Chapter 3047: Even a lick-dog has one

Investigating the true identity of the fake nun was a thought buried deep in Lin Wan'er's heart, so she didn't tell even Ye Chen, just smiled and sighed, "Miss Ito having such good fortune is not only her blessing, but also the young master's luck. There has never been anyone by the young master's side who could achieve enlightenment and master spiritual energy. This time Miss Ito has successfully achieved enlightenment, and in time, she will definitely be able to bring great help to the young master."

Ye Chen smiled and said indifferently, "I don't count on her to do anything for me. It's just that after she achieved enlightenment, besides being happy for her, I also had a kind of excitement of having an extra companion while walking alone in the dark forest."

Lin Wan'er nodded with great understanding and sighed, "I have lived for so many years, and only when I opened my heart to the young master did I have the feeling the young master mentioned."

Having said that, a trace of loneliness flashed across her expression.

Before meeting Ye Chen, she had never had any expectations for enlightenment.

In her early years, she still thought about being able to avenge her father one day, but later, she no longer hoped to be able to kill Wu Feiyan with her own hands, just feeling that it would be enough to live out her five hundred years of life well and not live up to her father's expectations for her.

However, after meeting Ye Chen, she had a hidden luxury and expectation for enlightenment deep in her heart.

It's just that she also knew very clearly that she didn't possess the talent for enlightenment. The Evergreen Pill couldn't help her make any progress in enlightenment, so she thought that enlightenment was hopeless in this life.

It was precisely because of this that she felt lonely in her heart.

In order not to let Ye Chen notice, she deliberately changed the subject and asked, "Young master, how is the progress of the AI model in Northern Europe?"

Ye Chen said, "Howard has already solved the problems of graphics cards and data centers. Helena is currently communicating with NVIDIA about the new generation of computing chips. If it can be achieved, in the future, this AI model might be the first to adopt NVIDIA's strongest chips in large quantities."

Lin Wan'er nodded lightly and said with a smile, "After this set of models lands, I also ask the young master to give me permission. I also want to use AI to calculate some things."

Ye Chen said without hesitation, "No problem, I'll implement it for you the first time."

Lin Wan'er smiled shallowly, "Then I'll thank the young master first!"

After having a sumptuous hot pot in the courtyard with Lin Wan'er, Ye Chen received a WeChat message from Xiao Churan on the plane, telling him that the plane would probably land an hour and a half earlier than planned, which was around three o'clock in the afternoon.

Thus, Ye Chen bid farewell to Lin Wan'er and left Zijin Villa, taking a taxi to the airport himself.

After Ye Chen got into the taxi, he sent a message to Xiao Changkun, telling him that Xiao Churan's plane would land around three o'clock, and asked him and Ma Lan to prepare to leave around one o'clock.

Xiao Changkun quickly returned a voice message, "OK good son-in-law, we'll leave home at two o'clock."

According to the agreement with Xiao Changkun and Ma Lan, they would drive that Cullinan from home to the airport, and the three would wait for Xiao Churan to land at the airport, pick her up, and go back to the city for dinner together.

Although he didn't know if Xiao Changkun and Ma Lan were still arguing, Ye Chen felt that the two shouldn't delay picking up Xiao Churan, so he didn't ask much about their current state.

And at this moment, Xiao Changkun and Ma Lan were each eating the takeout they had ordered at the dining table.

However, fortunately, their war of words had been maintained in a stable state of mutual irony, and it hadn't further escalated. Overall, Ma Lan naturally had the upper hand, but it was also within Xiao Changkun's tolerance.

After Xiao Changkun finished his lunch, he put down his chopsticks and said without raising his head while tidying up the meal boxes, "Son-in-law sent a message saying the daughter's plane will land at three o'clock, we'll leave at two o'clock."

Ma Lan mumbled, "Why leave so early? The daughter is returning from abroad, she still has to go through customs after getting off the plane, it's very slow. It won't be bad if she comes out by three-thirty. I'll go up and nap for a while, we'll leave at two-thirty."

Having said that, Ma Lan turned and left the dining room, leaving behind a sentence without looking back, "Pack up my takeout and throw it away together."

Although Xiao Changkun was complaining a million times over in his heart, he didn't say anything else out loud. With his head buried, he gathered the lunch boxes Ma Lan had left unfinished and put them into the trash can.

Ma Lan left, and Xiao Changkun sat alone on the sofa. His hangover had gradually eased, and his mood became worse and worse as the alcohol wore off.

Being flattered at the dinner table could only be happy for a moment, but the pain of the sweetheart being with someone else would probably last a lifetime.

He couldn't help but recall when Han Meiqing first returned to the country. During that time, Ma Lan had disappeared from the face of the earth. Not only did he go to the airport to welcome Han Meiqing, but he also ate with her, attended class reunions with her, and revisited their alma mater together, even inviting her home for a meal.

At that time, he and she were considered to be intimate and hot in the restaurant. If the children weren't outside, the kitchen would have probably turned into a fierce battlefield.

Thinking of this, Xiao Changkun spread his hands and kept slapping his knees with the back of his hands. His expression was like he had eaten a lemon, his five features twisted into a ball, full of sadness.

After finally waiting until two-thirty, Ma Lan, who had napped, changed her clothes and walked out of the elevator. Seeing Xiao Changkun still sitting on the sofa in a sloppy state, she immediately asked, "Xiao Changkun, why haven't you washed up and changed your clothes yet? We're going out to pick up our daughter!"

