out, the wind was still cold. Aunt Xue helped to hold the school bag. Shen Jiaojiao gently tucked her long hair behind her ears and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

Suddenly, the cell phone rang. Shen Jiaojiao felt her hands were cold, so she just leaned sideways and asked Aunt Xue to help her take out the cell phone from her pocket. She looked at the incoming call and Aunt Xue slid it open for her.

Shen Jiaojiao had just called out "Hello" when the other end hung up... Shen Jiaojiao had no choice but to pull off the glove she had just put on on her right hand, took the phone, and muttered to herself, "Who is it?"

Since it was an unfamiliar number, Shen Jiaojiao called back directly, but there was only a ringing sound. Aunt Xue asked in confusion, "Miss, maybe you dialed the wrong number? Or maybe it's someone selling something. Let's not call back."

Shen Jiaojiao couldn't wait for the call to be answered, and after hearing what Aunt Xue said, she hung up the phone. The bodyguard saw them come out and ran over to greet them.

After they got into the car again, Shen Jiaojiao still felt that something was wrong and felt inexplicably nervous.

Chen Bei's hand was stepped on, and his phone was only a dozen centimeters away from his hand. The man chuckled and leaned over. "Why, do you want help?"

Today is New Year's Eve, and Cheng expected that he could come and play with Chen Bei again.

As long as we're outside of school, it's too easy to deal with him yourself.

Cheng Yu sat in a car not far away, watching the man he had found and how to deal with Chen Bei. Then he said to his phone, "Ask him who he is going to call?"

After all, as far as he knew, Chen Bei had almost no backing.

After receiving the order, the scarred man shouted at Chen Bei, "Who the hell are you going to rescue? The Brotherhood?"

As he was about to pick up his phone, Chen Bei begged, "No, don't! I'm not calling for help!"

He immediately thought of asking for help, and the person he could think of was Shen Jiaojiao.

Shen Jiaojiao corresponds to Lu Shize, and Lu Shize is a very successful man in City A.

As long as he chatted with Shen Jiaojiao, the other party would always give Shen Jiaojiao face, so he would be beaten less often.

There have only been a few days since last Christmas, but Chen Bei quietly checked Shen Jiaojiao's cell phone number, thinking that if anything goes wrong, he could use her influence to save himself.

The man with the scar naturally wouldn't listen to him. He reached for his phone and called back.

Shen Jiaojiao's cell phone suddenly rang again. She quickly looked at Aunt Xue. It was the same number, an unfamiliar number.

Aunt Xue was about to suggest the young lady not to answer the call. However, Shen Jiaojiao suddenly thought of a solution and handed the phone directly to Aunt Xue, "Aunt Xue, please answer the call. If the other party says they are looking for me, you can tell them what I am doing and that you need to wait. If the other party doesn't know who I am at all, just hang up."

Aunt Xue pressed the hands-free button and said "Hello" directly into the phone.

The other party also looked confused. Judging from the voice, he seemed to be in his fifties or sixties... Could it be Chen Bei's aunt or mother on the other end?

"Who are you? Who is Chen Bei to you?"

The other end asked directly.

Aunt Xue knew Chen Bei and hurriedly looked at Shen Jiaojiao. Shen Jiaojiao was also thinking quickly in her mind, could this phone belong to Chen Bei?

And then, it was picked up by this person?

Shen Jiaojiao typed on her tablet, "Found Chen Bei's phone?" But right after she finished, she quickly waved her hand to stop Aunt Xue from asking, because... this logic was wrong.

First, this phone called himself. Chen Bei didn't have his own number.

Since he didn't have his number, why did he call? He then asked Chen Bei who owned this phone.

Could it be that Chen Bei had secretly saved his own number? But how could someone who found the phone press his own number? Unless Chen Bei had saved his number in some special place.

It's still wrong, the logic doesn't make sense. Moreover, this person is quite aggressive, it's far from just picking up a phone.

Did he steal Chen Bei’s cell phone?

It's not right that the person who snatched the phone was so violent.

It was the first time Shen Jiaojiao dealt with such a thing, and everything was a mess.

He just signaled Aunt Xue to hang up quickly.

Aunt Xue quickly turned it off.

"Miss, what's going on?"

Shen Jiaojiao couldn't understand it either, so she just shook her head.