too rich what to do

Chapter 197 A Fishbone Stuck in Throat
An Ran's voice was not loud, but it still caught everyone's attention.

"You are?" Song Yun also subconsciously turned around, stopped and looked puzzled.

An Ran smiled and said, "Aunt Song, I'm He Lulu's classmate!"

The Song Yun in front of her was most likely He Lulu's mother.

The reason why An Ran is so sure is based on what Jiang Feifei translated.

On the other hand, when he took over the Greentown Villa, he saw Song Yun driving a big car to pick up He Lulu at the school gate. At that time, he was quite surprised that a woman drove a big car, so the impression was quite deep.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, and then immediately squeezed out a smile: "I'm sorry, since I'm Lulu's classmate, next time I have time to sit at home, but today Auntie has something to do—"

She didn't finish, so it's not a problem,

If there is no solution in the future, their company will probably go bankrupt immediately.

This is also the helplessness of small companies. Everything can only rely on these big companies. Any decision of a big company may determine the rise and fall of a large number of small companies.

"It's okay, wait a minute, auntie, I happen to have something to do—" An Ran said with a smile——
Song Yun was taken aback when he heard the words, but before he could react, a roar sounded at this moment: "Let's start the match—"

Immediately, he saw Park Zhien with red eyes pointing at his daughter's classmate with one hand excitedly.

Cursing in vague Korean, he wanted to rush towards him, but was immediately stopped by several people around him.

While struggling hard, Park Zhien kept yelling curse words in Korean loudly.

Song Yun was even more confused, could it be related to the daughter's classmate in front of him?
At this time, not only Song Yun was stunned, but even the others were stupefied. They couldn't figure out why Pu Zhiyu's younger brother suddenly became so excited?

At this time, Park Zhien was naturally jealous when meeting his enemies.

If An Ran and the others hadn't gotten themselves drunk, it would have been impossible for them to encounter the nightmarish experience last night.

At the same time, he quickly noticed Ma Xiaofan beside An Ran.

Now, Pu Zhien became even crazier immediately, staring at Ma Xiaofan, wishing he could tear Ma Xiaofan apart.

You must know that this guy was the one who got me drunk last night,
Sun Boqi is also a little confused, Song Yun is nothing more than a boss of a small company with less than [-] million yuan.
But An Ran is different from Ma Xiaofan.

Although he didn't know the two of them, nor did he know their specific identities, but this time he knew about the training students of the International Etiquette School in Shanghai because it was negotiated with him.

So he also knew that the group of students in front of him, although they were just students, none of them had a lower energy than him.

So even if he doesn't know his identity, he can feel the trouble of this matter.

Of course, it's just a trouble. To put it nicely, the people in front of me are called good backgrounds. To put it bluntly, they are the ones who eat and wait to die. It's okay to give face, but in his identity, he doesn't need to care too much.

After all, these people have not been in touch with the family business, and their energy is limited, and even some people's father's generation may not have greater energy than him.

So he quickly walked over to the teacher who led the team this time, and whispered a few words in that teacher's ear.

The teacher who led the team just nodded, walked to An Ran's side and reminded: "This student, according to the school's regulations, we are not allowed to disturb the progress of the meeting, otherwise the results will be treated as unqualified—"

An Ran shrugged. He saw Sun Boqi's actions, so he ignored the teacher leading the team, but looked at Zong Xintong in the crowd: "Teacher Zong, can I ask for leave?"

Zong Xintong, who was hesitating whether to remind the leader of the teacher An Ran's identity, froze for a moment,
"Teacher Zong—" the team leader shouted, also wanting to remind Zong Xintong not to agree.

However, Zong Xintong only glanced at the teacher who led the team when he heard the words, then looked at An Ran and smiled immediately: "Of course it is possible, students have the right to ask for leave, if there is anything, you can ask for leave to solve it yourself, I will Here it is agreed--"

leading teacher:"---"

Can't you see my eyes?

Is my expression not obvious enough?
Although he didn't understand why Zong Xintong didn't listen to him, the teacher who led the team stopped him immediately: "I don't agree, I'm the teacher who leads the team, students must ask me for leave—"

"Mr. Zhang, I am this student's tutor!" Zong Xintong said flatly.

The leading teacher choked on Zong Xintong's words. According to the school's regulations, all the affairs of the students are naturally the responsibility of the instructor.

After Zong Xintong finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to the teacher who led the team. After all, compared with An Ran, the teacher who led the team was still just a part-time job.

"---"

An Ran didn't even look at the teacher who led the team, but looked at Song Yun and nodded with a smile: "Please wait a moment, Aunt Song, I think you might not be the one who should leave later, after all——"

He paused while speaking, glanced at Sun Boqi with an ugly face, and then looked at the investment directors behind Sun Boqi.

Suddenly smiled and said: "After all, this is Huaxia, and it's not the turn of a foreigner to show off his martial arts——"

His voice was not loud, but it was intentional, so it was still heard clearly.

Sun Boqi's ugly face turned red in an instant, subconsciously avoiding An Ran's gaze, and even the other people behind him looked at other places one by one.

On the land of one's own country, for the sake of one's own interests, helping foreigners to bully one's own people, you don't talk about this kind of thing, I don't talk about it, everyone ignores it and it's over.

But when you say it, the meaning changes——
Therefore, Sun Boqi, who was about to say something, was surprisingly silent.

He is not stupid, he knows that one bad thing about this kind of thing is a political issue, and the consequences are absolutely serious.

Don't look at him now sitting on more than one billion assets, it seems very fraudulent, but if the expression is wrong at this time, once it gets out, maybe he will be torn to pieces immediately.

Pu Zhiyu glanced at Pu Zhien who was stopped, and didn't pay much attention to it, but kept looking at An Ran, seeing that Sun Boqi was shut up by An Ran's few words, then he suddenly asked directly in Korean: "Who are you? "

A translator immediately translated it, but An Ran didn't pay attention to it. Instead, she patted Ma Xiaofan's shoulder beside her, smiled and looked at Pu Zhiyu and said, "Just like my buddy said, if you get a fishbone stuck in your throat, trouble Go to the hospital for a checkup."

Pu Zhiyu was stunned for a moment, a little unresponsive, until the interpreter explained a few words in her ear, and then she realized that An Ran was mocking her.

Because the pronunciation of Korean is indeed like the speech of a person with a fishbone stuck in his throat.

His complexion changed, but Pu Zhiyu quickly held back his anger, and said calmly again: "Did you guys do what happened to my brother last night?"

Park Zhiyu used Chinese this time, although it was not very standard, but he could understand it.

An Ran smiled and nodded when she heard the words: "That's right, I thought you couldn't speak!"

Without waiting for Pu Zhiyu with an ugly face to speak, An Ran continued: "But don't blame a good man, I didn't do anything to your brother, if you don't believe me, you can ask him, we just had a drink with him last night, who knows what he is doing by himself? He can't drink enough, but he just kept looking for us to drink, and then we stopped drinking, where he was alone, who knows what happened later——”

Pu Zhiyu was taken aback when he heard the words, then subconsciously looked at Pu Zhien, and murmured in Korean, obviously asking a question.

When Pu Zhien heard this, he just nodded vigorously. The more Pu Zhiyu asked, the more angry he became, he couldn't help but slapped Pu Zhien on the face again, and then cursed in Korean.

(End of this chapter)