Fight To the Third Generation

They parted ways at the pier.

A round-faced girl drove a Porsche and picked up Nong Qingying.

By the way, he also called a truck to pull away the large bags, clothes, jewelry, etc.

Except for the wedding ring.

Aunt Hua will belong to Nong Qingying,

Human beings are not as good as heaven, and in the end there was an accident and he died young.

got off the boat.

Su Yehao stretched his waist, and Driver Ni had already pulled over.

I originally wanted to find Yin Liuli.

After the phone call, she learned that she was watching a movie and had just entered the venue, so she simply let her finish the movie and go home first.

The wharf is only five minutes away from Panlong Villa.

This person's name is Qiu Wanfeng, one of the minority shareholders of Lisboa.

His main business is to develop real estate in Singapore, and he is also involved in the financial market. He is worth a lot of money.

Dad was in charge of the introduction. Su Yehao greeted his friends one by one, smiling and doing all the courtesy.

Then we chatted again, about selling a house.

Hearing the price of 53 million, Father Su nodded and seemed quite satisfied.

It is an idle asset.

It's not a big problem to have one more set and one less set. Anyway, no one lives there, so I leave it alone.

Knowing that the money was invested by his wife and the account was in the name of Su Yehao, Father Su didn't say anything more.

There was a strong uncle who took the lead in stuffing 30,000 yuan.

Including Qiu Wanfeng, several other uncles also began to give Su Yehao pocket money.

In just a few words, he actually got more than 100,000 yuan.

Until Su Yehao took the cash upstairs, he was still dizzy.

To be able to come to the house and play cards and chat with Father Su is enough to show that his status is not bad and he has some strength.

No one is inferior to the 300,000 to 50,000 yuan, and it is regarded as a meeting gift.

After returning to the room and counting the money, he found that there were more than 140,000 in total.

Su Yehao finally discovered that his "intermission"

Work hard and earnestly.

Except for the occasional fish, he is generally positive, with goals and pursuits.

And recently?

Staff training.

The third is to seriously investigate opportunities to make money and strive for self-sufficiency.

No longer lying on the sea of ​​gold and silver at home, down-to-earth step by step, relying on your own efforts to achieve success...

After thinking about this, Su Yehao's dream came back.

He went to the study decisively, got textbooks to review mathematics, and immersed himself in the problems for more than an hour.

Until Yin Liuli called and said that the movie was over, and asked if she wanted to have a meal together.

A Ferrari F50.

He quickly drove out from the gate of the Su family compound.

This is the so-called "intermittent ambition"...

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I only got home at twelve o'clock last night.

So much so that when he went to school on Monday morning, Su Yehao was exceptionally Buddhist.

The footsteps were vain, and he walked towards the teaching building.

Huang Zewen was in high spirits and returned to his old appearance again.

He came to Su Yehao early in the morning and joked that he was very grateful. His stock price rose ten points.

to this.

Su Yehao was too lazy to care. He got up in the morning and read the newspaper. The article described the Su family as "broken tail of the gecko, selling to survive".

By the way, the yin and yang are strange, saying that it is fortunate that Sihai International did not go public, otherwise the shareholders would definitely lose a lot.

It's just a momentary gain and loss, there's no need to compete with Huang Zewen.

Anyway, on the Su family's side, the difficulties faced by suppliers in asking for debts have been passed smoothly. At present, it is very safe to wait and see.

Before Class.

Gao Yu also came to Su Yehao and talked about the transfer of the property today. It seemed that he was afraid that Su Yehao would regret it temporarily and not want his three-story building, so he was careful.

This matter has been handed over to a lawyer, and Gao Yu was very happy when he learned that the transfer could be done today.

This morning.

The third and fourth lessons are all music lessons.

The music teacher is a gray-haired man in his fifties with glasses.

The teacher's English name is Figo.

His classmates like to call him "Big Brother Dafei".

Private school.

The treatment is good, yes, but the salaries are all given by the students.

The learning committee formed by parents even has the power to make the school expel teachers.

In an aristocratic school like Donghuang Rose Middle School, the teachers' tolerance for students is quite high.

Called Da Fei in private, nothing happened.

Regarding the resignation of math teacher Yang Zibo a few days ago, they would only think that the guy was stupid in reading, and it would be hard to be sad.

Afterwards, a group of teachers discussed and analyzed in the office.

I felt that if it was just targeting Linda Yun, it would be okay to provoke a young master of Su Yehao's level, which would be like asking for trouble, losing my head and killing myself.

Just went to class.

Teacher Figo clapped his hands to attract attention and said:

"In a few months, Hong Kong City will hold a celebration. With the help of our honorary principal, we won the opportunity to record and broadcast a chorus performance and celebrate the ceremony for our school. It may be on TV, or even included in a special album. "

The students of the two classes are sitting together in the large lecture hall.

When I learned that I had the opportunity to appear on TV, my classmates' interest was instantly aroused, and there was a lot of chatter.

Su Yehao intends to make up for sleep, but he is not interested in music lessons.

However.

I just heard Mr. Figo continue to say:

"For this reason, our school board has dedicated one million Hong Kong dollars to invite songs from major record companies in Hong Kong and buy songs that meet the requirements. We should buy two or three songs, so this time the choir can find many students. Participate in, high school freshman and college preparatory students can also join, the choir places are limited, I will notify you to sign up when the time comes."

I was thinking about the one million Hong Kong dollars.

When Su Yehao was in a daze, he was suddenly called by the music teacher.

"Also, everyone here may not be clear. Su Yehao was named by the "Hong Kong Morning Post" the day before yesterday. Some people compared him to the superstar of the Hong Kong City Uranus."

Figo looked at him and continued: "I didn't expect that there is a talented musician hidden in our class! This really makes me overjoyed. You can write your own songs?"

Other people's songs, Zhang Guan and Li Dai~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Su Yehao has never done such a thing, and he is not so thick-skinned.

He knew his own abilities, but he really didn't want to admit it.

But once you don't admit it, you can't explain the source of the song.

He could only bite the bullet and answer: "...Forget it, I'll sing and play by myself."

The class suddenly became quiet.

Jiang Yu, who was sitting in the front row, turned around, his eyes full of surprise, thinking when will he write songs?

Buck Tooth Jun and He Shaofan suddenly booed.

They each shouted:

"I've heard it! It's very good!"

"Brother Hao! Sing one! Sing one!"

Su Yehao, who was sweating coldly on his back, glared back and motioned to shut up quickly.

Last Saturday morning.

Under the advice of the editor-in-chief, "Gangcheng Morning Post" published a provocative article.

However, Su Yehao was not famous.

The singers of Hong Kong City are also unwilling to offend the wealthy for no reason.

No one followed suit, and of course it didn't even cause a storm, so it was covered up by a lot of news.

Music teacher Figo, who happened to hear about this from a friend, asked at this moment, "Su Yehao, come up and sing a song? I have a guitar here."

Su Yehao decisively waved his hand.

Deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Unfortunately, I have a cold and my voice is hoarse. Next time!"

"Teacher Report, I have a tape of his singing, and I recorded it that day!"

In classrooms.

A crisp voice sounded.

The girl who spoke was not Miss Vera, who had a bar under her name.

He looked at the white girl who was talking, and it seemed a little familiar.

Sighing and thinking:

"Just about to get away with it, we don't know each other well, what are you doing..."