Yuan Qinglang seemed to be afraid of Fu Nanli's repentance, so he quickly agreed to come down, and laughed at Fu Nanli in his heart. Everyone outside said that he had many black bellies and many city capitals. I'm afraid it's not all false names.

As a result, Fu Nanli and Yuan Qinglang signed the land transfer contract, and two thousand mu of land in western Xinjiang would be owned by Fu Nanli.

And Fu Nanli also fulfilled his promise, and soon helped yuan Qinglang solve the problem of his resort in Shangri La.

Yuan Qinglang returned to Dubai happily.

In Fu Nanli's office of Zhonghuan group, Fu Cheng leaned against his desk and said, "yuan Qinglang thinks he has found a big bargain. When he knows how much he has lost, do you think he will make trouble?"

"It's up to him. The contracts are signed."

"Yuan Er is going to start a new round of regret. He can't do it. He's not a businessman. He doesn't have the ability to judge the situation. He refuses to help the Fu family. Other people don't want to help. The yuan family is given the opportunity to them. They don't want to. Tut, I think the yuan family is not rich for three generations. Yuan Qinglang is going to destroy the yuan family's foundation."

Fu Nanli sneered and did not decide whether it was possible.

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this time passed quickly. Wenqiao's graduation defense was in May. By the end of April, her thesis had not been completed.

Fu was an orthodox businessman. He couldn't give any advice on music. He regretted that he didn't learn classical music from his father, so he could share some common language with Wenqiao.

Wen Qiao's thesis is the contradiction and integration of folk music and western music, with a large structure. She wrote with passion and inspiration. She wrote 20000 words, but the number of words in her undergraduate thesis was between 6000 and 8000.

Her pain is deletion. She finds it difficult to eliminate every word.

After sending it to the teacher, the paper review teacher also said that 20000 words are 20000 words, and there is no need to delete them.

At that time, Lu youyou only picked out 3000 words, which was half of the standard of 6000 words. When he learned that Wenqiao had written 20000 words, he was really crying: "how can the difference between people be so big? Why can you write 20000 yuan? I can only write 3000 yuan. I also checked a lot of information. I'm so afraid that I will check again and find out something wrong. "

Wenjo: if you need my help, just say I'm better than a computer

Wen Qiao is familiar with folk music and western music. His proficiency is the same as Lu youyou's in the entertainment industry. As long as Lu youyou asks, Wen Qiao can give an answer immediately.

The reply in May came as promised.

Wenqiao and their folk music club's reply was all passed, and Wenqiao's reply was made into a video, which became the propaganda video in the enrollment brochures of CCTV.

At the same time, Lu youyou brought news: "Xu Lu Yanbi."

The reason for the delay in graduation was that she didn't complete her credits, passed her graduation thesis, and failed to participate in the graduation defense.

In the past, those alumni of No.9 middle school were all surprised. Xu Lu used to be a top student, and even failed to graduate successfully in University.

After all, it was the entertainment industry that confused her eyes and she lost her heart.

Wenqiao shook his head and ignored it. He left the Liszt building and met Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is now a famous violinist. After graduation, he arranged a world tour, starting from Haicheng, and then all the way to Europe, America and Australia. His schedule was very full.

He and Wenqiao are S-level into the school, and graduated with the S-level, two people have become the eyes of the full class big man.

"Good luck with your performance." Wenqiao sincerely wished.

a group of people walked along the French Wutong trail along the school, stopping in front of the red folk music building and sitting on the steps.

Lu youyou brought a soda for everyone, and a group of young people talked about the future with high spirits.

"Wenjo, don't you have a concert tour? No matter how busy you are, I will join your folk music club or add me. "

Wenqiao touched the cold glass bottle and solemnly said, "well, there are a lot of things this year. Maybe it will start from next year. If it goes well, the concert will be held after June next year."

At present, it's important to protect your life. The blood has not been collected completely. You can put everything on the job.