"This narcissistic emperor of the subjugated country." Duanmu Baolian secretly thought in her heart, "With the power of the whole country, he has achieved the pinnacle of his art and created brilliance. This person is the true emperor in the history of literary painting, but there are other

…”

"Paintings by Song Huizong?" Duanmu Baolian looked at Yang Nairu and asked curiously.

"Yes!" Yang Nairu said.

"Old Yang, is this your daughter?" A middle-aged man next to him, about the same age as Yang Nairu, couldn't help but asked out of curiosity.

"Obviously not. Look at me like this. How can I give birth to such a beautiful girl?" Yang Nairu said with a smile, "She is the boss of Jinmeifang."

"Ah... Mr. Mei actually invited the boss..." Then, the middle-aged man looked at Duanmu Baolian and couldn't help laughing.

Yang Nairu introduced to him that the middle-aged man's surname was Zhou, and his name was Zhou Zhengguo. He had an upright appearance, and his name was also upright and ordinary.

"I'm talking about Lao Zhou. Boss Baolian said that he wants to go to Jinling University." Yang Nairu suddenly laughed.

"I want to go to school, please don't treat it as a strange thing, okay?" Duanmu Baolian didn't understand. Shouldn't children of her age go to school?

"How old is this child?" Zhou Zhengguo frowned and asked, "Is he sixteen years old?"

"Mr. Zhou, I am eighteen years old!" Duanmu Baolian said, "Although I have not yet reached my eighteenth birthday, I am already eighteen years old..."

"Oh?" Zhou Zhengguo looked Duanmu Baolian up and down for a moment, and then said, "Graduated from middle school?"

"Yeah, so, I wanted to go to Jinling University, but Mr. Yang just said it as a joke... humph." Duanmu Baolian said dissatisfied.

"Ha..." Zhou Zhengguo laughed for a while and then said, "Did you do well in the college entrance examination? Is the total score 300 points? Let me tell you, if it is less than 300 points, you will provide 1 million to help students.

Fei, I will let you go to Jinling University, otherwise, Lao Yang will tell you, it won’t work..."

Duanmu Baolian was stunned and looked at Yang Nairu blankly.

Yang Nairu couldn't hold it back anymore and burst out laughing. Someone next to him joked: "My boss Baolian has made tens of millions just now, so he can still afford such a small amount of tuition assistance."

"Lao Zhou, are you too shady?" Yang Nairu smiled and shook his head, "One million tuition subsidies, you really said that."

"Isn't Mr. Mei famous for being stupid with money?" Zhou Zhengguo said, "Since I want to send someone to Jinling University, what if I ask him to help with the tuition? You know what the hell, those poor people in the valley every year

I don’t know how many children there are who can’t afford to go to school? This money is not for me, why can’t I ask? Since there are first-class rich people who want to go to school, I naturally don’t care about recruiting a few idiot students.

A small amount of tuition assistance can be considered as doing good deeds for them."

"You are talented but rich but stupid. Your whole family is rich but stupid." Duanmu Baolian couldn't bear it anymore. That night, there were so many people burying Mr. Tai Mei. It seemed that Mr. Mei had become a rich man.

It’s synonymous with stupid people.

Yang Nairu continued to laugh, even with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, little girl, tell me, how many points did you get in the college entrance examination? Is it 300 points?" Zhou Zhengguo asked.

Duanmu Baolian was very depressed. She wanted to go to school. Should such a normal thing be treated as a joke? She immediately said: "Five hundred and fifty-two points."

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Chapter completed!