The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 973

Chapter 973: 749 Ying Zijin’s Power! [2 More]

There is no issue with re-electing a family head due to Luyan’s death.

The residents not only won’t oppose, but will support it.

Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed sharply: "When did this happen?"

"Just now." The butler gritted his teeth, "The Sage Academy just issued a notice saying they will send someone with the official hand command in the afternoon. Young Miss, what should we do?"

The position of the family head is a lifetime tenure.

If Luyan hadn’t disappeared, this wouldn’t be happening.

"Let’s see what the Sage Academy wants in the afternoon." Ying Zijin pondered, "Suddenly advancing it, there must be a reason."

The phone rang twice at this moment.

[Norton]: By the way, this man is your third uncle, right? He was going to report your blood type to Sara. I said I hate Leaangle family members, so I killed him.

[Norton]: But you aren’t really a Sage, are you?

Ying Zijin looked down: "..."

She roughly understood what was going on.

Sara Victoria sure schemed well, just using Norton’s one sentence brought the election for a family head forward.

But electing a new family head was just a matter of time.

Ying Zijin directly dialed the phone: "I have something to tell you."

In the single villa, Norton looked at the little girl shivering against the door panel and raised an eyebrow: "Alright, boss, go ahead."

"What do you think of Sinai?"

"Annoying, but also quite cute, why?"

"Hmm, she’s from the Leaangle family." Ying Zijin paused, then unhurriedly added, "Sort of my aunt."

Norton: "?"

He knew of Sinai because she had undergone bodily rejuvenation and mutation due to some alchemical medicine, and normally was an adult.

But he didn’t expect her to also be Ying Zijin’s aunt.

Holding the phone, Norton’s gaze slowly fell: "Are you that afraid of me? Sweating already?"

Sinai shook her head desperately: "No, I’m just hot."

"Oh." Norton really believed it, "There’s iced juice over there."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the little girl’s clothes to lift her up.

Sinai instinctively dodged.

But still couldn’t escape the clutches.

"Alright, what are you dodging for?" Norton smiled, "You can tell from a glance that you’ll have a flat figure in the future, I’m not interested, I only like those with good figures."

"And you’re too far in age from me, I’m not interested in kids."

Sinai: "..."

Someone please deal with this person.

**

Here.

Ying Zijin returned with the butler and Di Wu Yue to the main house.

A lot of people had gathered in the hall, clearly aware of the sudden command from the Sage Academy.

Shaoying came forward and nodded slightly: "Elder sister."

Ying Zijin nodded: "Didn’t go to the lab?"

"I was supposed to, but today’s matters are significant, a day’s delay is nothing." Shaoying frowned, "Is uncle really gone?"

Ying Zijin’s expression was rarely serious: "I will find father."

Hearing this, Bier turned and smiled: "Seems I guessed right, the election for family head is about to start, elder sister, are you prepared?"

The criteria for family head election are many, not only looking at one’s own strength but also at the backing power.

How long has Ying Zijin been in the City of the World, can her power be stronger than hers?

A young master of the Hacker Alliance is still far from enough.

"Oh, master, that little green tea is also here." Di Wu Yue pouted, "Master, I don’t want to see her."

Ying Zijin rubbed her head.

Among her apprentices and juniors, only Di Wu Yue and Xize liked to act spoiled to her.

"Hmm." Ying Zijin put one hand in her pocket, "Go up, the room has been prepared for you."

Di Wu Yue cheered: "Yay."

Bier’s face turned green.

She watched as Di Wu Yue occupied the second best room, her fingernails digging into her palm.

Upstairs.

"Wow!" Di Wu Yue pushed the door open, seeing the golden desk, she was pleasantly surprised, "Is this gold? It must be."

Ying Zijin glanced at it: "No, it’s a gold-like mineral, costs less than a tenth of gold."

Di Wu Yue: "..."

She felt a little sad.

"Today’s events happened suddenly, we’ll visit him tomorrow." Ying Zijin poured a glass of water, "Take a rest, I still need your divination help tonight."

Talking about this, Di Wu Yue suddenly got up and carried her little bag: "Master, I’m heading out for a bit, will be back in the afternoon."

Ying Zijin looked up: "Why?"

"Going out to do fortune telling." Di Wu Yue was delighted, "Gonna earn some pocket money first."

"..."

**

"No need to trouble the First Madam and the Young Lady." The steward’s face turned cold, "I can manage by myself—"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly let out a scream, falling on the steps outside the hall like a dog eating dirt.

The butler retracted his leg, clapping his hands: "Get lost!"

After kicking, he suspiciously looked at his own foot.

How come since the Young Lady gave him sweets, his body has become much lighter?

Even hitting felt vigorous.

Di Wu Yue looked at the screen again, lowering her voice: "Master, do you know someone in the Sage Academy?"

Why did these election projects seem tailor-made for her master?

Ying Zijin’s eyes narrowed slightly: "I do, but my people don’t care about these matters."

Xiu is busy saving residents while perming his hair.

Norton is taking care of children.

Norton returned to the City of the World too late; his reputation is far behind Sara and Louis.

Ying Zijin also pondered why this election for the family leader of the Leaangle family was so particular.

It’s absolutely not as simple as the steward implied.

Bier’s expression was also unpleasant: "Mom, what does the Sage Academy mean by this?"

Throughout the generations, many direct lineage members of the Leaangle family have entered institutes, but mostly the Engineering Institute.

Entering the Biogenetics Institute is not unheard of, but there are only a few.

After all, alchemy is unlike mechanical aerospace, requiring a certain talent.

Without the talent for alchemy, even if one enters the Biogenetics Institute, only genetics research is possible—core alchemy techniques remain inaccessible.

Su Wen turned around: "Yaoyao, perhaps..."

She doesn’t view power as important; she just doesn’t want Ying Zijin to suffer anymore.

"It’s fine, I know a little about each." Ying Zijin comforted Su Wen, "Mom, the family leader election doesn’t need dad."

She then stood up and signed her name under the hand command.

Witnessing this, Bier, not to be outdone, stepped forward to sign as well.

After they signed, a few other direct lineage members enrolled too.

Bier casually glanced over.

Besides Ying Zijin posing a slight threat, the others were of little importance.

This family leader election—she was determined to win.

Just as Su Wen was about to close the hand command, a voice sounded outside the hall.

"Such an important election for the family leader, I can sign up too, correct?"