I Turned Wild After Being Doted On By The Big Bosses - Chapter 1549

Chapter 1549 – 1549 Who Is This Qiao Lan? A Big Boss Fight!

1549 Who Is This Qiao Lan? A Big Boss Fight!
The smile in Pei Yunge’s eyes turned even colder and there was an obvious ruthlessness in them. Even Yang Zhenkun could not help feeling his scalp turn numb.

Yang Zhenkun only found out that Pei Yunge was very likely Lin Lanjun’s granddaughter when he heard Song Yao say that this afternoon.

However, the strange thing was that there were no rumors about Lin Lanjun’s relatives online.

Yang Zhenkun checked for a long time and only found out through Song Yao’s personal account that his master was the heir of the Qin Corporation in Country A and the youngest musician in the International Musicians’ Association, YUN.

However, half a year ago, as YUN’s personal account was deleted from the Internet, her news disappeared.
It was obvious that Pei Yunge did not like the attention of the public.

Pei Yunge was calling Xuan Yuan when the other party answered quickly.

She said slowly, “Xuan Yuan, help me investigate what this Qiao Lan is.”

Xuan Yuan was speechless.

Xuan Yuan was silent for a while before he asked hesitantly, “Max, have you ever thought that I’m the boss of CI7?”

Because of Pei Yunge’s tone, he even thought that he was her subordinate who was working hard for her.

“You can’t? If you can’t, I’ll get someone else to do it.”

Pei Yunge’s tone was casual. Xuan Yuan’s eyelid twitched. Sensing that this father might hang up the call in the next second, he immediately called out.

“No, no, I can do it!”

Pei Yunge nodded. “Then I’ll transfer the money to your account when the time comes.”

However, with that said, this master quickly hung up the call.

All of Xuan Yuan’s words were stuck in his throat.

Was this the arrogance and coldness of a capitalist?

At this moment.

Suddenly, Pei Yunge heard Yang Zhenkun say, “Master, why didn’t you let me investigate?”

The moment she turned around, she saw Yang Zhenkun’s bitter expression. “Why do you have another dog?”

Pei Yunge thought for a moment. “Because you can’t find out.”

Yang Zhenkun was speechless.

The heart attack came so abruptly.

…

On the other side.

The sudden change in the rules of the academic exchange competition in Continent K surprised most people.

After all, wasn’t it completely up to the mentor’s standards to team up with students??

The original student competition would probably become a fight between big shots?!

As everyone felt their hearts flutter, they also felt that this matter was getting more and more exciting.

However…

There were also people who felt that the new rules of this competition were difficult to deal with, such as Yun University.

Yun University had come all the way to Continent K and did not plan to find a participating mentor to suppress the situation.

However, if the mentors lost in a round of competition, the mentors and school would be the ones who would be embarrassed.

The professors of Yun University had a good mentality. Even if they lost the competition, they would say gently in the interview after the competition that they were lacking in ability and were very different from those top professors in school.

However, the new rules of the competition were clearly very abnormal. Not only did they lose one round, they even drew lots for the revival competition.

“It’s alright. I’ll participate in the next round with Professor Ceng.”

Seeing that everyone’s mood was down, Jian Xi raised her chin. “So what if she lost? It’s not embarrassing. Anyway, she’s not dead yet. Why are you in a hurry to come to a conclusion?”

Jian Xi was open-minded. She did not plan to let Pei Yunge mess around with her in order to win this competition.

If Pei Yunge’s identity was really exposed in Continent K, it would definitely cause a commotion.

She was Y.G.’s student, so how could she be a sore loser?

However, the expression of the girl who returned from the draw was especially ugly.

“Damn, are the rules of this competition really not deliberately targeting us?”

Professor Ceng asked, “Who did you draw?”

The other party was silent for a while with a dark expression. Under everyone’s gaze, he squeezed out a few words. “Barker Institute of Technology, Mentor Qiao Lan.”

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