Did the female supporting role get rich today [Quick Transmigration]

Time flies.

In today's Huaguo consulting industry, Ye Xichen's company CRR has long been an unavoidable industry benchmark.

The names of Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe were mentioned more and more frequently in various business reports.

As for Korean style?

When people mention him, they still refer to him as "the former vice president of Su Kenxi", but the tone of the address has changed a lot.

As Daisy often mentions when welcoming another batch of new employees——

"Does Han Feng know?"

"I know," the rookies excitedly said with gossip on their faces, "We are the 'typical' of the consulting industry."

"What do you know about him?" Daisy smiled amiably, "Can someone briefly tell me?"

A girl raised her hand and spoke generously.

"Han Feng graduated from Purin University, one of the eight Ivy League schools in the United States. After graduation, he joined Su Kenxi, one of the Big Four, and was promoted to executive vice president.

Three years ago, it was revealed that Han Feng had plagiarized a teacher from a domestic university in his undergraduate and graduate thesis..."

"Thanks for sharing, very well said."

Daisy put away her smile, put on a serious expression and said, "Han Feng, he was sentenced to three years in prison for bribery, does everyone know about this?"

"I know..." The voices in the crowd were weak, not as excited as before.

"Okay, next, I invite colleagues from the CRR legal department to explain in detail the relevant knowledge of bribery by non-public officials..."

……

On the other end, in the CRR conference room.

An old man with a scholarly appearance, wearing a dark gray sweetheart-neck sweater, was talking with Ye Xichen.

Ye Xichen had a smile on his face, and his tone was very sincere: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your help! Without you always sitting in charge, 'Huimin Medicine' would not be able to do it."

"You are humble," Professor Yan waved his hand, "The old man is just a name, and it is you young people who really do things."

"How can I be humble in front of you?" Ye Xichen didn't dare to take the credit.

"Without your presence, S Province University of Traditional Chinese Medicine would not agree to cooperate; without your nod, those talented doctors in the institute would not condescend to work in our small company."

The small company she mentioned did not refer to CRR, but Rencheng Pharmaceutical, which she bought three years ago.

Now, Rencheng Pharmaceutical has made a name for itself in the Chinese herbal decoction pieces industry.

Among them, Ye Xichen and Ling Qinghe's connections are indispensable, and the matchmaking of Professor Yan in front of him is indispensable.

Professor Yan's attitude did not become arrogant because of her words.

There was gentleness in the eyes of the old man, and he said slowly: "Rencheng Pharmaceutical is in the business of 'medicine for the benefit of the people'.

Even without me, Provincial Traditional Chinese Medicine would agree to cooperate in the end.

As researchers, I believe they still have this awareness.

As for those stupid apprentices of mine, how capable they are to do great things, the treatment you give here is not low, so why don't they like it. "

Ye Xichen wanted to say something else, but the old man seemed to remember something, and said again: "My other stupid apprentice, here at CRR, didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"

"You're joking. Jingyue is our CRR's signature, and those who want to poach us can line up around S city!"

"This child..." Speaking of Jingyue, Professor Yan's tone was not as if he was talking to an ordinary student, but more like a grandfather talking to his granddaughter.

"Jingyue is too stubborn...what hasn't the old man experienced?

It's just someone copied the paper.If you found out and didn't tell me, you almost ruined your own future. "

"You're talking about..." Ye Xichen's tone was also full of emotion, "We were all curious about her when she came to CRR, and with her resume, it's definitely not difficult to stay in Sukenxi.

I never expected that there was such a thing in it. "

Jingyue found out that Han Feng plagiarized her supervisor's thesis, she was not ashamed, but used it as a stepping stone to join Su Kenxi.

Jing Yue, who was overwhelmed with anger, confronted Han Feng directly, but only received threats from the other party.

With Han Feng's level of shamelessness, if Ye Xichen hadn't happened to pass by, Jing Yue would have found no such person in the consulting industry since then.

