The richest man in the world: the start of the game fooled his son and smashed a luxury car

Chapter 43 Son, Remember, Nothing in the World Cannot Be Done by Money

"Tonight, Dean Dong Lai and students from Qingzhi Academy of Art will come to perform." Song Qingru said.

Lin He has heard of Qingzhi Art Academy.

One of the top art colleges in Xia Kingdom, it has trained many singers, painters, actors, performers and so on.

Some outstanding graduates even won extremely high gold awards such as Best Actor and King of Golden Songs.

Every year, many college entrance examination candidates put their dreams in Qingzhi Art College.

If you can enter Qingzhi Art Academy, you will have a golden signboard with you.

Dean Dong Lai is also a leading figure in the domestic art circle.

"Okay." Lin He nodded.

The hotels in Songchuan Town are quite average, and there are also hotels in the Huabin Racecourse Club.

The accommodation facilities of this kind of entertainment place for rich people can reach the star level, which is definitely more comfortable than the hotel Xiao Rui was looking for.

"President Dong Lai is Dieyi's teacher." Song Qingru said with a smile.

"Yes." Cheng Dieyi said.

"Miss Song, Miss Cheng, what is your relationship?" Lin Qing asked curiously.

"I grew up in an orphanage. Later, I was lucky enough to come into contact with opera. By chance, I was favored by the teacher. All of these are taken care of by Ms. Song, so I can have what I am today." Cheng Dieyi said.

"I am about the same age as Dieyi, so I grew up as a child, and I love sisters." Song Qingru added.

"Since you have such a good relationship, why does Ms. Cheng continue to perform everywhere?" Lin Qing asked, "How tiring."

For example, Lin Qing, he has such a good brother, he will definitely find a way to arrange it.

"I like opera." When Cheng Dieyi mentioned this, his eyes were burning from the heart: "Because of my background, in fact, my heart is very sensitive and inferior, and I am very resistant to help from others, even my own. A good sister is as clear as a girl. Only when she sings on stage and integrates into the role, can she gain confidence."

"Fool." Song Qingru squeezed Cheng Dieyi's little hand.

Lin He didn't expect that the famous actor in everyone's eyes had a bitter past.

But this little girl is strong.

……

In the evening, a bus drove into the Huabin Racecourse Club.

Students from Qingzhi Art Academy got off the bus one after another, and everyone had their school student card around their necks.

Holding your head high is the confidence and honor brought to them by the academy.

Standing beside Lin He, Lin Qing looked eagerly at those college students from prestigious schools, who might also be shining stars in the future art and entertainment circle, full of envy: "I really want to go to college too."

"Ding dong! The system has captured my son's strong desire and yearning for university. Please the host must complete the fulfillment of his son's wish before school starts!"

"The task is completed, get the reward!"

The system's prompt sounded in Lin He's ears.

Lin He glanced at his son, this is not easy.

Lin He's eyes flickered slightly when he looked at Dean Dong Lai, who was the last one on the bus to get off and was wearing a suit.

……

night.

What Lin He expected was that a lot of young masters gathered in the Huabin Racecourse Club tonight.

In the Huabin Racecourse Club, there is also a special performance venue that can accommodate a thousand people for a small concert.

Although the place is small, the equipment is complete, and every piece of equipment is brand-name and professional.

Next, Qingzhi Academy of Art showed the level of the famous school to the young masters.

Those who played the piano, sang, acted in a drama, and danced made the atmosphere in the venue reach a fever pitch.

"Dad, can I go back to school for another year, and then hire me some famous teachers. I will work hard to get into a good university."

Sitting in the VIP seat, Lin Qing looked at his father next to him and asked.

"No need." Lin He didn't look sideways.

"Okay." Lin Qing was suddenly a little frustrated.

"Son, remember that there is nothing in the world that money can't achieve." Lin He said.

"Dad, do you want to build a university for me?" Lin Qing was overjoyed.

Damn...retarded.

Lin He looked at Song Qingru on the other side, and said, "Miss Song, can you arrange for me to meet President Dong Lai?"

"No problem, but Mr. Lin, do you have anything to do?" Song Qingru asked puzzled.

"Yes." Lin He said.

Song Qingru stood up: "Come with me."

She didn't know why Mr. Lin suddenly wanted to meet with Dean Dong Lai, and she didn't ask more questions out of curiosity.

Under the leadership of Song Qingru, Lin He came to the lounge.

Cheng Dieyi was chatting with the teacher. When he saw Mr. Lin coming, he was a little surprised and didn't know why he came.

"Miss Song."

Seeing the visitor, Dean Dong Lai took the initiative to stand up and say hello.

As the dean of Qingzhi Academy of Art, Dong Lai is well aware of Song Qingru's extraordinary status, even if he is considered a leading figure in the art circle in the eyes of everyone, he has to give Song Qingru face.

"President Dong Lai, this is Lin He, Mr. Lin." Song Qingru introduced.

"Dean Dong Lai, hello."

Lin He sat down on the sofa opposite.

Lin He, Mr. Lin?

Dean Dong Lai looked at Song Qingru and then at Lin He. He didn't know what it meant.

"Hi, what can I do for you?" Dean Dong Lai asked suspiciously.

Cheng Dieyi was beside him, making a cup of tea for Lin He, and bringing it to the latter.

Lin He said thank you.

Dean Dong Lai was slightly surprised. He was very aware of his student's temperament, and it was rare for him to be so proactive towards others.

Especially the opposite sex!
From the looks of it, it was not easy for Song Qingru to bring over the man himself.

"I have a son. His college entrance examination results are not satisfactory, but he wants to find a university. I don't know if Dean Dong Lai is willing to accept it." Lin He said straight to the point.

Song Qingru and Cheng Dieyi glanced at each other. Lin He came over because of this incident, which was somewhat unexpected, but also seemed to be expected.

After all, the number of contacts with Lin He is not too much, and he is deeply aware that Lin He is a darling madman.

"I don't know how many points you can get in the college entrance examination?" Dean Dong Lai asked.

"It should be less than [-] points." When Lin He said this, he felt a little ashamed.

In fact, it is an exaggeration to say that the son's college entrance examination score is less than 100 points. If the son can score more than [-] points in the exam, he is very good.

"It's impossible." Dean Dong Lai shook his head immediately.

I thought that Mr. Lin's son's ideal university was Qingzhi Art College, and he came to him to consult the situation in advance.

Unexpectedly, it was a scumbag who wanted to enter Qingzhi Art Academy through another route. How could this be possible?

"I can donate 5000 million." Lin He said bluntly.

"Impossible." Dean Dong Lai said firmly: "I am very professional."

"One hundred million." Lin He said again.

"That... that won't work either." Dean Dong Lai stammered a bit.

"50 billion." Lin He raised his legs, holding a teacup and blowing on the floating leaves.

Plop plop!
Dean Dong Lai's heart began to beat wildly.

(End of this chapter)