<h4>Chapter 393: Fear of Being Dominated by Beijing University School Tyrants</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>As Studios <strong>Editor: </strong>As Studios


    The Jiang Corporation originally didn’t dispute with Bai Tiantian.


    After all, it was the Jiang Corporation’s staff’s mistake.


    But now, Bai Tiantian had sent herself to the door. Even with 100 Bai Tiantians, she wouldn’t be able to deal with Qin Xiuchen alone, much less the Jiang Corporation.


    Bai Tiantian’s manager hung up weakly.


    Notifications popped out. Qin Xiuchen’s words had already spread in the circle.


    The few people whom the manager had uneasily found in the past few days all blocked him.


    He could only keep his tail tucked in from now on, and never have the opportunity to turn over once the poprity was over...


    **


    As for the “24-hours Idol” production crew.


    They sat at the meeting table.


    The director had just received a notice that the Jiang Corporation could release the second episode in advance, and knew of the incident on Weibo.


    The crowd: No wonder the whole director team is doubting their life. It turns out she’s the college entrance examination’s top scorer, Beijing University’s Freshman King.


    “Then, is the second episode broadcasting in advance?” The publicity head closed the document and nced at the director.


    Taking a leisure sip of his tea, the director smiled. “Broadcast? It definitely won’t be broadcasted in advance.”


    The publicity team nodded in agreement. “But President Jiang actually settled the TV station so quickly.”


    “Film Emperor Qin’s niece...” someone quietly said.


    The production crew exchanged nces. Just now, the major TV station head had directly called to inform them of this matter, and it was obvious whose influence it was due to.


    “I’ll see if the second episode has any problems.” The publicity head got up and went out to rewatch the second episode from beginning to end and confirm that nothing was wrong.


    **


    Inside the Cheng family house.


    Holding his phone tightly, Cheng Juan slowly flipped through Weibo.


    Sitting at the front, Old Master Cheng’s expression was grave as the other hall leaders reported the situation, sitting straight as a ramrod.


    Only Cheng Juan casually sat, leaning on the pillow behind his back whilezily ying with his phone.


    Ten minutes ago, he even openly went out to take a phone call.


    Old Master Cheng pretended to be blind.


    However, Cheng Raohan and the others were simply blind with rage but dared not speak.


    Now, Cheng Juan was at the apex of his power in the Cheng family. The Second Hall Master who came back from City C was now powerful enough to directly pit against Cheng Raohan.


    Everyone in the Cheng family now knew how loyal and respectful the Second Hall Master was to Cheng Juan.


    After the meeting and his meal, Cheng Juan walked out with his phone.


    Behind him, Cheng Raohan’s eyes darkened, and he turned to the person beside him. “Any response from Shi Liming’s side?”


    Shi Liming was a famous name in the Cheng family’s base in Beijing. He returned to the headquarters two months ago, and in just a short period, managed to climb to the person-in-charge and hold significant power in his hands.


    Other than a few neutral hall leaders, the Second Hall Master and the others now had the capacity to threaten Cheng Raohan.


    Cheng Raohan couldn’t sit still. Previously, he had tried to reel Shi Liming in step by step, but now, he was doing it openly.


    “Shi Liming’s side hasn’t responded yet. He’s only bringing his men to training and being as indifferent as the Third Hall Master,” his subordinate responded.


    Teasing Old Master Cheng’s parrot with his fingers, Cheng Raohan frowned slightly and said in a grave voice, “Continue working on him.”


    It would even better if Shi Liming had a hard temper. At least he wouldn’t be reeled in by Cheng Juan.


    Furthermore, even if Cheng Raohan couldn’t reel him in, he could still make his presence known to him. When the Cheng family held a vote next time, even if Shi Liming was neutral, he would still cast his vote on him.


    Thinking of this, Cheng Raohan slightly heaved a sigh of relief.


    **


    Instead of returning to Ting Lan, Cheng Juan drove the car to a road in Yunjin Community.


    He looked down at the message on his phone from Qin Ran, telling him not to go upstairs.


    Casually throwing the phone in front, he put his hands on the steering wheel and leaned on the backrest. He stared at Qin Hanqiu’s building with clear, squinted eyes, his expression cold and clear.


    Qin Hanqiu’s door.


    Qin Xiuchen and Qin Hanqiu were sending her off.


    “Why don’t you stay for dinner?” Qin Hanqiu nagged and looked up at the car parked outside. “Xiao Cheng is here to pick you up? Why don’t you let hime in and sit.”


