Yuan qinglang seemed to be afraid that Fu Nanli would go back on his word and hurriedly agreed to it. At the same time, he mocked Fu Nanli in his heart for being so mediocre. People outside said that he was so two-faced and shrewd, but they were probably all just for show.
Hence, Fu Nanli and Yuan qinglang signed the land transfer contract, and the 2000 mu of land in the Western part of Xinjiang would belong to Fu Nanli.
And Fu Nanli had also fulfilled his promise, quickly helping Yuan qinglang solve the problem of his Shangri-La Resort.
Yuan qinglang returned to Dubai happily.
In Fu Nanli's office at the central expanse Corporation, Fu Cheng was sitting at his desk, leaning against it. He said happily, " Yuan qinglang probably thinks that he got a great bargain. Do you think he'll make a fuss when he finds out how much he's lost? "
then let him be. The contract has already been signed.
Yuan er is going to start a new round of regret. He's not good at business. He doesn't have the ability to judge the situation at all. He's not even willing to help the fu family. Other people want to help but don't have the opportunity, but the yuan family has the opportunity, but they don't want it. Tsk, I think the yuan family can't be rich for more than three generations. In the hands of Yuan qinglang, the yuan family's Foundation will be destroyed.
Fu Nanli scoffed lightly, not making a comment.
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Time passed by quickly. Wen Qiao's graduation oral defense was in may, and it was already the end of April, but she had yet to finish her thesis.
Young master Fu was a true businessman and couldn't give any advice in music. He was a little regretful that he didn't learn some classical music from his father. That way, he would have more or less a common language with Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao's thesis was about the contradiction and integration of folk music and Western music. The structure was huge, and she wrote it with passion and inspiration. She wrote 20000 words in a long way, but her Undergraduate thesis had about 6000 to 8000 words.
What pained her was the reduction. She felt that every word was difficult to remove.
After sending it to the teacher, the thesis review teacher also expressed that 20000 words were fine. There was no need to delete it.
At that time, Lu Youyou had only scribbled out 3000 words, which was still half way from the 6000 words that met the standard. When she found out that Wen Qiao had written 20000 words, she really cried her heart out."Why is there such a huge difference between people? Why can you write 20000, but I can only write 3000? I've also checked a lot of information, and I'm afraid that there will be a problem when the re-investigation results are out."
"If there's anything you need my help with, just tell me. I'm more useful than the computer."
Wen Qiao was familiar with both folk and Western music, and her level of familiarity with it was on the same level as Lu Youyou's level of gossip in the entertainment industry. As long as Lu Youyou asked, Wen Qiao would be able to give an answer immediately.
The oral defense in may arrived as promised.
Wen Qiao's Folk Music Club had passed all of their dissertation defense. Furthermore, Wen Qiao's dissertation defense had been recorded into a video and became a promotional video in the Central Conservatory of Music's enrollment regulations.
At the same time, Lu Youyou brought some news."Xu luyan."
The delay in her graduation was because she had not completed her course credits, and she had not passed her graduation thesis. She could not even participate in the oral defense.
The Alumni of ninth high school were all surprised. Xu Lu used to be a top student, but she couldn't even graduate successfully after entering University.
In the end, the entertainment industry had confused her eyes and she had lost her heart.
Wen Qiao shook her head and ignored him. She walked out of Lister restaurant and bumped into Zhuang Yan.
Zhuang Yan was now a famous violin expert. After graduation, he had arranged a world tour for his concert. It started in Haicheng, and then all the way to Europe, America, and Australia. His schedule was very full.
Both he and Wen Qiao entered the school with an S-rank and graduated with an S-rank. The two of them had already become the top bosses in the eyes of the public.
"I wish you a smooth performance." Wen Qiao sincerely wished him well.
The group of people walked along the France Wutong path in the school and stopped in front of the red folk music Building. They sat on the steps.
Lu Youyou gave each of them a bottle of soda, and the group of young people talked about the future in high spirits.
"Wen Qiao, don't you have a concert tour? I'll join your Folk Music Club no matter how busy I am."
Wen Qiao touched the ice-cold glass bottle and said solemnly, " well, there are a lot of things to do this year. It will probably start next year. If everything goes well, we can start holding concerts after June next year.
At the moment, his life was more important. The blood had not been collected yet, so he could put aside his work.