Chapter 182: Can He Be Good to Qingqing?

Lu Jing suddenly felt that he rashly mentioned breaking up in the game that day, and spent money to send world news, which was simply the only thing he had done since he was so old, and the most undesirable thing he had done.

"Nothing." Su Qing naturally wouldn't tell people these things casually.

"If you need help, let me know, I might be able to help." Lu Jing had to ask clearly, wanting to know if she had seen the breakup he mentioned earlier, and whether she was angry about it.

Su Qing didn't understand why he was so concerned about her affairs.

She's not used to it.

"Lu Jing, I'm tired and want to rest, so be it." After Su Qing finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

As for the breakup incident in the game, she doesn't like that J at all, and she doesn't know J, so naturally she won't be angry or uncomfortable about it.

Su washed up lightly, lay down on the bed, found a book casually, and read it.

Lu Jing looked at the phone that was hung up, so he had to write down Su Qing's number, and then returned the phone to Lin Hui, and sat down in a daze, not even wanting to talk about business.

Lin Hui couldn't help but ask him, "What did you say gently?" ”

Lu Jing frowned: "She said that the injury was not serious, and she didn't want to come out for me to see." ”

"She lives in a girls' dormitory, she doesn't come out, don't rush in, otherwise something will not happen." Lin Hui said, "I'll go see her later." ”

"Then I'll buy some food and drink, and you can bring it for me later." Lu Jing suddenly stood up and hurriedly ran outside.

Lin Hui looked at his back, a little worried: "It seems that he has been targeted by this wolf cub, can he be good to him?" ”

Meanwhile.

Zhang Shanshan took Wang Xiaolian and finally met Zhang Shanshan's 'father', a fat man in his 50s.

When the fat man saw them coming, he was holding a chicken leg and gnawing on it.

Zhang Shanshan immediately gave the fat man a look.

The fat man put down the chicken leg and asked: "You are my Shanshan's classmate, I heard that you are very good at drawing, and the design drawings you draw are also very good, come, let's sign a contract, sign the contract, you can get one million a year in the future, but you have to draw 100 design drawings to Shanshan every year." ”

Wang Xiaolian's face was full of excitement, and she nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I'll sign." ”

She immediately sat down, picked up a pen, and signed her name on the paper.

Zhang Shanshan glanced at the fat man on the side, and couldn't help but laugh happily.

Soon, Wang Xiaolian signed her name.

Zhang Shanshan immediately picked up the document, and then said to Wang Xiaolian: "Xiaolian, you go back first, after you go back, you start to draw the design drawing, when can you take out 100 design drawings that are at the same level as the design drawings that were thrown in the trash last time, my dad will give you 1 million when I want." ”

"Okay." Wang Xiaolian nodded hurriedly, nodding, and she tried hard to think about what the two design drawings she threw away more than a month ago were drawn.

After that, Wang Xiaolian took a taxi back to school, in the car, she kept recalling, but more than a month had passed, and she really couldn't remember what she was painting at that time.

And in the restaurant.

After Wang Xiaolian left, Zhang Shanshan and the fat man looked at each other and smiled, and then she gave the fat man a few hundred yuan and sent the extra away.

Then Zhang Shanshan took the contract in her hand, which can be said to be completely squeezing Wang Xiaolian, and excitedly returned to the rental house that her father rented for her.

The person she just took Wang Xiaolian to meet was not her father Chen Zhongyi at all.