Chapter 974 A blessing in disguise, Director Zhang
Zhou Muze, once one of the nine princes in the Inner Sea, has now become a tragic disabled person.
"Su Mu, you have a habit, are you here to kill me?"
Zhou Muze was on the other end of the phone, his voice was extremely resentful.
Su Mu heard something was wrong with the sound.
Madness.
That's right.
It's that kind of madness that is desperate.
The Zhou family was defeated, but they were not dead.
Zhou Muze's legs are disabled, but he is still alive.
The Zhou family's beauty is enough to allow him to live a superior life throughout his life.
Compared with the dead heir of the Qi family, what else is he not satisfied with?
Zhou Muze is not a guy with the courage to fight desperately either.
The more this time, the less Su Mu felt that he could ignore the other party's threat.
He pondered for a while before he said with a smile:
"Mr. Zhou, can we be more generous? What should we do to me?"
Zhou Muze's voice on the other end of the phone was gloomy and proud:
"Hehe, let everyone around you be careful. From now on, I will let you know what chaos is. Do you dare to come to see me? I have prepared a big gift for you."
Listening to the sounds conveyed on the phone, Su Mu's brows frowned immediately.
He instantly understood the meaning of Zhou Muze's words.
Obviously, the other party found a strong backer.
Who will this backer be?
It's nothing more than Huai's.
Zhou Muze wants to meet, so Su Mu naturally cannot be weakened.
Lao Zhang's son and wife were sent to the hospital as soon as possible. Jiang Wangshu's words could sentence everyone to death.
On the contrary, Su Mu felt a little guilty when facing Lao Zhang.
This is a complete disaster for Lao Zhang.
Su Mu felt that he should do something to make up for the other party.
After all, Qingcheng Entertainment is very important in the future.
Because this is the most important channel for his mobile phone belief power.
After leaving the police station, he asked Lao Zhang in the car:
"Brother Zhang, how did you arrange your child's future?"
Old Zhang was stunned and suddenly felt a little excited:
"My kid is quite hard-working and his IQ is acceptable. He wants to go to MIT or Harvard."
Su Mu nodded, shook his head again, and asked directly:
"Did you know there is a school in Europe called Lengshan?"
Old Zhang was stunned:
"Lengshan? What school is this?"
Jiang Wangshu was driving and was so excited that he slapped the accelerator.
He turned his head in shock and looked at Su Mu, with deep jealousy and a look of wanting to swear.
As a small group of people in this world who are truly at the peak, Lao Jiang naturally understands one truth.
No matter how top-notch or awesome a university is, no matter how many elites it has been cultivated, no matter how awesome it is, even if it rules all walks of life, it is useless.
Because only a very small number of people can truly achieve class leapfrogging.
This class crossing does not refer to money.
These outstanding top talents are still... migrant workers.
Few people know that there is another type of school in this world that is not visible or dewy, and you have never even heard of a name.
But what they trained was the best.
The cold mountain in Su Mu's mouth is an extremely ancient school in Europe.
That's right.
It is a school, not a college, and it has no fame.
Even many big names don’t know the existence of this school.
There are no more than 200 students in this school, from the age of eight to thirty.
But there are more than 500 teachers in this school.
On average, one student has at least two full-time teachers.
What are the identities of students who can enter this school?
Let's say so.
Amelica's presidential son and grandson are not even qualified.
The descendants of the Hongwu Zhu family have this qualification, but the Hongwu Zhu family has a lot of knowledge and look down on this school.
If Lao Zhang's son can enter this school, his future prospects cannot be said to be limitless.
When introducing myself, just the four words from Lengshan are unimaginable horror resources.
This connection is not just wealth, power is as simple as it is.
Of course Lao Zhang didn't know Leng Shan, but he was not stupid.
Jiang Wangshu's reaction shows too many problems.
He immediately became excited.
Is this considered a blessing in disguise?
"Mr. Mu, this school...! Is the admission qualification very strict? Do my boy have that qualification?"
Jiang Wangshu rolled his eyes and said directly:
"I was not qualified back then. Do you think your son has it?"
Zhang Yimo suddenly shivered all over, looked at Su Mu in horror, and waved his hands repeatedly:
"Forget it."
Su Mu patiently explained:
"This school is in Europe, but I don't want to tell you the specific location. Every year, there are as many as more than ten students, as few as two or three. The courses from elementary school to university are all included, and there is no graduation period.
The credit system, you can graduate after completing the credits. To be honest, only inheritors from aristocratic families are qualified to enter, but I can send your son in with just one word. It will be very hard. Some people go in at the age of seven or eight.
He hasn't graduated even at the age of thirty."
Lao Zhang stammered at Su Mu, his mouth a little a little.
"Then... what should I learn?"
Su Mu couldn't help but laugh:
"Of course you learn everything."
There is no reason why Zhang Yimo disagrees.
But he was a little flattered.
After all, he felt that the relationship between him and Su Mu was far from familiar with this level.
It's nothing more than directing a draft, he is the champion.
But in this draft, he should be grateful to Su Mu.
Without Su Mu, there would be no such draft.
Without this draft, how could he turn the tables? How could he make money?
So he simply signed Qingcheng Entertainment to repay his kindness.
And now, Su Mu actually gave his son another chance to completely change his destiny.
This kind of kindness can only be repaid in the future.
"Mr. Mu, I won't say anything thankful. Lao Zhang, this little thing in my belly is yours."
Su Mu got off the bus halfway and asked Jiang Wangshu to drive Lao Zhang to the hospital, but he stopped a taxi and slowly appeared at the place he made an appointment with Zhou Muze.
This is a building outside the Fifth Ring Road in the southern suburbs of the imperial capital.
Su Mu got out of the car at the door and walked in swagger.
On the top floor of the building, Zhou Muze stared at the surveillance camera in front of him.
When Su Mu entered the door, he made a very humiliating gesture to the hidden camera.
Zhou Muze was so angry that his nose was about to be crooked.
He thought that Su Mu was humiliating him.
Looking at Su Mu's appearance, he was walking leisurely in the garden, and it was like walking around the market.
The entire building is already very cautious.
Su Mu could naturally feel the masters lurking in the dark.
They are all from the ancient martial arts sect.
And one-third of ancient martial artists.
In the lobby of the building, a middle-aged man in two rows of strong men in black suits with sunglasses were standing behind him. He looked at Su Mu coldly and stopped him.
"You are Su Mu?"
Su Mu nodded with a smile.
The middle-aged man looked him up and down:
“I want to check.”
Su Mu raised his hands indifferently.
If you follow the local customs, you should act like a showman.
The other party checked it carefully and didn't even let go of his hair.
After confirming that Su Mu did not bring any weapons, the middle-aged man said:
"My young master is waiting for you, please come with me."
Su Mu let this group of strong men surround him in the middle and stuffed him into an elevator almost like an escort.
The elevator slowly rose and soon arrived at the top floor.
The middle-aged man looked like a knife and stared at Su Mu and said lightly: