"Senior Brother!" Mr. Sen said helplessly: "Can we solve the matter here first?"

"How long will you still hold a grudge against Jun's family?"

Mr. Sen also struggled, "The first thing happened was just an accident. Don't think too much, it's time to get out."

"I don't care about the bad money you want to go to Jun's house to earn." Du Hua sneered: "But don't tell me this nonsense."

Just as the transcripts here have been completed.

Du Hua pushed Mr. Sen away and walked out.

As soon as I took two steps, I received the call.

Du Huaqing took a breath, tried hard to adjust his emotions, and answered the phone politely and rationally.

"Hello, who?"

"Hello, I'm Gong Ying who has contacted you before." A woman's voice came from there, and she asked with a little nervousness: "I would like to ask Dr. Du to help me with an ALS. Money is not a problem."

Gong Ying didn't dare to say that she was Jun Wan's brother, so she borrowed her name and asked Du Hua to show Ji Linbai's condition before talking about it.

...

After Jun Wan and Yan Shengsi returned home, Jun Wan packed up and prepared to go to Qian Lao’s place to attend class.

But Old Mrs. Jun called again.

"Are you really drawing design drawings?" Old Mrs. Jun was very upset: "Where is the design drawings?"

Although Jun Wan doesn't have to live in front of her now, she has saved her a lot of trouble.

But it is not great to see the growing child lose control.

The main reason is that Mrs. Jun is afraid that Jun Wan will no longer bring benefits to the Jun family.

Jun Wan had no expression on her face, and she pulled out a few scrap manuscripts that had been eliminated from the drawer of her room, looked at them and said to the other side of the phone, "I'll send them to you later."

She didn't plan to have a quarrel with Mrs. Jun now.

It is absolutely not possible until she can find a doctor who can replace Mr. Sen.

Old Mrs. Jun was stunned for a moment, "Well... that's good, send it quickly."

She was a little uncomfortable with Jun Wan's obedience so quickly.

Jun Wan hung up the phone and sent the scanned copy of the design draft. She originally wanted to stuff these pictures back into the drawer.

"Although it was not done with care, it would not be good if it was stolen and leaked." Jun Wan muttered.

Even if these versions are sold well, Jun Wan's income will still be given a lot of it before giving it to her.

How can she not know the old lady’s virtue of death?

So she will definitely not care about the manuscripts over there, just deal with them.

"But it's better to be careful as much as you can buy."

Jun Wan picked up the drawings and went downstairs to shout Yan Shengsi.

Yan Shengsi was listening to Secretary Li report on the progress of several projects in his room.

"Yan Shengsi!" A hurried knock on the door sounded outside.

No one dares to knock on the door with this frequency except Jun Wan.

Secretary Li swallowed a saliva, fearing that Yan Shengsi would get angry, and immediately said, "Miss Jun must not know that you are working, I will tell her not to..."

But when I turned around, I saw that the Yan Shengsi people were no longer in my position.

Turning his head again, the door had been opened by Yan Shengsi, and Jun Wan leaned into her head from outside.

"You have a safe in your room, right?" Jun Wan came in with the design drawings, "Let me lend it to you."

"Go and let it go."

Secretary Li widened his eyes. He had followed Yan Shengsi for so many years and didn't even see any corners.

Secretary Li followed Jun Wan firmly.

Does he trust Jun Wan so much now?

"Where is the password?" Jun Wan turned her head.

Yan Shengsi was still doing things, so he tore off a piece of paper and wrote a string of numbers and handed it to Jun Wan.

Jun Wan blocked the box with her body and frowned while entering the password, saying, "Your password is too long, isn't it easy to remember if it's four ones?"

Yan Shengsi flipped the documents in his hand, "You can think of four or ones."

"It's convenient for me to remember." Jun Wan opened the cabinet with a smile.

When Jun Wan saw the appearance in the cabinet clearly, she was stunned for a moment, but soon put her things in as if nothing had happened and closed the cabinet door and locked it.

This made Secretary Li, who wanted to glance inside, feel extremely regretful.

"Let's go, don't wait for me for dinner today, I have to draw until very late." Jun Wan left the Yan family with her own things on her back.

Mr. Qian's car had been waiting outside for a long time.

"Good apprentice, we won't study today, so we will take you to meet people in the circle." Mrs. Qian saw that Jun Wan seemed to have few friends, so she simply took Jun Wan to expand her connections.

Jun Wan followed Qian Lao to the teahouse and found a man and a woman sitting inside, holding a teacup and sitting quietly, all of whom were graceful like a painting.

A man is very tall and looks not a stunning look, but he looks clean and attractive.

The woman is very beautiful, with a scent of books all over her body.

"This boy is a student I have coached before, named Mu Cang."

The boy who asked Mu Cang to stand up and nodded to Jun Wan, looking very polite.

"This girl is my incompetent granddaughter, Qian Ruoxue." When she mentioned her granddaughter, Mr. Qian, was much more casual. "If this girl treats you badly, tell me, see if I don't deal with her!"

Qian Ruoxue turned his head to look at Jun Wan, and the smell of book suddenly disappeared. The girl glanced at her gently, pronounced with her nostrils, and said softly "hum"!

Jun Wan raised her eyebrows and looked at Mu Cang.

Mu Cang looked at Pingjing, but Jun Wan always felt that his eyes fell on him were polite and alienated with a very small repulsion.

"I'm going to give a speech at the art school today. Mucang, you are the oldest. Take them to the art museum. I'm ready for the ticket."

Old Mrs. Qian is here, and everyone is still in harmony.

As soon as she left, Qian Ruoxue collapsed.

"I can just go to the art museum by myself. Grandma is such a waste." Qian Ruoxue took a small fan and opened it with a brush. It was painted with red plums and snow, which looked like the style of Mr. Qian.

But... it was very immature, it should have been painted by Qian Ruoxue himself.

"What do you think?" Qian Ruoxue noticed Jun Wan's gaze, put away the fan, frowned and said, "Don't think you are amazing if you win the favor of three teachers. We should all hold you. There is no shortage of geniuses with aura in the circle."

"I heard that you have very short classes every week, what are you learning at other times... Heir courses, right?"

Qian Ruoxue gently tapped his fan on the table, and said in anger: "If you want to be the heir, why should you learn to draw? You...!"

Halfway through her speech, she raised her head but found that Jun Wanren was gone.

"Where is her?" Qian Ruoxue looked at Mu Cang in amazement.

Mu Cang chuckled, "I just got the ticket with me, so let's leave too, otherwise she really wants to go there alone. If she really wants her to go to the exhibition alone, it will be difficult for Teacher Qian to explain, right?"

"What's wrong with explaining!" Qian Ruoxue muttered, but still took his own ticket, "What? My grandma still has to be a friend?"

She glanced at Mu Cang and whispered: "Mu Cang, you obviously want to be my grandmother's apprentice so much! You even gave up your identity as the heir of the Mu family for art!"

"Why don't you say a few words to her? The courses of the three teachers are so precious, but they still have to spend her time. What's the matter?"

Mu Cang's smile faded, and he looked at the direction where Jun Wan was walking outside the door.

"The one who can make the three teachers so accommodating must be her outstanding features."
Chapter completed!