Yuan Qinglang seemed to be afraid that Fu Nanli would regret it, so he hurriedly agreed, and laughed at Fu Nanli in his heart for being just like that.

As a result, Fu Nanli and Yuan Qinglang signed this land transfer contract, and the 2,000 mu of land in western Xinjiang was owned by Fu Nanli.

And Fu Nanli also fulfilled his promise and quickly helped Yuan Qinglang solve the problem of his resort in Shangri-La.

Yuan Qinglang happily returned to Dubai.

In Fu Nanli's office of Zhonghuan Group, Fu Cheng sat at his desk and said happily: "Yuan Qinglang probably thinks that he has picked up a big bargain, and when he knows how big his loss is in the future, do you think he will make trouble?" ”

"Then it's up to him to make trouble, and the contract is signed."

"Yuan Er is going to start a new round of intestinal repentance, he can't do it, it's not a business material, he doesn't have the ability to judge the situation at all, he doesn't even want to help the Fu family, others want to help but don't have that opportunity, and the Yuan family is the opportunity to hand them over, they don't want to, tsk, I think the Yuan family is only three generations rich, and in Yuan Qinglang's hands, he is going to destroy the foundation of the Yuan family."

Fu Nanli snorted lightly and did not say anything.

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Time flies, Wincho and their graduation defense is in May, and it's the end of April, and her thesis is not yet complete.

Fu Dagongzi is an orthodox businessman, and he can't give any advice in music, and he regrets that he didn't learn some classical music from his father at the beginning, so that he and Wen Qiao can also have some common language.

Wen Qiao's dissertation is the contradiction and fusion of folk music and Western music, the structure is very large, she writes with passion and inspiration, and writes 20,000 words freely, but the number of words in her undergraduate graduation thesis is 6,000 to 8,000 words.

She was suffering from the deletions, and she felt that every word was difficult to remove.

After sending it to the teacher, the paper review teacher also said that 20,000 words is 20,000 words, and there is no need to delete it.

At that time, Lu Youyou had only cut out 3,000 words, which was still half of the 6,000 words that met the standard, and when he learned that Wen Qiao had written 20,000 words, he was really crying: "Why is the difference between people and people so big?" Why can you write 20,000, I can only write 3,000, I also checked a lot of information, I'm so afraid that when the time comes, I will find out that there is a problem. ”

Wen Qiao: "If you need my help, you can say that I am better than a computer." ”

Wen Qiao is very familiar with folk music and Western music, and his proficiency is the same level as Lu Youyou's gossip in the entertainment industry, as long as Lu Youyou asks, Wen Qiao can give an answer immediately.

The May plea came as scheduled.

Wen Qiao's defense of their folk music club passed, and Wen Qiao's defense was filmed into a video, which became a promotional video in the enrollment brochure of CCTV.

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

The delay in graduation was due to the fact that she did not complete her credits, and she did not pass her graduation thesis, and she failed to participate in the graduation defense.

The alumni of the previous No. 9 Middle School were all surprised, Xu Lu used to be a top student, but he couldn't even graduate smoothly when he arrived at the university.

In the end, it was the entertainment industry that confused her eyes, and she lost her heart.

Wen Qiao shook his head, ignored it, walked out of Liszt Building, and ran into Zhuang Yan.

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

He and Wen Qiao are both S-level bigwigs who entered the school and graduated at S-level levels, and the two have become full-level bigwigs in the eyes of everyone.

"Good luck with your show." Wen Qiao sincerely wished.

The group walked along the school's plane path, stopped in front of the red folk music building, and sat down on the steps.

Lu Youyou brought a bottle of soda to each person, and a group of young people talked about the future in high spirits.

"Wincho, aren't you going on a concert tour? Your folk music club, or add me, no matter how busy I am, I will join. ”

Wen Qiao touched the cold glass bottle and said solemnly: "Well, there are a lot of things this year, probably from next year, if it goes well, after June next year, the concert will be held." ”

At present, it is still important to save your life, and the blood has not been collected yet, so you can put things on the go at work.