Xiao Changkun came back to his senses and said decadently, "Oh, why bother to tidy up so neatly to pick up our daughter? Just go."

Ma Lan cursed, "What's wrong with you these two days? You look like your mother died. Are you doing something useless outside?"

Xiao Changkun immediately retorted, "Stop talking nonsense! I'm not doing anything useless."

Ma Lan mumbled, "I assume you don't have the guts."

Having said that, she checked the time and urged, "Alright, hurry up and go, don't delay picking up our daughter later!"

Xiao Changkun got up, took the car key, and went out with Ma Lan.

Arriving at the Cullinan, Ma Lan subconsciously sat in the passenger seat. After Xiao Changkun got in the car, he opened the navigation and chose the fastest route to the airport.

The car drove out of the residential area and onto the airport expressway. Because it wasn't peak time yet, the road conditions were relatively smooth. Ma Lan in the passenger seat was in an exceptionally good mood. Xiao Churan wasn't at home, and she didn't even have anyone to talk to usually. Ye Chen went out early and returned late, and as for her husband Xiao Changkun, having him or not having him was basically the same.

Xiao Changkun was full of worries, his mind full of the fact that Han Meiqing was about to get married, and he couldn't help but be a bit dazed.

Just at this moment, his phone suddenly received a call. Because the phone was connected to the car's Bluetooth, he could see on the dashboard that the caller was Little Wu from the Calligraphy and Painting Association.

He drank too much last night, and the later things became more and more unclear. He didn't even remember how he got back last night, so he completely forgot about Little Wu bringing Han Meiqing's wedding invitation to him, so he didn't think much and directly pressed the answer button on the steering wheel.

On the other end of the phone, Little Wu's flattering voice came, "Vice President Xiao, it's me, Little Wu. Why didn't you come to the association today? Did you drink too much last night?"

Xiao Changkun gave a hum and said listlessly, "I drank quite a bit last night, and my head still hurts. What's up? Is there something at the association?"

"Nothing." Little Wu hurriedly said, "I'm just afraid you are uncomfortable from drinking too much, so I called to ask. If you have anything today that's inconvenient for you to drive and you need me to be your designated driver, just say the word!"

As he spoke, Little Wu didn't wait for Xiao Changkun to speak and hurriedly added, "By the way, Vice President Xiao, my wife's family has studied some Traditional Chinese Medicine and has a hangover-curing recipe, as well as a liver-nourishing recipe. Someone like you who often drinks needs to nourish your liver well. If you don't mind, I'll have my wife boil the medicinal soup at home and deliver it to your house later, how about that!"

Although Little Wu didn't attend yesterday's banquet, on the way to drive President Pei and Xiao Changkun home, he listened to the two drunken old men chat all the way.

These two drank too much, and neither had a gate on their mouths, so they called each other brothers all the way and poured out their hearts.

Little Wu learned from their conversation that President Pei was seeking a promotion, and Xiao Changkun, this Executive Vice President, was the best candidate for the next President, and he also had President Pei's full support, so the chance of being elected was naturally quite high.

Moreover, Little Wu sent Xiao Changkun home yesterday and knew that Xiao Changkun actually lived in the top-tier Tang Chen Yi Pin villa, so he had a deeper understanding of Xiao Changkun's financial strength.

The Calligraphy and Painting Association was originally a hobby association. When selecting a President, seniority and professional knowledge weren't important, but social circles and asset strength were important measures.

After all, the association's funds were tight usually. If a rich person became President, it would definitely alleviate the gap in the association's funds to a certain extent.

Looking at it this way, Xiao Changkun becoming the next President was just a matter of time, so Little Wu wanted to take the opportunity to flatter Xiao Changkun well. After Xiao Changkun took office, he would have a chance to become his confidant.

Xiao Changkun wasn't a fool either, and could naturally hear the naked and unadorned flattery in Little Wu's words.

He naturally wouldn't refuse such a little brother who delivered himself to his door. In order to enjoy the feeling of being flattered and curried everywhere, he said without hesitation, "Little Wu, you have a heart. I'm just preparing to go out to pick up my daughter, and we'll eat dinner outside tonight. How about this, you bring the boiled medicine to my house after ten o'clock tonight, how about that?"

Xiao Changkun had deeply understood President Pei's way of controlling people, deliberately giving Little Wu an opportunity to serve, and deliberately dragging the time very late, in order to test Little Wu's loyalty.

Little Wu on the other end of the phone was overjoyed and said, "Alright, Vice President Xiao, then you go ahead and get busy. I'll call you when I arrive at Tang Chen Yi Pin after ten o'clock tonight."

Ma Lan listened on the side, both shocked and angry, her eyes almost rolling to the sky. She thought to herself, "Damn, this Xiao Changkun is truly rising in the Calligraphy and Painting Association, he even has a lick-dog! If he really becomes President, wouldn't he look at me with his heels?"

Xiao Changkun, who was flattered by Little Wu, saw Ma Lan's shock at this moment and deliberately put on airs. He gave a hum and said, "Hmm, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Little Wu said respectfully, "Alright, alright, President Xiao, you hang up first."

Xiao Changkun was about to hang up the phone when Little Wu suddenly remembered something and hurriedly blurted out, "By the way, President Xiao, there's one more thing!"

Xiao Changkun said casually, "Speak."

Little Wu hurriedly said, "You drank too much when I sent you home last night. I don't know if you remember, the invitation Professor Han asked me to give you, I put it in the armrest box for you. You must not forget!" ===== CHAPTER 3048 =====