Looking at Jiang Xinran, Mrs. Tong became more satisfied, and the Yu family was really good at training people.

Although Meng Fu did not accomplish much in this regard, Jiang Xinran exceeded her expectations. She had a good impression of Jiang Xinran before, not only because of Jiang Xinran's own excellence.

In the middle of speaking, Mr. Jiang came back.

Mrs. Tong stopped talking, smiled and looked at Mr. Jiang, and got up, "Old man, has Meng Fu gone back?"

"Yeah." Elder Jiang nodded at her with a lot of etiquette, but he could see that there was already a gap.

Mrs. Tong is still the same as before. She smiled and said, "Master, I'm here tonight. Actually, I am looking for you for Meng Fu's affairs."

"Fu'er?" Old man Jiang sat on the sofa, took a break with his teacup, and looked up at Mrs. Tong.

"Yes," Mrs. Tong sat down again and looked at her old man, "You should have heard that the Beijing Xiangxing Association recruits new apprentices every year. As long as you pass the entrance examination, you can go in and become an apprentice."

Hearing the two talk about this, both Yu Zhenling and Jiang Xinran paused, did not speak any more, and listened carefully.

These are outside their news.

"I heard people in the circle say that Meng Fu knows a little bit of perfume." Madam Tong said the purpose of coming today, "My father has a channel to get a place for the entrance examination of the Incense Association. Let Meng Fu give it a try."

Mrs. Tong Speaking of this, on the sofa, Jiang Xinran's fingertips were already firmly embedded in her palm.

If it was anything else, Mr. Jiang might not listen to it again.

But its about the Xiang Xie.

He didn't speak, he just thought about it, and sent a message to Meng Fu asking Meng Fu.

Mrs. Tong just lowered her head to drink tea at ease.

One minute later, Mr. Jiang received a reply. He glanced at it and then smiled, "If you have work, Fuer will go to the studio tomorrow to film. There is no time."

"Master, this opportunity is rare!" Madam Tong's smile condensed.

Old man Jiang bowed his head and took a sip of tea, looked at Mrs. Tong faintly, and shook his head, "I won't stop her what she wants to do. She likes to be in the entertainment industry, so I will support her behind her back."

Mrs. Tong glanced at Mr. Jiang and didnt say anything, "In that case, Ill reply to my father when I go back.

She shook her head secretly in her heart. She was so tempted. Meng Fu didn't want to go to the Xiang Xie. She still lingered in the entertainment circle. If he didn't take this opportunity to enter the Jiang clan, it seemed that the counselors judgment was still wrong. There should be other reasons for what happened last time.

Mrs. Tong got up and said goodbye to the Jiang family.

Jiang Xinran, whose nerves had been collapsed, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned her head, looked down at Yu Zhenling, not knowing what she was thinking, and then looked at Father Jiang, Jiang Xinran pursed her lower lip: "Sister will go to the crew tomorrow, Friday is the monthly exam, and..."

Yu Zhenling raised her head, absent-mindedly: "What's the matter?"

Old man Jiang was about to go upstairs. Hearing Meng Fu, he couldn't help stopping and looked at Jiang Xinran.

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