The rebirth confession failed, the school beauty is anxious

Chapter 111

Wang Shanshan responded in a depressed mood: "I only know that he is a student of Jiangzhou University!"

The person she arranged to go out copied the surveillance video from Jubao Pavilion, and then sent the photo of the person who bought Xu Beihong's original work to the school, and the school only reported a phone number.

Wang Liqun asked curiously: "Then why are you calling him? What does the six million that the eldest sister just said mean?"

Just as Wang Shanshan was about to speak, Wang Lirong glared at her.

Wang Liqun smiled helplessly: "Sister, I really know I was wrong, please give me a good beating!"

He beat the eldest sister because of Bai Qianqian.

After that, the eldest sister never paid attention to herself again.

Wang Lirong glanced at him lightly: "Get up, and don't come to me and Shanshan in the future!"

Wang Liqun had tears in his eyes: "Sister, do you really want to hate me forever?"

Wang Lirong frowned and said, "You want me to get angry?"

Wang Liqun sighed sadly, then stood up and left the office.

Wang Shanshan advised softly: "Sister, let the past matter go by now. The whole family will live in harmony!"

Wang Lirong stood up, straightened her cheongsam, and said calmly: "I'm going back to the provincial capital to take care of my father. Take care of yourself, remember my words, and have less contact with your second brother... Also, don't trust anyone except me!"

After saying these words, Wang Lirong left on high heels.

Wang Shanshan looked at the eldest sister's back in confusion.

a long time…

She sighed softly: "The family must end up in such a situation!"

After Wang Lirong got into a BMW, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Tang Yuanshan's number.

Tang Yuanshan smiled and said: "Will the sun come out in the west today? Will you take the initiative to call me!"

Wang Lirong said calmly: "Wanxing has no chance at that vacant land in Wangjiang District!"

Tang Yuanshan tapped his fingers on the table: "Is there any chance?"

Wang Lirong only said lightly.

Tang Yuanshan had a headache: "I hope my news is wrong. If Wangjiang District is really developed and Henderson Land seizes the opportunity, our real estate field will be completely crushed by Guo Yuncong!"

After Wang Lirong was silent for a moment, she asked, "When will there be definite news?"

Tang Yuanshan took a sip of water and lowered his voice and said: "The meeting scheduled by the municipal government is in three days. The latest news will not be available until noon on the third day at the earliest!"

Wang Lirong didn't say anything anymore, but hung up the phone directly.

. . . . . .

Zhou Chen brought Wu Qiang to the studio.

Introduced to Wu Hui and the other three.

Wu Hui grinned and handed over a cigarette: "We all believe in Wu, and we will be brothers from now on!"

"Thank you, Brother Hui, I don't smoke!"

Wu Qiang politely pushed away the cigarette Wu Hui handed him, and shouted with a smile: "I'm new here, please give Brother Hui more advice in the future!"

Zhou Chen looked at the information on the changes in the bank account balance, and then opened a text message from Guo Yuncong.

"You guys settle down with Wu Qiang, I'll go out and do some errands!"

Zhou Chen left a message and rushed to Rick's Coffee Shop with the scroll in hand.

Guo Yuncong trusts himself because he is strong enough to find himself.

In front of the richest man in Jiangzhou, he didn't dare to have other ideas.

Besides, when doing business, you have to be honest.

Arriving at the door of Rick's Coffee Shop, Zhou Chen saw five Mercedes-Benzes, all of the same color.

He walked over and found Guo Yuncong's car.

Guo Yuncong was chatting with a rosy-faced old man.

Seeing Zhou Chen coming over, Guo Yuncong smiled slightly and said, "He's here..."

Zhou Chen walked straight over and handed the painting to Guo Yuncong.

Guo Yuncong smiled and said: "With a net worth of nearly ten million at a young age, you have already surpassed 99% of your peers in the country!"

Things that could have been bought for tens of thousands of yuan ended up costing more than eight million yuan. If you say you don't feel bad, you'd be lying.

Zhou Chen smiled modestly: "Thank you, Boss Guo!"

Guo Yuncong handed the painting to the old man next to him for identification.