Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The streets of Yuzhou began to become more lively than usual.

Many luxury cars carrying guests whizzed past, and the engine sounds were often recorded by passers-by in videos and posted on major social platforms, even netizens from other places could hear them.

Without any customers coming, the coffee shop naturally became deserted.

I thought this situation would continue until the day of the banquet, but I didn't expect that before that, several sports cars drove into Yushan University one after another and stopped in front of "a newspaper office".

The drivers were Zhou Song and his quartet, but the passengers in the car were all strangers.

The hosts got out of the car politely and opened the doors. The male and female guests nodded and expressed their gratitude when they got out of the car. It was completely textbook social etiquette.

The glass door was pushed open, and beautiful legs wearing all kinds of expensive shoes stepped into the store one after another. Xiao Jin, who was drowsy at the bar, yawned and looked up. He just called out "Miss Tu" and was startled by a series of customers behind him.

"so many people……"

she said.

Moreover, all of them were obviously extraordinary guests. Both men and women were outstanding in appearance. At first glance, they were dazzling. I almost thought I had entered the set of a TV drama where all the actors were handsome men and beautiful women.

"Hello."

Those guests who seemed so impressive actually greeted her politely. Then someone looked at her inconspicuously and asked curiously, "You're not the boss, are you?"

Xiao Jin shook his head: "No."

"What about your boss?"

"Which boss?"

"Huh? You have more than one boss?"

"correct."

Xiao Jin was dazed.

There were still three or two customers already touring the store.

"Is this the coffee shop you often come to?" Someone chuckled. "It doesn't seem to be anything special."

As the host, Tu Wan smiled and said in a friendly manner: "It's just an ordinary coffee shop."

"Yes, and business is particularly bad." Zhou Song said nonchalantly, "I told you that this place is not fun, but you insisted on coming."

“It’s so special that it can stay open even though the business is so bad, and you can still make it your permanent place of residence.”

A girl said as she glanced at the painting on the wall. She immediately widened her eyes in surprise. "Look, this is the biggest special feature of this store. Such an award-winning painting is just casually painted on the wall. It must have cost a lot of money, right?"

Tu Wan glanced around and smiled slightly: "No money was spent."

In the face of the girl's disbelieving look, she said, "This was painted by the shop owner himself."

Walking to the corner, a woman in a white coat who was stroking the vase on the table suddenly paused, glanced at the painting on the wall, and asked slowly, "Is that Miss Ye?"

Tu Wan nodded in agreement.

The person who had just praised the painting raised his eyebrows, withdrew his hand that was about to touch the mural, and said with a smile: "That's not bad - I wonder if there is a chance to invite her to my restaurant to have a few paintings like this."

She turned and walked towards the woman in white: "A Zheng, isn't it time to change the paintings in your piano room? What do you think of Miss Ye's painting skills? Is she worthy of your piano room?"

The woman smiled and said, "You'll have to ask Miss Ye how much she's worth. If it's too high, I can't afford it."

The girl curled her lips and said, "No matter how high her worth is, she is still a craftsman who works for money. If we invite her sincerely, she will agree. After all, everyone says that Miss Ye has a generous and unrestrained personality - right, Mr. Tu?"

Tu Wan smiled and said, "I dare not answer for her. If you really want her paintings, you can wait in line behind me."

The girl's face darkened for a second, then she smiled again: "Ms. Ye is so arrogant? Is her worth higher than that of the immortal demon?"

"Oh? Miss Xie knows about the immortal demon?" Tu Wan seemed very interested.

The girl immediately started to chuckle, "Who doesn't know about the Undead Demon now? People of my generation grew up reading her picture albums. Stars is also very popular in Nangang, and I have collected a lot of them. Most importantly, I have her paintings at home."

The girl put her hands behind her back and raised her chin slightly, saying with a hint of pride, "My brother bought it for two million many years ago - now its value has doubled."

She squinted at Tu Wan and said, "This Miss Ye can make you, Mr. Tu, line up to ask for a painting. A painting of hers must be worth five million, right? With such a high price, I wonder if her name is known in the art world? If so, why not tell us so that we can all have the honor of supporting her?"

"Whether you want to paint or not is your business, and how much you want to bid is also your business. As for whether you have a pseudonym and whether you are willing to let us support you, it is all Ye Kong's business. No matter how curious Miss Xie is about this, it is better to ask her in person. It is useless to ask me."

Tu Wan smiled and said, "As for the price - I am willing to pay 10 million to buy her paintings. That's because I have money and I am willing to do so. If Miss Xie doesn't have that much money, of course there is no need to force yourself."

"You!" The girl's face changed.

"Okay." The woman in white said softly, "How come you have so many opinions about just a few paintings?"

She took her hand away from the vase she had been stroking for a long time. "If you have time, why don't you ask your brother about the whereabouts of the Undead Demon? If you can buy two more of her paintings, you'll have achieved your goal in one step. You won't be so unsatisfied and drool over any painting."

Miss Xie blushed slightly and snorted.

Tu Wan also smiled softly and agreed, "Miss Qin is right, that's the truth."

Miss Qin glanced at her in surprise, but she didn't argue any further and pointed to the fenced-off booth: "Do you need to be a member to enter here?"

"No, this is Boss Ye's own private booth."

"To be precise, it's a booth reserved for Boss Ye and Young Master Wen." Zhou Song snorted, "Specially used for showing off their affection."

"So interesting?" Miss Qin smiled.

Miss Xie rolled her eyes and said with a smile, "But now they have broken up, right? Shouldn't this special seat for showing off your love be cancelled? Otherwise, how annoying it would be to look at things related to the ex every day?"

As she spoke, she was about to raise her hand to pull the small door.

"Thank you Qing."

A warm, cool and steady voice suddenly came. The volume was not loud, but it made Miss Xie stop immediately.

She was slightly dissatisfied, but turned her head away awkwardly.

He was a man in a gray coat, who had been walking silently in the crowd from the beginning. After entering the door, he casually took a few glances and found a seat to sit down. He did not participate in their conversation from beginning to end, until he spoke at this moment, suddenly showing his special presence.

He sat by the window and glanced at Miss Xie, who looked unwilling. "You want to force a visit without the owner's permission? Your manners have been eaten by a dog?"

"..." Xie Qing withdrew his hand in disappointment and glanced at Tu Wan, "Where is Miss Ye? We have been here for so long, why hasn't she come out yet? Is she in the bathroom and can't come out?"

The girl's guess was slightly malicious, but she expressed it in a tone of genuine curiosity.

Xiao Jin, who had been listening, finally figured out something. He narrowed his eyes and raised his hand, saying, "If you're asking about the young boss..."

She sniffed and said, "She hasn't recovered from her cold yet. She's sleeping upstairs."

Just as he finished speaking, a noise was heard from upstairs.

Like something was hit and shattered on the ground.

Tu Wan's expression changed slightly and he immediately looked up.