    He was about to go out to greet Cheng Juan.


    However, Qin Ran put on her scarf and reached out to grab his cor. She looked up, her face expressionless. “He’s down with a bad cold. It’s not convenient.”


    Qin Hanqiu nodded and didn’t go out.


    He nagged at her to take care of herself and dress warmly.


    Then, he let her leave.


    Standing aside silently, Qin Xiuchen and Butler Qin naturally understood that Qin Ran didn’t want them to see “Xiao Cheng.”


    Qin Xiuchen stared at the ck car.


    Even through the window, he still couldn’t see the person in the driver’s seat.


    He only saw the cold light reflected from the cufflinks on his wrist.


    The ck car slowly drove over, and Qin Hanqiu suddenly thought of something. “Xiao Cheng is having a cold, but why is Ran Ran with him? What if she catches it as well?”


    He immediately took out his phone to call Cheng Juan.


    Qin Xiuchen nced at him. Qin Hanqiu had saved the name as “Xiao Cheng” as well.


    He stayed behind with Butler Qin as Qin Hanqiu went upstairs.


    When Cheng Juan’s car disappeared from view, Butler Qin was still staring in the direction. “If only the Old Master was still alive and Miss Qin grew up in the Qin family...”


    She had developed into such a genius even while wandering far from home. If the Qin family had cultivated her with its former glory, how different would the situation be now?


    Butler Qin was now full of enthusiasm. Qin Ling had inherited the Qin family’sputing talent, while Qin Ran had inherited the Old Master’s intelligence...


    After so many years, finally, someone in the Qin family had the talent to enter the Research Institute.


    “Don’t intervene in Ran Ran’s matters in the future.” Qin Xiuchen looked away and nced at Butler Qin, his voice strict. “Don’t put the Qin family matters in front of her.”


    Sighing, Butler Qin chuckled. “Sixth Master, you’re thinking too much.”


    They had already fallen from grace and didn’t even have control of the Research Institute anymore. The only thing in their hands was some projects in the IT Department, so how could they possibly bring the Research Institute matters in front of Qin Ran?


    The two stayed in the cold breeze for a while, before Butler Qin finally remembered Qin Ling’s matter from yesterday night. “Any news on the Young Master’s teacher...”


    **


    This weekend, the Beijing University school tyrants blew up.


    The GIFs on the Inte, “Fear of being dominated by Beijing University school tyrants.JPG” and “Who doesn’t have a second degree.JPG” were all the rage yesterday.


    Everyone rewatched “24-hours Idol” several times.


    Someizens even discovered a few highlights—


    “Hahaha, why didn’t I notice this before. When the Study God came out of the house, the director even sounded so weak!”


    “Yes, yes. Also, after calcting the hexadecimal, the production crew’s voices became stiff.”


    “Stupid director, what kind of 24-hours Idol show is this? Can’t you see how bright the sky is? I think it’s more like 8-hours Idol...”


    It was called “24-hours Idol” because it would record from morning to night.


    The production crew’s setup was perverted and difficult, so they would normally record until 10 pm.


    But now...


    There was a bug.


    Theizens pped their tables inughter.


    Some people even went to the program’s official Weibo and told them to change their name to “8-hours Idol.”


    The official Weibo: What rights do you have to be so arrogant?


    More people begged for Qin Ran’s Weibo on the official Weibo, directly pinning it to the hot search and begging the production crew to respond.


    Finally sensing a chance to retaliate after being mocked, the official Weibo coldly replied—


    “None.”


    Whates around goes around.


    Theizens urged for the second episode in tears.


    “Boohoo, I look forward to the friends invited by the Study God! Will she invite someone from Beijing University’s Student Union? The stupid production crew has their lips sealed so tightly. I hope you guys explode collectively!”


    Qin Ran wasn’t bothered about what happened online and was busy finding the upgraded book for Qin Ling.


    Monday.


    She went to school early in the morning.


    After ss in the afternoon, she took out her phone to see that Liao Gaoang had yet to add her on WeChat.


    Resting her chin, she thought about whether she should hack his contact information and then call him.


    At this time, she received another friend request.


    She opened it to see the message—


    “Hello, I’m Schr Liao’s student assistant in theboratory.”


    Qin Ran added this person.


    No reply.


    She casually put away her phone and went to the library.


    At 3 pm, she finally received a message from the student assistant—


    “Theboratory is on the third basement floor, B317. Come here first.”


    Concise and clear.


    Qin Ran kept her books and went to theboratory with her backpack.