Reincarnated as the grandfather of Master Fu

Chapter 23 Anonymous SMS
Fang Yu thought she was hallucinating, how could Xueba be talking to her.

She foolishly looked left and right, but there was no one else.

Su Wujiu pressed his temple: "It's you, come here."

How can there be such a stupid person?

Fang Yu was trembling and wanted to cry, but when did she offend the school bully?
Did you just speak too loudly?

She didn't dare not listen to the school bully's words, and walked over cautiously with her studies in mind.

"Which question doesn't work?"

Because he didn't sleep well, Su Wujiu's whole face was not very good, he looked very impatient.

Is he going to answer her questions?

Fang Yu was flattered and pointed at one of the questions tremblingly.

Su Wujiu looked at it and frowned: "It's so simple?"

Fang Yu wished he could bury his head under the table.

Chen Muya walked over with a smile, and said softly: "It's because the foundation is not well laid. Instead of doing the questions blindly, it's better to do the foundation well first. I have some study notes over there, I can lend you a look."

Good academic performance, but also elegant and generous, willing to help others.

Who doesn't like Chen Muya like this?

Su Wujiu just didn't like it, so he raised his eyes and glanced at the other party.

"What do you say?"

Chen Muya's face paled instantly.

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The black private car stopped at a high-end club.

Rong Hua yawned, feeling sleepy.

Fu Junling saw it and said, "Can you hold on for half an hour?"

Rong Hua nodded.

Fu Junling didn't say anything, it was a temporary decision to bring her here.

I originally wanted to send her back to school, but seeing that she was in a bad state of mind, I gave up.

He works here for half an hour at most, and then sends her home to rest.

As for the missed courses, he will make up for them later.

Jiang Jie is also there, but his identity has changed from running errands for the young and old to running errands for Ronghua now.

"What brand of milk do you drink?"

"I'll get what I want to eat."

"Do you want fruit?"

The others in the private room saw it and widened their eyes.

He stared at Rong Hua very strangely.

Rong Hua bit his straw, and sat listlessly on the sofa, without raising his eyelids.

During the period, Fu Junling reached out to touch her forehead, thinking that she was uncomfortable, so she was relieved to be sure that she was fine.

For his touch, Rong Hua raised his eyelids to look, then lowered them again.

"Young master, this is..."

I have to find out, so I'm so flattered.

She looks quite young, isn't she an adult?
Fu Junling said, "My sister."

When did the youngest have a younger sister?

But in the circle, there are a lot of love brothers and sisters, and some people like to play with minors.

Everyone had their own speculations and didn't say anything.

Continue to talk about cooperation.

"In today's film and television, directors are important, but screenwriters are also indispensable."

"We planned to hire the mysterious screenwriter 'Mu Li' with a lot of money to adapt "The Shadow of the Sword", 15 episodes, but the other party refused."

It's not that you can't invite other screenwriters in the circle.

But as we all know, the TV series or movies that Muli has adapted are all popular in ratings and box office. Any investment has risks, but Muli represents success.

Who wouldn't want to invite Mu Li?

Even the first-line stars who participated in the show were appointed to be adapted by Mu Li.

But no one knows whether the other party is a man or a woman, so they can only pass on the message through a middleman.

A high reward has been offered, but the other party still refuses.

As the big boss, Fu Junling didn't want to consider these things, otherwise what would the director and producer do?
It doesn't make sense to invest money and have to do things yourself.

Fu Junling was not interested in these things.

Rong Hua next to him was even more indifferent. He had finished his milk and was playing games on his mobile phone.

During the period, the word 15w floated over, and her fingers paused.

Halfway through the game, an anonymous text message came in.

(End of this chapter)