Chapter 813: The building was donated by my uncle

Chapter 813 is donated by my uncle
Su Ce sank, "Yes."
Aisha took a ledger and said, "Sir, there was an account of 20 million yuan before, and it was your private account, which has not been recorded. The financial department asked me how to record it."
Su Ce glanced at it: "Remember to donate to charity."
Aisha: "Huh? Did you donate it?"
"Well, donated a building to Yang Yin, in the name of our A Qiao."
Aisha raised her eyebrows: "Okay, I understand, I told Finance."
When Aisha left the laboratory, the old Fang said: "Professor, do you want to recruit more people? I am afraid that we have entered the ideological bottleneck. For a while, we can't think of a new solution and inject fresh blood. Maybe it will give us something. The same inspiration."
"You pay attention to the students of top medical schools at home and abroad. If there are suitable ones, recruit them."
"Okay, Professor."
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On Monday, Wen Qiao went to school with the big bag on his forehead. Everyone wanted to come up and poke him when he saw him, but was stopped by Lu Youyou, "The bee is stung. You can't touch it. Take care of your paws."
Yu Shule asked, "What did you do? Why did you get stung by bees? How did you provoke others to bees?"
Wen Qiao pressed the paper towel on the big bag and pressed it lightly. It was itchy and painful. It was really uncomfortable. The ointment can only be used for a while. Dr. Lin said, it takes three days to get rid of it. wash.
But when I thought about Qiu Ya's full-faced bag, I suddenly felt that she was pretty good, still within a tolerable range.
"Fu's farm, I went to work, and then I was stung by a bee."
Yu Shu sighed: "You go to work? How could Fu Da Shao let you go to work on the farm? My pet girlfriend is about to collapse."
Wen Qiao pressed the big bag: "I want to go, but he won't let me go."
Yu Shu: "Is the old man despising you, so you want to use this method to make her admire you?"
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows, in the rich circle, Yu Shu saw the problem hit the nail on the head.
"Ok."
"Hey, in the so-called celebrity circle, there are a lot of such old-fashioned old men, including my grandfather, who also has a very deep opinion of the family. Ignore these old men. I am most annoying to these people. I have two bad money. , I regard myself as superior."
Wen Qiao:...
Why is this person so cruel that even his grandfather scolds?
After Wen Qiao played the song, Lu Youyou came over with the list: "The Lily Award is set for April. There will be a total of 46 shortlisted places, all over the country, very strict, seed player Wen Qiao, you guys. Be sure to train well."
The second seed is Song Yu, who plays the piano, and the third seed is Zhuang Yan.
This is the key training object of Central Music.
"How about you?" Wen Qiao moved his wrist bone.
Lu Youyou raised her eyebrows: "I practice too, but I don't know if I can be shortlisted, it feels a bit hanging, the Lily Award, not the pheasant awards for jokes.
Fang Duo brought a large pack of milk tea and desserts.
"Beauties, I practiced the piano all afternoon, so you are tired. Drink some milk tea and take a break. Miss Fang will pay for the dinner tonight."
Lu Youyou took a piece of cake and put it in his mouth: "Doesn't you look like a stupid man with a lot of money?"
Fang Duo groaned and sat beside Wen Qiao, ignoring Lu Youyou, who had to fight with her every time she met.
Fang Duo: "Eh, Wen Qiao, I haven't figured out something."
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter?"
"Didn't our family donate a building to the school before? Someone on your side also donated a building in your name. Is that young Master Fu?"
(End of this chapter)