"Big Bless, over here!"
Just after landing, he saw a short-haired beauty in a red mini skirt at the airport arrivals gate, dressed in a mature and sensual style.
This person was none other than her own older sister Jin Yuanyuan, who shared the same body as him.
Jin Yuanyuan, twenty-six years old, graduated from Tsinghua University, is currently managing the family business with her mother and is an ordinary person with high IQ and EQ.
In this world, both wizards and qi practitioners require qualifications.
Wizards refer to it as the wizard's bloodline. Without this, there is no magic power, and without magic power, studying magic is useless.
It is the same for qi practitioners. Without the qualification to refine qi, no qi refining method can produce qi. The qi mentioned here is the same energy as magic, just with different names.
In his family, only he possesses the qualification, while the rest are just ordinary people. Moreover, except for his father, no one else knows that he is a wizard who can perform magic.
After his parents' divorce, they had little contact with each other. It wouldn't be unusual if they didn't even call each other this time, unless he was going back to China.
And the original body, Jin Baobao, rarely sees her mother and sister, and she doesn't think it's necessary to let them know about these events that have nothing to do with ordinary people. She also fears that her mother and sister will be afraid of her because of her witchcraft identity.
So he has always been pretending to be an ordinary person to communicate with others.
"Sister."
George pulled his suitcase forward, showing a smile that was just right.
Jin Yuanyuan took a look at her younger brother from head to toe, patted his shoulder and smiled:
"Two years haven't been long, but you've grown taller than me!"
Two years ago, when she saw this younger brother, he was a shy little boy of 15.
But now, one glance, it's hard to associate him with a boy, just two years older, and the change is so huge.
Height is secondary, and the face can also clearly show youthfulness, but it's mainly the demeanor.
It's height, face that shows obvious youth, mainly is temperament.
Following the mother company for these years, anyone who sees people, younger brother walked over that face to face feeling, hard to see him as seventeen years old.
"Sis, you're even more beautiful."
George smiled.
Jin Yuanyuan is definitely considered very beautiful among ordinary people.
In wealthy families, generations are matched with beautiful people, so their descendants naturally won't be lacking in looks.
As the daughter of a wealthy family, she has been carefully nurtured, and her temperament, manners, and knowledge have also been greatly improved. In ordinary people, she would be like a phoenix among chickens.
Of course, it's just among ordinary people. Compared to the elves of Middle Earth, or compared to Lúciën's kind, there's no comparison.
However, it might also be because he has seen too many elves, which has led him to become somewhat immune to the beauty of women.
"Your little mouth is really sweet, it seems you've pampered a lot of little girls in school."
Hearing his younger brother complimenting her beauty, Jin Yuanyuan laughed out loud.
"Mom has an urgent business trip and won't be back for a few days. In the meantime, sis will take you out for a good time, eat some delicious food. You probably couldn't find much good to eat in that London place."
"That's good, don't forget. Dad has specially hired a Chinese chef at home to prepare the cuisine."
"You said Mr. Wang, his level is just average in China. The places I take you to eat are where the real taste lies!"
They walked and talked, becoming familiar with each other quickly.
Jin Yuanyuan was clearly a social butterfly, his mouth is like a machine gun, topics are endless, and George also answered in a very accommodating way, maintaining the atmosphere very well.
"By the way, tonight I'll take you to meet some friends. Since Dad is planning to shift the business back to China, you will definitely have to deal with them in the future."
George shook his head after hearing Jin Yuanyuan's words:
"I'd rather not. I don't like that kind of dealings, and I don't plan to inherit the family business."
"I heard there's a White Cloud Temple around here. I'd like to go there for a stroll tomorrow, as I'm quite interested in these Taoist sects in the country."
The original Jin Baby was a wizard, and after graduation, his ideal was to join the national Quidditch team to play Quidditch, and he had no intention of inheriting the family business.
So what he said didn't seem particularly out of place.
As for wanting to visit the White Cloud Temple.
The magical books he looked through contained little description of China's cultivation world. It only mentioned that most qi cultivators come from temples.
The most famous Daoist temple in Beijing is the White Cloud Temple, the ancestor hall of the Daoist Lóngmén sect, known as "the first monastery of the Quanzhen School".
Perhaps a visit there could allow me to meet domestic qi cultivators and gain an understanding of the domestic cultivation system.
"Daoist temple, little brother, you mustn't learn me. If you go to the temple to live, Dad might get angry and die. He's counting on you to inherit the family business!"
Hearing George's words, Jin Yuanyuan was instantly jolted awake.
George said directly:
"That's where you come in. I have no interest in business, and I will never inherit the family business, which I've said for two years now."
"Never mind, mom's company is enough to keep me busy."
Jin Yuanyuan waved her hand.
Although wealthy families are always full of cunning and schemes, she hasn't even thought about stealing from her father's company, which shows she still has some backbone.
As a genuine talent who was admitted to Tsinghua University on merit, she is different from those spoiled second-generation children who only eat and drink.
She has her own pride and wants to create wealth with her own abilities, not just by inheriting the family business.
"What happened with that classmate of yours who went to the temple to become a monk?"
His eyes lit up, and George had some interest in the classmate Jin Yuanyuan had just mentioned.
Jin Yuanyuan slightly raised the corner of her mouth.
"That guy is called Wang Ye, the third son of Wang Weiguo, the CEO of Hai Zhi Group. I would say he's my childhood friend. He's very smart and capable, doing everything well, but it seems like he doesn't care about anything."
Like me, he was admitted to Tsinghua University on merit, but I have to admit, he got in much easier than I did.
"But this guy might have been hit on the head by a donkey. In the third year of Tsinghua University, he suddenly gave up his studies and went to Wudang Mountain to become a Taoist monk. He hasn't come back yet."
"Sis, do you like him?"
Even if you don't use mind abilities actively, you can guess a little from her expression at the moment.
Jin Yuanyuan immediately blushed:
"Stop saying such nonsense. I, a future strong woman with ambition, would never like someone as lazy and aimless as him."
As if she was afraid that George would continue this topic, she quickly said:
"Alright, the White Cloud Temple it is. I'll take you there tomorrow. As a matter of fact, I know the Liu Daoist from there. Mom has donated quite a bit of money to the temple in order to win over a major customer who believes in Daoism."
"Are there any interesting legends about the White Cloud Temple?"
"What kind of legends?"
"Like magic spells or something?"
"I'm telling you, little brother, this is the age we live in now. You still believe in this stuff? Even Liu Daoist and others themselves say to believe in science."
"I'm just curious."
After several probes, George found that Jin Yuanyuan, as a rich second-generation individual in the social elite, seemingly really didn't know about the existence of qi cultivators.
This means that domestic cultivation is well-hidden. Even among most wealthy people and high-level officials, their existence is unknown to ordinary people.
