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The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Former bigshot, Ying Zijin, woke up one day as the lost daughter of the Ying family, who had been missing for fifteen years. The Ying family promptly adopted another child to replace her. Upon returning to the wealthy family, everyone mocked her for not being as clever, capable, sensible, and elegant as a fake heiress. Her parents considered her a stain on the family and warned her not to harbor any illusions of being a lady of the family. They said she should be grateful for being a foster daughter, or else they would send her away. Ying Zijin: "I'll leave then. No need to see me off." While the Ying family celebrated joyously and others waited to see the real heiress make a fool of herself, influential figures from various fields took action. The top-rated idol with the most influential fans said, "Miss Ying, just let me know if you need anything." The heir to a global economic monopoly said, "Ying family? What's that? Boss, should we just wipe them out?" The number one martial artist in the country asked, "Who dares to bully my master?" The genius teenage boy with an IQ of 228 said, "That's my sister." A man with an incredibly seductive appearance smirked lazily and casually, saying, "Sure, then call me brother-in-law." The influential figures were confused. When the real heiress' true identity was restored, it caused a sensation on the internet. The Ying family went crazy and knelt, crying and begging her to come back. The international powerhouse family said, "Sorry, let me introduce her. This is our real heiress." Reborn as a king, making a strong comeback and launching a counterattack!

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046 A bank card thrown at Jiang Moyuan's face

B=2W Baud

This is the formula for the maximum symbol transmission rate of an ideal low-pass channel.

If your major doesn't involve physics, you wouldn't understand this formula, let alone the Chinese terminology associated with it.

It definitely isn't a formula that a high school student could come across.

He Xun was so startled that he froze for three seconds.

It wasn't until the girl, who had been looking at her phone, slowly lifted her head.

Her pupils flickered; her eyebrows and eyes were faint.

The slanting sunlight added a chill to the girl's facial contours, like clouds turning into snow, cold and captivating.

When He Xun met her gaze, he hesitated again.

Ying Zijin handed her phone to Xiu Yu and stood up, "Wait for me a moment."

Xiu Yu was in the midst of a top-up and looked up, "What's up?"

She looked over, puzzled, and saw He Xun standing at the back door.