Chapter 631

Because she was in class, it was difficult for her to answer the phone, so she put it on mute and sent Chen Nan a text message back.

"Sister Nan, I'm teaching. I'll be there in ten minutes. You order the food first and wait for me, but don't eat first!"

Chen Nan smiled and replied: "Tell people well, don't be anxious while the food is waiting for you."

Lin Yuan didn't pay attention to her side. He was also on the phone, and the person he was talking to was Xie Yunian, Wubai's manager.

It is a coincidence that Xie Yunian was born in Nanwan Province, and he and the great director Lan Shuiqing are not far from each other.

Both of them are developing in the entertainment industry, so naturally they have known each other for a long time and have a close relationship.

Hearing that Lin Yuan wanted to get to know him and that he had the intention to develop in the entertainment industry, Xie Yunian immediately became interested, chatted with Lin Yuan for a long time, and finally agreed to help build a bridge to introduce Lan Shuiqing to Lin Yuan.

After the call ended, Zhang Long had parked his car in front of the Guangzhou restaurant where he had dinner last time.

Lin Yuan and Chen Nan got off the car and were heading towards the hotel door.

Chen Nan's cell phone rang suddenly, and when she saw the name of the caller, she smiled.

"This girl is very active as soon as she hears about the meal. Is she dismissing the students early?"

Lin Yuan was noncommittal, still thinking about meeting Lan Shuiqing.

Suddenly, Chen Nan's expression changed, he stopped and said.

"What are you talking about? Did you break someone else's antique, or a Ming Dynasty vase worth 800,000 yuan?"

...

Beihu Community is a better high-end real estate in Fengtian.

Although it is not first-class, it is as dazzling as the famous official or Lin Yuan's Rhine River.

But those who live there are often high-income people such as civil servants or doctors and lawyers.

At this time, Liu Shiyu stood in the living room of one of the houses with a face full of panic.

At her feet was a pile of broken porcelain pieces. The blue pomelo on the white background was burnt with gold edges, making it look like the vase was quite delicate before it was broken.

"This bottle was handed down from my ancestors. I had experts estimate it two years ago, and it cost more than 800,000 yuan. Now that you've broken it, what do you think we should do?"

A man in his forties with hair that reached his shoulders asked her coldly.

Liu Shiyu's face turned pale from the shock.

When she heard that the bottle was worth more than 800,000 yuan, she was dumbfounded. If she worked hard for 800, it would still be about the same. If she sold it for 800,000 yuan, it wouldn't be worth that much.

"Mr. Park... you had to clean up and asked me to help pick it up, but before I even touched the bottle, you accidentally broke it. Can't you blame me?"

"What are you saying, I deliberately tricked you?"

"From your school, let's call the police first, and then go to your teacher and principal!"

Pu Bucheng's eyes widened, and he used the tried and tested method in the past to scare Liu Shiyu, who seemed to have no experience in the world and was probably just a graduate.

"I... I am a graduate of Dongda University, but why are you asking our school to do this? You really broke the bottle yourself."

Liu Shiyu blinked, her heart racing like a deer, panic and fear.

She was originally unwilling to accept Mr. Pu Bucheng's order, but the fee for a single class he offered was too much. Others only received thirty yuan per class, but Pu Bucheng was willing to pay a high salary of two hundred yuan.

This made Liu Shiyu very excited.

Because her sister in the country called and said that she was preparing to save money for high school, and her family couldn't even raise the living expenses for her to live on campus, and she was still short of a thousand dollars.

Liu Shiyu was anxious to earn the money.

But the usual tutoring fee is about thirty yuan per lesson.

She couldn't find a job every day. It would be difficult for her to save a thousand yuan from her living expenses.

But as soon as I arrived under the Nanhu Bridge today, I met this painter who drove a Nissan and called himself Pu Bucheng and asked her to teach daily English conversation for a few days.

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