The Master’s Mask Unveiled Again
Chapter 826 - 825: Not That I Didn’t Do Well, I Did Too Well!

Chapter 826: Chapter 825: Not That I Didn’t Do Well, I Did Too Well!

Xiao Jianli was bombarded with phone calls from early in the morning.

Kang Hongbin was extremely concerned about Lu Mian’s grades; one call followed another. If he didn’t act fast, Lu Mian might end up belonging to someone else.

What were phone bills in the grand scheme of things?

But the more Xiao Jianli ignored the calls, the more uneasy Kang felt, fearing that something might go wrong.

This time, Mo Si had no other choice but to seek help from Xiao Jianli.

"Old master, Dean Kang insists on speaking with you," he said.

With a sigh, Xiao Jianli relented and answered the call, "Hello?"

His voice did not convey much satisfaction.

Kang Hongbin, who was sitting in his office, straightened up immediately upon hearing Xiao Jianli’s voice.

"Mr. Xiao, what’s the situation? You keep ignoring my calls, haven’t you promised Lu Mian to someone else?" he asked.

With a less than elegant "ptui," Xiao Jianli spat.

Xiao Qimo, who was reading a financial magazine aside, glanced at his grandfather, surprised. The old man had been beyond worldly desires for many years, but his emotions had fluctuated more than usual recently.

A ding from the cell phone indicated an incoming message.

"It’s not about that, Mr. Xiao. We had an agreement; Lu Mian was to definitely apply to my school, and no one was to compete with me for her!" said Kang.

Xiao Jianli spoke gravely, "It’s not about whether she’s applying or not."

Xiao Qimo opened the message deliberately and slowly.

Anxious, Kang pressed for an answer, "Then what is it about?"

"It’s about the grades..."

Xiao Jianli’s face was solemn, and just as he was about to explain that Lu Mian hadn’t performed well this time, Xiao Qimo had already stood up and moved to sit beside Xiao Jianli, showing him something on the phone.

Xiao Jianli squinted at it.

At the sight, he clutched his chest, nearly unable to catch his breath.

This, this, this...

"Mr. Xiao, what about Lu Mian’s grades? She got first place in the national physics competition; she should get at least an additional 20 points for that. By my reckoning, she must have scored 680 at the very least, right?" Kang insisted.

Still in shock, Xiao Jianli hadn’t come back to his senses.

In a flurry, Mo Si jammed a couple of heart-saving pills into the old man’s mouth before the matter was settled.

"Mr. Xiao?" Kang was still prattling on the other end, finally asking with some disbelief, "Don’t tell me Lu Mian didn’t do well this time?"

Xiao Jianli finally recovered, gasping for air and spat more emphatically, "She didn’t just do well, she did fantastically! Our Mianmian scored 789!"

Kang Hongbin was slow to comprehend, thinking he had misheard.

He had never heard of such a score before.

The old man, not quite steady in his breathing, eyed the screenshot of the college entrance examination results passed by his grandson and instantly felt proud and elated.

It was a stark contrast to his previous serious and grave tone.

"What I meant just now," Xiao Jianli said with great pride, "is that our Mianmian scored so well, no school is worthy of her! Hahaha!"

Kang Hongbin was utterly dumbfounded.

"Mr. Xiao, don’t make jokes with me..." Kang said.

"I’m not joking with you. Subtracting the 40 bonus points, her raw score is 749. How about that, impressive, isn’t it?"

"7... 749?" Kang Hongbin felt a surge of blood to his head, a lack of oxygen to his brain, and he thought he might stop breathing.

Xiao Jianli hung up the phone with immense pride, well, one must give the other party some time to buffer, after all.

He also covered his chest, trying to calm his rapidly beating heart for a good while.

Old age had caught up with him; he really couldn’t handle such stimulation anymore.

He quickly thought of something and, full of energy, instructed, "Mo Si, get me the number for the advertising agency. We’re going to keep doing that wall advertisement. Quick, quick, quick!"

Mo Si did not react.

Mo Si was still busy doing mental arithmetic, counting on his fingers.

If he could gain one IQ point by following Miss Lu every day, then after just 100 days, his IQ would be unbeatable!

Xiao Jianli had no choice but to look up an advertising agency’s phone number and call them.

They somewhat heartlessly rejected him.

"Sorry, old gentleman, we’ve already arranged another advertisement."

There was an air of, "You ignored me just now, now you can’t afford to reach me."

Who asked Xiao Jianli to decisively and cold-heartedly turn down their schedule half an hour before?

"How much are they paying you? I’ll offer ten times that!"

The other side remained firm, "I’m sorry, old gentleman, it’s not about the money. Our company just wants to do something for Wucheng and promote the province’s top scholar’s unbelievable achievements for free. To talk about money would be... vulgar."

Those in the advertising business have a very keen sense of smell.

Today, as the examination results were released and all eyes were on the event, they had been closely watching Kunpeng School. After hearing about Lu Mian’s results from the school, they immediately arranged the biggest wall advertisement.

How could they possibly miss such a great promotional opportunity?!

Xiao Jianli paused, then slowly "Oh"ed, "Okay then, thank you."

Advertising agency: ?

Without explaining much, the gleeful old man hung up the phone. He then started to call his old buddies one by one from his contact list.

Heart-stopping occasions like this shouldn’t be experienced alone.

Xiao Qimo watched the old man, who hadn’t been this happy in many years, and smiled slightly before sitting back down on the other side of the sofa.

His joy wasn’t as obvious as Xiao Jianli’s, but it was clearly a good mood nonetheless.

He had looked at the screenshot of the score countless times, growing prouder with each view.

Their little rascal was just too excellent.

At this moment, a group message arrived from the IEG internal software.

Lovers of Squad Three: [Squad One, I heard that the international mercenary organization and Chixia Sect of Z Country have been at odds recently, should we get involved?]

Without the leader present, everyone now sought the opinion of Squad One’s commander before taking action.

Xiao Qimo, in a good mood, leisurely replied.

[No need, we’ll talk if someone submits a request.]

After sending the message, he opened the red packet feature, casually entered a string of numbers to express his mood.

The group message immediately notified that someone had snatched the red packet.

They were incredibly quick.

Lovers of Squad Three: [Dad! Do you need a leg accessory?]

Moon of Squad Five: [78,900 bucks? Squad One, are you testing the software’s limit for red packets?]

Xiao Qimo replied with a smile on his lips.

[No. We have a joyful occasion at home and wanted to share it.]

[Congratulations.]

[Throwing flowers~]

[Such a big red packet must signify a huge joyful occasion! Congratulations!]

[78,900, does that number have a special meaning?]

There was another wave of messaging.

Xiao Qimo didn’t reveal much, as everyone in the organization valued privacy and concealing their identity, so naturally, he wouldn’t disclose anything further.

Lu Mian had seen these messages, especially the red packet, and instinctively wanted to click on it.

But as soon as she saw that it was from Squad One, she immediately lost interest.

Not only did she not take the red packet, but she also directly sent a message in the group.

[Please do not bring personal emotions into the organization @Squad One Commander God of Death.]

After sending the message, she exited the software with a mix of pride and arrogance.

——

On this side, Lu Xinnuan had been waiting in front of the computer early in the morning to check her college entrance examination results.

Fu Man and Lu Zhizhai had taken the day off from work to stay at home.

As soon as Lu Xinnuan saw her scores, the whole family immediately immersed themselves in joy.