The two were very emotional.

Professor Yan shook his head, "I won't talk about that anymore." He has been single for many years, and besides research that makes him happy, it is the students he brings out that make him the most proud.

Although he called him a stupid apprentice, Professor Yan had a steelyard in his heart, otherwise he would not have agreed to help Ye Xichen for no reason.

In the final analysis, he is also old, and the students who cannot take care of him can only be entrusted to reliable people to find a future for them.

"Whether it's Huimin Medicine or the Chinese Medicine Decoction Sharing Center, the old man doesn't have much energy to get involved in these things in the future."

He waved his hand and stopped Ye Xichen's words, "One generation has its own way of life. The things that you young people are tinkering with should be managed by young people. I, the old man, have nothing but an empty title."

Ye Xichen smiled.

As agreed at the beginning, Professor Yan is only a name in CRR and Rencheng.But in fact, Professor Yan has really helped a lot in the past three years.

The old man talked about this point, and Ye Xichen was too embarrassed to force it.

The old man helped, and Ye Xichen helped arrange his students, which was regarded as helping each other in a human way.

If you insist on forcing it, the affection from the original place may also be affected by it.

Professor Yan bowed his head and concentrated on tasting the tea. After putting down the cup, his expression was full of aftertaste.

"You and Xiaoling's tea taste is really good!"

This is what it means to leave.

Ye Xichen smiled and said: "It's just right, this year's Wuyishan Dahongpao has come out, and I will put it on for you later."

"Pretend less, save some for yourself."

……

After seeing off Professor Yan, Ye Xichen returned to the office.

"Coming back so soon?"

"Well, the details have been finalized a long time ago, and this trip is just a formality."

Ye Xichen walked over and squeezed her shoulders, "President Ling, you've worked hard!"

Ling Qing smiled and shook the magazine in his hand, "Why does Yu Man keep interviewing you?"

DailyEic, Yu Man's initial test of transformation, has seen its sales soar, and now it has become one of the four major business weekly magazines in China.

Although it is always dubbed "the entertainment edition of business weekly magazines", Yu Man doesn't care about this, the territory of fashion magazines and business magazines is getting bigger and bigger.

To celebrate the [-]rd anniversary of DailyEic, Yu Man forced Ye Xichen to do another cover interview.

It is not the first time that the two have cooperated, and there is nothing unpleasant about the cooperation process.

Yu Man still likes to ask questions from fans.

"The last question, a fan asks: As a frequent visitor on the Huaguo Charity List, what is your original intention for doing charity?"

Ye Xichen was stunned, can she say that she has the world in her heart?

It seems impossible to say... no one will believe me.

"I often feel that I am like a sponge, constantly absorbing things." No matter which world she goes to, the things she gets are things that ordinary people cannot easily get.

"My greatest hope before was to absorb more, more things."

She wants to get rich overnight.

"Then one day, I suddenly discovered that the capacity of what the sponge can absorb is also fixed."

Otherwise, how to explain that Qinghe is always more omnipotent than her?

"So, pouring out some of the stuff in the sponge is the thing I want to do the most right now."

There is something to gain.She already has Qinghe, she is too greedy, and she is afraid of retribution.

Yu Man raised his eyebrows, and smiled unceremoniously: "I thought President Ye was going to start talking about feelings..."

What Ye Xichen said was printed in the magazine without changing a word.

"Sponge..." Ling Qinghe looked at the magazine thoughtfully.

Ye Xichen shook her shoulders vigorously, "You really believe it! I just said that..."

Ling Qinghe turned his head and patted her head.

"Why didn't you ask me?" Ye Xichen rubbed her face.

"At a time like this, shouldn't you ask me 'Ye Xichen, what is your original intention for charity?'"

Ling Qinghe smiled, touched her side face, and repeated her words: "Xichen, what is your original intention of doing charity?"

"Original intention?" Ye Xichen lay on her neck, her voice soft.

