I got excited. I saw my ex-girlfriend sitting across from me on a blind date.

Chapter 332 Bus

After hanging up the phone.

Zhang Lan and He Qing looked at each other and seemed to think that the last sentence of the woman named Geng Lingqiu was a bit strange, but it was probably just an illusion.

Zhang Lan asked playfully from the back row: "Senior, this Miss Geng's attitude towards us is not the same as yesterday. This phone call today is obviously an apology to us."

Lin Zhengran drove the car and answered, but he was not surprised:

"As we expected yesterday, Geng Jiasheng should have found someone to check my information yesterday. Coupled with this morning's news, this made him scared even though he still didn't know my details, so he just checked my information this morning. Will promise us."

Zhang Lan smiled: "So the seniors have completely guessed it, but they are doing the right thing. Otherwise, they will offend us, not to mention the seniors. I will never let them go in the future."

Lin Zhengran glanced at the gentle Zhang Lan and smiled helplessly. He always felt that Lan Lan was inexplicably evil.

Not once or twice.

He Qing didn't understand at all; "Lanlan, Zhengran, what are you talking about?"

Zhang Lan responded and explained yesterday's events to He Qing.

"Qingqing, let me tell you, this is what happened yesterday afternoon. Didn't senior accompany me to the oil painting gallery to look at oil paintings?"

"Well, we are going to open an oil painting studio. Didn't Geng Jiasheng just call and say that he will come to support us? Then it will depend on how I can turn all those customers into senior connections."

Lin Zhengran looked back at Zhang Lan and smiled: "Don't worry, our family is very rich, this little money is just a drop in the bucket."

I'll give you 50 million. Then you can buy more oil paintings and make the layout of the oil painting gallery more attractive. If it's not enough, let me know. "

As a result, just when he was confused, Lin Zhengran said:

"Lan Lan, I thought about it this morning. Since we are going to open an oil painting studio, let's not make it big from a young age. Instead, we can build the largest one in Wisteria City in one step. In this case, giving you a few million will definitely not be enough.

Zhang Lan nodded slowly: "That's right. I was just a little shocked when I heard 50 million. After all, it is difficult for even a rich person to come up with such a large amount of money at once. But if we have a relationship in the future, seniors, I’m afraid it will cost a lot of money, our family’s capital.”

"How many?"

Anyway, Lin Zhengran now has a full 1.7 billion in his pocket, and if Wenwen's fans are added to it, it will increase even more in the future. It will be impossible to spend it all.

But after Lin Zhengran finished speaking, he stopped talking about He Qing this time.

He Qing was just curious: "How much would it cost our family to open an oil painting studio? I still have a little..."

Even Zhang Lan opened his eyes wide.

Lin Zhengran: "Fifty million, what's wrong, Lan Lan, don't you know everything about me? Fifty million is not a lot."

He Qing feels that her family is already wealthy, but it is difficult to take out so much at once.

He Qing: "How much more?!!"

After Zhang Lan finished talking about it, He Qing was shocked: "Lan Lan, you mean you are going to open an oil painting studio next week?!"

For Zhang Lan, how easy is it to build relationships with Lin Zhengran?

But for He Qing's silly brain, it's hard to say that she doesn't know how to deal with interpersonal relationships, but she definitely can't win over others like Zhang Lan.

Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment and thought to herself.

Although 50 million sounds like a lot, the senior is also connected to Mr. Jiang Qian and Mr. Jiang Jingshi.

Zhang Lan smiled: "No, I have some savings in my hand, and the senior said that he would definitely give me a few more million, which would definitely be enough."

Zhang Lan absolutely believed in Lin Zhengran's ability.

Especially since Jiang Qian is already the senior's wife, it would be easy for the senior to do some business with these two big bosses and earn 50 million yuan.

The car is finally arriving at school.

"Wait!" He Qing was surprised: "What? Zhengran said you want to add a few million? Does Zhengran have that much money?"

Zhang Lan knew from Lin Zhengran's eyes that the senior would not lie.

She smiled slightly: "Don't worry, senior, I won't let the senior lose this money. I will make it back sooner or later."

The two of them had a thorough conversation here.

As a result, He Qing's mouth was open and her eyes were dull. My head was in a mess, and I couldn't react for a long time.

How much? How much? ! What are you talking about to Lan Lan? Spend 50 million to open an oil painting studio?

Fifty million, fifty million!

Where did Zhengran get so much money?

Lin Zhengran looked at He Qing's dull eyes and smiled: "Ah Qing, wait until I come back from the concert with the students in the afternoon. I will answer you if you have any questions."

He Qing looked at Lin Zhengran and gave a small response.

Although she didn't understand it, she also realized it.

My own man, my own Zhengran, turned out to be a rich man? !

She grabbed the driver's seat, with a look of shock on her face and eyes inexplicably filled with excitement: "Zheng Zhengran, you, how much money do you have? Why do you have so much?"

Lin Zhengran said casually: "A few hundred million, you sisters must have enough for your daily expenses."

Her eyes widened again: "Ah?! Hundreds of millions! So our family is so rich!"

Zhang Lan also swallowed. She really didn't expect that the senior's savings actually amounted to hundreds of millions.

But He Qing suddenly thought of her sister.

Wow, poor Yingying, how could you have thought that Zhengran's casual words were worth hundreds of millions.

The hundreds of thousands earned by our sisters are nothing more than fluff to Zhengran.

Lin Zhengran seemed to have guessed He Qing's thoughts at this time and explained:

"Money is just a stepping stone. It is important to establish a foothold. Ah Qing, you and Yingying, when your careers reach the top, the value you have will not be measured by money, but your influence." It’s the key.”

After hearing this, He Qing felt that it made sense.

When the time comes, I will use Taekwondo to win glory for the country, and my fame and reputation will probably help Zhengran a little bit.

The car arrived at the school gate.

Lin Zhengran found a bus parked in front of the school.

Lin Zhengran looked at the information on the bus and thought, wasn't this the bus he took the time to book online?

We agreed to arrive at nine o'clock, why did we arrive after seven o'clock?

Moreover, Lin Zhengran also found that the school gate was noisy, and a group of familiar faces were running around noisily at the school gate.

They are all students from Grade 2 and Grade 6.

Lin Zhengran's car drove past slowly.

The students from Grade 2 and Grade 6 at the door didn't notice Lin Zhengran's car at first.

Or was Wang Quanan standing at the school gate looking at something and suddenly said: "Teacher?"

Then the eyes of Class 2 and 6 came over.

"The teacher is here?"

"teacher."

Lin Zhengran pulled down the window and looked at the people gathered around him. Among them was Song Biao: "What's going on with Squad Leader Song? Why is the bus here so early?"

Song Biao first said "Good morning, teacher" and then explained: "We paid some money ourselves to let him come early."

Lin Zhengran was helpless: "Are you free? Even if you come early, the concert won't start until eleven o'clock."

Song Biao scratched his head and smiled: "Everyone wants to go early."

At this time, a student suddenly said: "Teacher, is there someone in the back seat of you?"

(End of this chapter)