Peach Fortune Ring

[Author's digression]: The five chapters have been updated

Chapter 2 Looking for Trouble

Walking out of the examination room, the entire campus seemed empty, but there were many parents waiting for their children at the school gate.

As soon as they saw Song Yan, several parents gathered around, and a middle-aged man asked:

"Student, are you an examinee? Why did you come out so soon?"

"Hehe, I handed in the paper ahead of time!" Song Yan replied with a smile.

"Then is the topic difficult this time?"

"It's very simple, otherwise I wouldn't be able to finish it so quickly." Song Yan replied easily.

Seeing more and more parents, Song Yan quickly found an excuse to get out.

However, just after he took a few steps, he heard some harsh voices coming from behind:

"Come out so soon, maybe you will hand in a blank paper!"

"That's right, you must be bragging when you say the topic is easy. The current students are getting more and more unreliable!"

"This kid looks like a poor student at first glance! It's really worthless for his parents."

"Damn!" Song Yan's face darkened, and he quickened his pace, so as not to let the family members say any excessive words and make him run away.

Longxing Plaza.

After parking the car, Song Yan went straight to a shop that was being renovated near the square.

"Young Master Song, are you here?"

As soon as he saw Song Yan, the supervisor sent by the decoration company to supervise the project greeted him with a smile.

Song Yan is not short of money, so the requirements for decoration are extremely high, and the decoration cost alone is as high as 500 million, so the decoration company attaches great importance to it.

"How's the progress?" Song Yan asked.

"Young Master Song, don't worry, the project will definitely be completed within half a month!" the supervisor assured, patting his chest.

"Yeah." Song Yan nodded, walked around the shop and left.

The store will be able to install it in the next two weeks, but his jadeite is still semi-finished, so he can't sell it directly, so he still needs to find a carver to carve these jadeites into jadeite pieces.

After thinking about it, he still decided to hand over the matter of finding a sculptor to Nangong Yuntian.

Sure enough, the Nangong family is worthy of being the toubob of Xiangcheng.

Less than half an hour after Song Yan called Nangongtian, the other party called and told him that he had found ten good carvers for him.

With the idea of ​​striking while the iron is hot, Song Yan decided to meet with these sculptors to finalize the matter.

Knowing that he wanted to meet these sculptors, Nangong Yuntian immediately arranged a place for him.

Two 10 minutes later.

Song Yan drove to a high-end tea house, and met ten sculptors in a large box.

The person who took care of this matter for Song Yan was a steward of Nangong's family, named Situ Nan.

Because he had been ordered by Nangong Yuntian, he treated Song Yan very respectfully, and when he saw Song Yan enter the door, he quickly stood up and saluted.

Although Situ Nan was only a manager in Nangong's house, he was a man of great status in the eyes of ordinary people. Seeing him, he was so respectful to Song Yan. How could the ten sculptors sit still and stood up to say hello to Song Yan.

"Everyone please sit down!"

Song Yan raised his hand, signaled everyone to sit down, and then cut straight to the point: "I have a batch of jadeite here, and I need everyone here to help me process it into jade ornaments. I wonder if you have any questions?"

"No problem, I will wait with all my heart!"

The ten sculptors said quickly.

"Okay, since everyone has given me face so much, I can't lose everyone. This time the fee is 500 million per person. What do you think?" Song Yan asked again.

The ten sculptors are all happy. Although they have a certain reputation in Xiangcheng, if they do well, they can earn 300 million a year.

Now that Song Yan said it was 500 million, how could they be dissatisfied.

Situ Nan had already prepared the contract for Song Yan. After signing the contract, Song Yan was unambiguous, and directly paid 200 million yuan in advance to each person's account, and gave them two days to prepare. Two days later, it will start Work.

At noon, I came to the uncle's house.

The eldest aunt had prepared a table of dishes to reward Song Yan and Song Xue.

"A Yan, how did you do in the exam this time?"

During the meal, the eldest aunt asked with concern.

"Functionally." Song Yan said modestly.

"What about you, Xiaoxue?" The eldest aunt looked at Song Xue again and asked.

"It's okay." Song Xue hesitated and said, this time the topic was a little off, but she was confident that 120 points in the test would be no problem.

In the afternoon, the subject didn't start until three o'clock, leaving enough time for the candidates to take a lunch break.

Song Xue went back to her room to review the materials, but Song Yan was a little idle.

Simply turn on the computer and check some online news online.

Suddenly, a piece of news caught his attention. The national tour concert of superstar Murong Xinyue will come to Xiangcheng on June 6th.

It seems that the last time Murong Xinyue's manager called him, asking him to accompany Murong Xinyue's concert, but at that time, he was in a period of irritability because of Han Sha's matter, so he rejected the other party.

After clicking on this news, Song Yan roughly browsed through it. This news mainly tells how popular Murong Xinyue's concert will be.

After reading a few pieces of news, Song Yan searched for knowledge of Eastern Medicine on the Internet.

During this period of time, he was running around, but he neglected to learn the knowledge of Eastern Medicine. At first, he only studied Eastern Medicine to cover up the aura of his life, but as he deepened his understanding of Eastern Medicine, he became more and more familiar with Eastern Medicine. interested.

What's more, he also learned a secret book of acupuncture and moxibustion "Huarong Golden Needle Method" in the Tibetan scripture pavilion of Zhao's family.

It's just that there has been no chance to practice. For a while, Song Yan thought whether he should find a chance to go to the East Medical Center to practice.

At 02:30, Song Yan came to Xiangcheng No. [-] Middle School again.

But before he entered the gate, several tall boys suddenly jumped out and blocked his way. One of them was his neighbor in the examination room, the tall boy with pimples all over his face.