"I want to walk side by side with you."

Volume 82 The world's top student with hexaplegia, she is so sweet to me Chapter [-] (Catching insects)

No. [-] Middle School in T City.

The last class on Wednesday afternoon is the most anticipated class for all freshman students.

As for the reason?

These 40 minutes are the regular meeting time for the teachers of the first grade group.

Like other classes, Class [-] at the moment is also a self-study class.

On the blackboard, chalk marks out several boxes of different sizes, in which are written homework left by teachers of various subjects.

The teachers are not there, and the atmosphere in the class is much more relaxed.

Although most people are writing hard, but if you look closely, you will find that many people are shaking their heads while doing their homework—they are listening to music with headphones in their ears.

There are also a few people who, although they are also immersed in the book, have expressions of shock or excitement on their faces from time to time, and occasionally whisper short sentences such as "I wipe"-obviously they are not reading high school textbooks.

In this harmonious atmosphere, a girl suddenly appeared, breaking the original relaxed atmosphere.

She walked to the podium and put down a notebook with a clear voice.

"There are still 10 minutes to finish class. Before the evening self-study, everyone handed in their English homework on the podium."

After speaking, he went straight to his seat and sat down.

The class that was supposed to be quiet at first was immediately devastated.

I don't know who wailed, "Old Li is too heartless, there is only one self-study class in total, we can't let us just do English..."

As if to respond to the wailing, the voice of the physics class representative appeared in due course.

"Everyone, don't forget to hand in your physics homework before get out of class is over! The second quarter's evening self-study needs to be commented on."

A thunder.

"No way!!!"

"Not alive..."

"Quick, give me a reference..."

The relaxed self-study atmosphere disappeared in a second, and voices kept coming and going.

Complaining, howling, begging for help, and Yixin lying on the table, looking very calm...

Ye Xichen.

After being woken up by the voice of the English class representative, she kept waking up, lying motionless on the desk.

After absorbing the memory of the original owner, she slowly opened her eyes.

It was an all-too-familiar profile face.

Fair and thin, with thin lips pursed lightly, between the slightly wrinkled brows, exudes a cool smell.

Between his slender fingers, he was holding a black pen.

The tip of the pen touched the test paper, and did not move for a long time.A group of ink stains spread out, almost soaking the test paper...

Looking at it, Ye Xichen's eyes couldn't help but bend.

She moved slightly to the side, and whispered, "Qinghe..."

The person whose name was called froze for a moment, then returned to normal and turned his head quickly.

Four eyes facing each other.

With just one look, the two confirmed each other, and their mood relaxed.

Silent laughter bloomed on both faces at the same time.

The number of crossings has increased, and the two of them have long been able to face it calmly.As long as the other party is still around, no matter what the new identity is, neither of them is worried.

Ye Xichen moved the chair, and in the posture of lying on the table, slapped him away again.

She grinned, showing a row of small white teeth, with her face still resting on her arms, smiling happily.

Ling Qinghe put down the pen in his hand, turned sideways, and habitually wanted to rub the top of her head.

The arm that had just been stretched out was immediately caught.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!" The boy who turned his head in front said earnestly, "peadlove!"

Ling Qing and the two of them turned their heads, their faces full of doubts.

Ye Xichen raised his head and stared at the boy's hand, the meaning in his eyes was obvious, "Just talk when you talk, why do you use your hands and feet?"

Perhaps sensing the murderous look in Ye Xichen's eyes, the boy immediately retracted his hand and smiled awkwardly.

"Sister Chen, calm down! Ling Qinghe didn't do it on purpose, so don't argue with her."

Ye Xichen: "???"

After being stiff for a moment, remembering the image of the original body in school, the muscles on Ye Xichen's face twitched a few times in an instant.

Ling Qinghe also pursed his lips, as if trying to hold back some emotion.

The boys misunderstood even deeper.

