Chapter 690: Han Nian's Name Makes the World Louder

At ten o'clock in the evening, the mountainside villa is brightly lit.

Han Sanqian fell into endless regret.

He had been sifting through the information for two hours since the eight o'clock security department handed him the information about the hotel and restaurant.

And it's not just him, everyone in the villa joins in, even He Ting, who can't read a few big characters, was dragged into the battlefield by Han Sanqian.

"No, I can't. ”

"Neither will this one. ”

"The place is too small to accommodate many people. ”

"The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great-grandson's 100-day banquet. ”

"It's too quaint, no, my granddaughter is not suitable for such a place. ”

Everyone has their own different opinions, so a lot of things are taken into account.

Han Sanqian slumped on the sofa, he knew that this kind of work should not be interfered with by him, and it would be better to hand it over to Mo Yang directly, and let him worry about it.

"I'm really asking for myself. Han Sanqian said with a bitter face.

Su Yingxia glared at her and said, "Can such a big thing as my daughter be called suffering?"

Han Sanqian shrunk his neck and hurriedly said, "Haven't I finished speaking, bitter and sweet." ”

For Han Sanqian, who had no position in front of Su Yingxia, everyone else was surprised, and they just smiled faintly at this and didn't say anything.

Su Guoyao is the person who sighs the most in his heart, with Han Sanqian's current status, he can still love Su Yingxia so much, I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest luck.

I think that when Han Sanqian first joined the Su family, who would have thought that Su Yingxia would have this day, and who would have thought that Han Sanqian, who was spurned by thousands of people, could be so high now.

If Jiang Lan hadn't been obsessed, she wouldn't have embarked on this dead end, and there was endless glory and wealth waiting for her.

However, Su Guoyao did not have the slightest pity and sympathy for Jiang Lan, from the moment she threw Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wanted to kill her himself.

At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also left, but he did not go back to Huaguo directly, but went to another place first.

He has to prepare a generous gift for his great-grandson whom he has never met.

At the Royal Theatre, Bert, the world's most famous pianist, had just finished one of his concerts, and for a great artist like him, every concert could attract many aristocrats to the scene, and the high price of tickets for his concerts was second to none in the world.

"I'm sorry, Bert doesn't accept any personal interviews, even if you're a nobleman, please leave. Nangong Boling did not appear until after the concert, but was stopped by Bert's bodyguards.

"I kindly advise you, if you don't want to die, just go away, you have no right to stop me. Nangong Boling said lightly.

The bodyguard smiled coldly, daring to be so disrespectful to Bert, doesn't this old thing know what kind of status Bert has in high society, even those royal nobles have to be polite to Bert.

"I also advise ......"

Before the bodyguard finished speaking, he was suddenly hit in the chest with a blow, his eyes widened, his face showed an expression of disbelief, and then he fell down in a daze.

When he died, he probably didn't know what was going on.

When the other bodyguards saw this, they were like facing a great enemy.

And Bert, who was in the lounge, was very angry when he heard this, how could a high-quality artist like him be qualified to meet him without an appointment in advance.

"Whoever it is, let him get out of here, warn him not to offend me, or I'll let him survive here without a chance. Bert retorted.

As soon as these words fell, the door of the lounge was kicked open, and the bodyguards outside the door had all fallen.

"Great artist, his temper is really not small. Nangong Boling walked into the lounge with a smile on his face.

"Whoever you are, get out of here now, or don't blame me for being rude, do you know who I know. Bert threatened Nangong Boling.

As the world's largest reclusive richaire, in the eyes of Nangong Boling, these so-called artists are no different from street performers.

"Of course I know that in this country, you have the backing of the royal family, but I happen to know such a person, and I have informed him, and I believe he is already on his way. Nangong Boling said lightly.

Bert smiled disdainfully, only thinking that Nangong Boling was bragging to him.

But it didn't take long for an old blonde man to appear, making Bert tremble.

Isn't this the royal bigwig he knows?

"Mr. Nangong. The old man walked to Nangong Boling's side and shouted respectfully.

This move made Bert even more unable to believe his eyes, as the almost supreme figure in this country, he would show a groveling side to people!

"This piano player, is it your friend?" Nangong Boling asked lightly, the master of the high qin, the top famous artist, in his eyes, seems to be a piano player.

"Back to Mr. Nangong, I do have a deep friendship with him, but if he offends you, he and I will no longer be friends. The old man said.

"It's not offended, but I'm going to let him be a teacher for my great-granddaughter, you see. Nangong Boling asked.

"With his early piano attainments, he is definitely the best choice, and it is also his honor. The old man finished speaking and glanced at Bert.

Bert hurriedly said: "Mr. Nangong, this is my honor, how can I refuse." ”

Nangong Boling smiled faintly, the so-called great artist is nothing more than that.

"In that case, then you should cherish this honor, I heard that there is a person who is very good at painting, what is called Stanford, can you contact him?" Nangong Boling asked Bert.

"I am an old friend with him, and if Mr. Nangong wants to find him, I can help. Berton said, heading his head.

"Okay, tell him that he will come to China within three days, and you both will go and be teachers for my great-granddaughter. Nangong Boling said.

Bert had a question that he was very curious about, wondering how old Nangong Boling's great-granddaughter was, after all, whether it was a piano or a painting, they needed talent, and if they missed the period of developing their talents, it would be useless even if the two of them were masters.

"May I ask Mr. Nangong, how old is your great-granddaughter this year?" asked Bert.

"It's not been a hundred days. Nangong Boling said.

"No...... Less than a hundred days!" Bert looked at Nangong Boling in astonishment, a child who couldn't even walk, what kind of piano painting did he learn?

Nangong Boling frowned dissatisfiedly and said, "What's the matter, do you have any opinions? Although my great-granddaughter doesn't understand anything now, isn't she worthy of being your student?"

"No, no, no. Bert shook his head in a panic and said, "Mr. Nangong, I didn't mean that, it's just that she's too young, and I don't know what to teach her." ”

"If you don't know how to teach, you can play the piano to her, draw a picture for her, and give you a lot of money. Nangong Boling said.

Bert's heart was so bitter, in the eyes of outsiders, he was the top figure in the industry, and now he was going to play the piano to a child who was less than 100 days old, if this was known to outsiders, wouldn't his name as a great artist be laughed at, but he didn't dare to refuse, after all, even this royal big man had to be respectful to Nangong Boling.

"Mr. Nangong, I know what to do. Bert said.

"By the way, my great-granddaughter's name is Han Nian, if you announce it to the public, you will say that you want to become her personal teacher, and let my great-granddaughter make a name for herself. Nangong Boling said with a smile.

In the face of this unreasonable demand, Bert refused in his heart, but the reality was that he could only agree.

"No problem, please rest assured Mr. Nangong, I will announce this matter with Stanford. Berton said, heading his head.

As two of the world's most famous artists, the international news has dominated the headlines and caused earth-shaking movements in both fields.

The next day, the news exploded all over the world.

This is also the first time that Han Nian has left a name in the world.

Huaguo, Sujia company.

Shen Lingyao, as a temporary director, except for some important documents that need her to sign, she spends almost all of the rest of her time in boring time.

I can only watch the news and watch small videos to pass the boring work time.

At this time, Shen Lingyao saw a news with the word Han Nian hanging on the headline, which made her can't help but click in.