Chapter 299 Still drank Lafite from 1982(1/2)
After finishing the phone call with Wan Xulin, Chen Zhu walked over to join Wu Yu and the others.
"Have you just arrived too?"
Chen Zhu asked.
He came here by subway, and Tong Lan probably drove Wu Yu to the airport, but their purpose was the same.
"I'll be here ten minutes earlier than you."
Wu Yu joked about Chen Zhu: "Director Chen, you can do it. You even went to the capital to surprise the cosplayer. You don't even know that she has been showing off to me for a long time."
"I am a romantic man myself."
Chen Zhu said dissatisfiedly: "Why do you think it's unexpected that I did such a thing?"
"Forget it."
Wu Yu curled her lips: "Do you think the nickname [Director Chen] came for nothing? You have been more lively since you entered college. What is the difference between you and the grade director Lao Cao when I first met you?"
Chen Zhu thought to himself that he had just been reborn at that time, so the daddy smell on his body might not have completely dissipated.
At this time, Principal Tong Lan, who was elegant and wearing a Chanel plaid suit, also came over to speak:
"Chen Zhu, I saw that the CUHK Study Network has been advertised on TV. It seems like it was just launched not long ago."
"It is true that he is still a baby, and his foundation is very unstable."
Chen Zhu looked helpless: "However, friends in the company have said that in order to make it more convenient for primary and secondary school students to study and make up lessons, we must increase publicity."
"Oh~"
Tong Lan pursed her lips and smiled: "I can't believe that your ideological level is quite high."
"Harmful!"
Chen Zhu said modestly: "Everything is for the flowers of the motherland."
Wu Yu rolled her eyes and rolled her eyes. It sounded so hypocritical.
In fact, when chatting with Tong Lan, who I have met but am not very familiar with, and who is a relatively amiable leader (elderly), Chen Zhu's answer is fine.
Half-joking, true or false.
Of course, Tong Lan did not ask any intimate questions such as "How does your company have so much money for advertising?"
This is social scale and humor.
If it were Professor Guan Lao, Chen Zhu's answer would be much more sincere, and he would seriously explain the need to seize the "online tutoring" track to prevent others from crowding in.
Not long after, two familiar figures followed the crowd and came out.
One is old and the other is young, one is serious and the other is smiling.
"Sister cos!"
Wu Yu raised her arms high.
When Yu Xian saw his good friend and boyfriend, his beautiful red lips couldn't help but curve up, revealing a row of neat millet teeth.
She pushed the box and ran over quickly, her long burgundy hair flowing in strands down her back, blooming like the sunset.
"Principal Tong."
When passing Tong Lan, Yu Xian said hello lively, but did not stop.
"Xiaoyu!"
Passing by Wu Yu, Yu Xian waved enthusiastically, without stopping.
"Director Chen~"
Finally, she fell into Chen Zhu's arms and asked happily and sweetly: "Have you missed me?"
"Think about it!"
Chen Zhu replied with a smile.
Why don't you think about it? You are planning to use your "uncle" to test Wan Xulin's ability to harm people.
In a legal sense, Tang Xiangyue is Yu Xian's "mother", so Tang Xiangyue's brother is naturally Yu Xian's "uncle".
Chen Zhu had no intention of dealing with this family, but after listening to Yu Xiaoliang's description before, he subconsciously felt that these siblings were a little unreasonable.
Just in case, Chen Zhu didn't really have any other enemies, so he simply asked Wan Xulin to try his best on "uncle".
If they can talk well in the future, they will be fine.
If he commits a crime in the future, Chen Zhu will not hesitate to take action. After all, this is not his biological uncle.
What Wan Xulin is best at is uniting with the insiders to embezzle the company's interests. At the same time, he can secretly clear his name and transfer all the evidence of illegal crimes to the insiders.
Not surprisingly, the "uncle" is the scapegoat in Wan Xulin's plan.
Of course, if he could justly refuse ill-gotten gains and wholeheartedly protect the company's interests, Wan Xulin would not succeed.
Anyway, as long as you are greedy, you will definitely end up in a urn.
…
However, Chen Zhu will not tell the cos sister about this.
Chen Zhu only needs to be aware of these dirty tricks.
Before the Shura Field, Chen Zhu hoped that Yu Baobao would always be happy.
Next, Chen Zhu helped push Yu Xian and Professor Guan's suitcases, and they all walked to the parking lot together.
Chen Zhu didn't talk much, and he did a good job in logistics support. He mainly listened to the chatter of a few women.
Professor Guan and Tong Lan talked about the current situation of those old friends.
Tong Lan is the eldest disciple. Tong Lan has visited many of the famous painters he met in the capital this time with Professor Guan before.
So the content of their chat is:
"Is Professor Liu finally going to be promoted to dean? It's really not easy to be the dean of the Central American Academy of Painting. She has been thinking about it for a long time."
"Teacher Qu's "Mountain Picture" sold for 1.6 million, so she might earn tens of millions from one exhibition."
"Principal Ji invited you to his suburban manor? Goose goose... He has so many wine and painting collections, he must want to show them off when he sees others."
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As for the two little girls, Yu Xian and Wu Yu, they talked about school, dormitories, and even gossipy news about entertainment stars.
"Our final exam is on the 24th. It seems that there are only three theoretical exams, and there are no professional exams. Those exams will be graded according to the usual homework."
"Lu Tian has never drank since she got drunk at the bar last time. On New Year's Day, Xu Mengzhu brought beer back to play cards. She didn't even drink a sip. It was so funny."
"Sister cos, I'm obsessed with Han Geng from South Korea's Superjunior. Damn, he's so handsome! That idiot Wang Changhua said that Han Geng looks like Huang Lei. I'm so convinced that I want to block him!"
…
Chen Zhu listened silently, and occasionally he could find some information between the lines that the speaker had not paid attention to.
for example:
It turns out that art students only need to test theoretical knowledge at the end of the semester.
You don't even need to reach Guan Shanyue's level. A well-known painter in the industry can earn tens of millions from one painting exhibition.
Do Wu Yu and Wang Changhua have a close relationship in private? Why would they even tell Changhua about their hobby of chasing stars?
Also, Han Geng does look a lot like Huang Lei.
The appearance of the two people appeared in Chen Zhu's mind, and he felt that the idiot Wang Changhua was right this time.
After getting in the car, Tong Lan was the driver. Professor Guan was too lazy to squeeze in with the young people and sat in the passenger seat.
In the back row, Yu Xian is in the middle, while Chen Zhu and Wu Yu sit on both sides.
"Director Chen."
Chen Zhuzheng was thinking about the "face-colliding incident" between Huang Lei and Han Geng, and felt inexplicably happy.
Yu Xian suddenly interrupted his thoughts and took out a small bottle of wine-like liquid from his small bag.
The color is as translucent and crystal clear as amber, and it adheres to the wall of the bottle when swinging, and has a viscosity like oil.
Chen Zhu has seen the world, and he can immediately recognize that this is a red wine that has been stored for a very long time and is of excellent quality.
"Where is this from?"
Chen Zhu asked in surprise.
"Guess what it is first?"
Yu Xian pretended not to, his slightly upturned eyes were charming and proud, and there was a sense of alluring charm engraved on his delicate face.
Hearing the movement in the back row, Guan Yongyi turned her head to take a look, and said helplessly to Tong Lan:
"In Lao Ji's suburban manor, this girl saw many bottles and cans in the wine cellar, and she actually asked them directly if they had any 1982 Lafite."
Chen Zhu was shocked and turned to look at Yu Xian with some emotion.
To be continued...