A scene in which a delinquent girl bullies a third-year transfer student, and the transfer student tries to bear it, and finally becomes unbearable and rises up to resist, he instantly fills in [-] words in his brain.

Seeing the corner of Ye Xichen's mouth twitching at this moment, it was obviously a sneer, which further confirmed his guess.

As a disciplinary committee member in the class, his chest is filled with a sense of justice and responsibility, which instantly inspired him to fight against bad girls.

"Sister Chen," he said with a sense of righteousness in his voice, "although Ling Qinghe has just transferred to our class, he is still a member of our seventh class. I remember you said, don't bully your own people, right? !"

"Bullying?" Ye Xichen laughed.

The boy strengthened his courage, his eyes expressed his affirmation of the word "bullying", and the meaning of condemnation was very obvious.

Ye Xichen gritted her teeth and squeezed out a smile: "Yes, I did."

Ling Qinghe glanced at her quickly, with a secret teasing smile in his eyes, "Be good, don't be angry."

Anyway, the blame that should be borne will be borne sooner or later.

I believe Xichen has gotten used to it.

"That's right," the boy's tone returned to normal, "Ling Qinghe has a good temper, sister Chen, don't bully honest people."

After speaking, he took away the physics exercise book on Ling Qinghe's desk, glanced at Ye Xichen, scanned her empty desk, and gave up the idea of ​​asking her to hand in her homework.

Seeing the boy turned around, the smile on Ling Qinghe's face became more obvious, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up, and the eyes he looked at Ye Xichen became more teasing.

"Bad girl?" she whispered.

"Huh~" Ye Xichen glared at her, "What's wrong with the bad girl?" Bad girls can't be good...no, can't they study hard and make progress every day?

Ling Qinghe understood the look in her eyes, and felt amused in her heart, but covered her lips with her hands, trying to suppress the curvature of the corners of her mouth as much as possible.

However, how could Ye Xichen not understand what she was thinking.

Although the curvature of the corner of the mouth was suppressed forcibly, the eyes could not deceive anyone - obviously, he was watching her joke.

She curled her lips, "Wait until the next time you take the blame, hum~"

When the time comes, she will definitely smile back twice as much.

Hearing her "threat", Ling Qinghe couldn't hold back, and the smile that disappeared from the corner of his mouth just a second ago came back again.

Ye Xichen swung his fist, as if to hit her.

As everyone knows, in Ling Qinghe's eyes, she only thinks that she is even cuter with her stern look.

Annoyance and shame were written on the face that hadn't lost the baby fat. Although he tried his best to look aggressive, no matter how he looked at it, there was no threat at all.

Especially on the cheeks, because they just woke up, they were still dyed with a faint pink color, and because their faces were puffed up because of anger, the two small dimples seemed more lively.

Ling Qinghe suddenly thought of a word - milk fierce.It couldn't be more appropriate to describe Ye Xichen now.

Having said that, Ye Xichen gave her the word milk fierce back then.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile.

Someone patted her arm lightly, Ye Xichen was accusing her with eyes, and said in a low voice, "It's too much!"

Just a smile is enough, what does it mean to keep laughing?

She lay down on the table again, her tone still angry: "Is it so funny?"

"It's not funny, it's not funny at all." Ling Qinghe gave a fake cough and leaned towards her, "Hey, I was wrong..."

The sound was so small that only two people could hear it.

"I'll forgive you this time!" Ye Xichen pushed her away, snorted a single syllable, and added arrogantly, "I'm not going to be an example!"

Ling Qinghe nodded with a smile, "This is not an example."

Seeing that she was not the same as before, she was troubled by her new identity after crossing over, and she looked as lively as before, so Ling Qinghe stopped teasing her.

I just want to rub the top of her head and tell her, "Don't worry, I'm here."

……

In the classroom, except for a few people who are still immersed in the problem, everyone else is already ready to go.

