"What did Sir Ren teach today?" Tong Zhenye casually asked Tong Lan during dinner as he was somewhat curious about what Ren Baqian would talk about.
Deep down, he accepted the fact that Ren Baqian had lots of good stuff. No matter if it was the cement, red bricks, glass factory, or even the solar furnace, they were indeed very useful. Ren Baqian took all these items out seemingly at will, and nobody knew how many more things he still had up his sleeves.
At the very least, the glittering colorful lights that he saw at Yangxin Palace Hall these past two days were not known to him before. Neither were the two standing floor lamps nor the sofa, all which were on display at Yangxin Palace Hall. In addition, there was the laptop which Tong Lan said could produce sounds. There was also the ice making machine, which really added up to too many things.
This was the reason why he sent his favorite granddaughter to the Black Bamboo Academy.