The experienced ones have even squeezed to the door of the classroom, holding the door frame, and posing for a [-]-meter sprint.

Just wait for the get out of class bell to ring.

Everyone's time card is very accurate.Within 2 minutes, a familiar female voice came from the radio in the classroom——

"Students, it's dinner time..."

Ye Xichen, who was originally lying on the table, stood up subconsciously, but inadvertently, her knee was severely scratched by the desk drawer.

"hiss……"

Amidst the commotion of the crowd, Ye Xichen's breathing sound was heard.

I can't help but admire my own responsiveness: it's been so many years, and I can still be so excited when I hear the school bell.

Seeing her lost in thought, Ling Qinghe who was beside him shook his head and bent down to rub her knees.

"Does it still hurt?"

Ye Xichen came back to his senses, "It doesn't hurt." I used to do this when I was studying, and I'm used to it.

It's just a knock, it's not as important as rushing to the cafeteria.

Ling Qinghe kneaded for a while, and felt relieved when she saw that she was wearing thick jeans and her expression did not seem fake.

Everyone in the classroom has almost left, only a few people are still writing hard.

"Go, let's eat first!"

Ye Xichen pulled Ling Qinghe and ran towards the canteen of the high school following the memories in his mind.

The two missed the best time to rush to the cafeteria. When they arrived at the cafeteria, the long queue was almost blocked from the window to the cafeteria exit.

Seeing this, Ling Qinghe's eyelids twitched.

No wonder she was so surprised.

Her own initial princess status, as well as the past few times as the president, neither of which gave her the opportunity to experience this kind of battle.

Ye Xichen was very excited, she stood on tiptoe and looked around, and with her rich experience in queuing, she found a window where the ordering speed was obviously faster than that of other teams.

"Let's line up on the left."

"?"

Ling Qinghe had just recovered from his surprise and was thinking about whether there was another place to eat when he was dragged by Ye Xichen and nimbly shuttled through the sardine-like crowd.

When the two finally squeezed into the tail of the team that Ye Xichen was optimistic about, Ling Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Too many people.

Most of the people queuing up are in groups of twos and threes, no matter boys or girls, most of them are chatting.

The sound of chirping, occasional exclamation, laughter, and the collision of stainless steel dinner plates.The chaos and disorder made her think that her ears were about to fail.

She shielded Ye Xichen in front, formed a line of defense with her arms, and carefully dealt with the people carrying dinner plates in the aisle.

There are rice, vegetables and soup bowls on the dinner plate.She doubted that the canteen was so crowded that the shaking soup on the plate would spill on people.

As if to confirm her conjecture, a scream suddenly sounded from the team next to her.

"Ah!" The girl in school uniform stomped her feet, "My clothes!"

"sorry Sorry!"

"Quick, wipe it off!" The friend who lined up with her reacted quickly and immediately took out a tissue from her bag.

The people around were used to it, cast a glance over, didn't see anything particularly different, and resumed their respective rhythms in a blink of an eye, and didn't even stop their eyes.

Ling Qinghe kept staring at the place where the incident happened.

The girl who was spilled with the soup wiped her clothes with a paper towel, and then continued to chat with her friends.

The boy who bumped into someone apologized and left with his plate.

Front, back, left, and right, no one cared about this matter, as if they were used to it.

Seeing her absorbed in observation, Ye Xichen raised his head and waved his hand in front of her.

"What are you eating?"

"Huh?" Ling Qinghe withdrew his gaze, with some worry in his eyes, "Does this kind of thing happen often?"

"Such a thing?"

"Just over there..."

"Oh, you said that." Ye Xichen smiled, and there seemed to be some nostalgia in her tone.

Can a student life be considered a complete student life without squeezing through the cafeteria or having intimate contact with other people's dinner plates?

She shrugged, "This kind of thing happens almost every day."

Ling Qinghe closed his eyes.

When I open my eyes, there is always an illusion that my eyelids seem to be...

I danced more cheerfully.