Chapter 690: The Name of Han Nian Resounds the World
At ten o'clock in the evening, the mountainside villa was brightly lit.
Han Sanqian fell into endless regret.
Since the security department handed him the information about the hotels and restaurants at eight o'clock, he has spent a full two hours sifting through it.
And it wasn't just him, everyone in the villa joined in. Even He Ting, who couldn't read a few words, was dragged into the battlefield by Han Sanqian.
"no."
"This won't work either."
"The place is too small and can't accommodate many people."
"The environment is too chaotic, how can it be worthy of my great-grandson's 100-day banquet."
"It's too quaint, no. My granddaughter is not suitable for a place like this."
Everyone has their own different opinions, so many places are not considered.
Han Sanqian collapsed on the sofa. If he had known this, he shouldn't be involved in this kind of work. It would be great to leave it directly to Mo Yang and let him worry about it.
"I'm really asking for trouble." Han Sanqian said with a bitter look on his face.
Su Yingxia glared and said, "Can such a big thing as my daughter be called suffering?"
Han Sanqian shrank his neck and said quickly: "I haven't finished what I said yet. It's bitter yet sweet."
Everyone else was not surprised that Han Sanqian had no position in front of Su Yingxia. They just smiled lightly and didn't say much.
Su Guoyao is the person who sighs the most in his heart. With Han Sanqian's current status, he can still dote on Su Yingxia so much. I have to say that this is Su Yingxia's greatest blessing.
Thinking back when Han Sanqian first married into the Su family, who could have thought that Su Yingxia would have such a day, and who could have thought that Han Sanqian, who was despised by thousands of people, would be so high and mighty now.
If Jiang Lan had not been stubborn, she would not have walked on this dead end, and there would be endless glory and wealth waiting for her.
However, Su Guoyao had no mercy or sympathy for Jiang Lan. From the moment she threw Han Nian on the balcony, Su Guoyao wished he could kill her.
At the same time, in another country, Nangong Boling also set off, but he did not return directly to China, but went to another place first.
He had to prepare a generous gift for his great-grandson whom he had never met.
At a certain Royal Grand Theatre, Burt, the most famous piano master in the world, has just finished one of his concerts. For a great artist like him, every concert can attract many nobles to the scene. And he
The high price of concert tickets is also second to none in the world.
"I'm sorry, Bert doesn't accept any private interviews, even if you are a noble. Please leave." Nangong Boring showed up after the concert, but was stopped by Bert's bodyguard.
"I kindly advise you, if you don't want to die, just walk away. You have no right to stop me." Nangong Boring said calmly.
The bodyguard smiled coldly, how dare he be so disrespectful to Bert. Doesn't this old guy know what kind of status Bert has in the upper class? Even the royal nobles have to be polite to Bert.
"I also advise..."
Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, he was suddenly hit in the chest with a fierce blow. His eyes widened with an expression of disbelief, and then he fell down in a daze.
Until he dies, he probably won't know what happened.
When the other bodyguards saw this, they felt like they were facing a formidable enemy.
When Bert heard this in the lounge, he showed a very angry attitude. For a high-quality artist like him, how could someone without an appointment in advance be qualified to meet him.
"Whoever it is, tell him to get out and warn him not to offend me, otherwise I will let him have no chance of survival here." Bert angrily shouted.
As soon as he finished speaking, the door to the lounge was kicked open, and all the bodyguards outside the door had fallen down.
"A great artist has a really bad temper." Nangong Boling walked into the lounge with a smile on his face.
"No matter who you are, get out now, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude, do you know who I know?" Bert threatened Nangong Boling.
As the world's largest reclusive rich man, in Nangong Boling's eyes, these so-called artists are no different from street performers.
"Of course I know that in this country, you have the support of the royal family, but I happen to know such a person, and I have already informed him, and I believe he is already on his way." Nangong Boring said lightly.
Bert smiled disdainfully and just thought Nangong Boring was bragging to him.
But not long after, the appearance of a blond old man made Bert tremble all over.
Isn't this the royal personage he knew?
"Mr. Nangong." The old man walked to Nangong Boling and shouted respectfully.
This move made Bert couldn't believe his eyes. As an almost supreme figure in this country, he would actually show a groveling side to others!
"Is this piano player your friend?" Nangong Boring asked calmly. Master Gao Qin, a top famous artist, seemed to be just a piano player in his eyes.
"Back to Mr. Nangong, I do have a deep friendship with him, but if he offends you, he and I will no longer be friends," the old man said.
"I'm not offended, but I plan to let him be my great-granddaughter's teacher. What do you think?" Nangong Boling asked.
"With his early attainments in piano, he is definitely the best choice, and it is also his honor." After the old man finished speaking, he glanced at Bert.
Bert quickly said: "Mr. Nangong, this is my honor, how could I refuse?"
Nangong Boring smiled faintly, the so-called great artists are nothing more than that.
"In this case, then you should cherish this honor. I heard that there is another person named Stanford who is very good at painting. Can you contact him?" Nangong Boling asked Bert.
"He and I are old friends. If Mr. Nangong wants to find him, I can help." Bert nodded.
"Okay, tell him, let him go to China within three days. You two will be my great-granddaughter's teacher." Nangong Boling said.
Bert has a question that he is very curious about. He wants to know how old Nangong Boring's great-granddaughter is. After all, whether it is piano or painting, talent is required. If the period of developing talent is missed, it will be useless even if the two of them are masters.
"Mr. Nangong, how old is your great-granddaughter this year?" Bert asked.
"It's less than a hundred days." Nangong Boling said.
"No... less than a hundred days!" Bert looked at Nangong Boring in astonishment, a child who couldn't even walk. How could he learn piano and painting?
Nangong Boling frowned dissatisfied and said, "What's wrong, do you have any opinion? Although my great-granddaughter doesn't understand anything now, isn't she worthy of being your student?"
"No, no, no." Bert shook his head in panic and said, "Mr. Nangong, I don't mean that. It's just that she is too young and I don't know what to teach her."
"If you don't know how to teach, just play the piano for her and show her how to draw. I'll give you a lot of money." Nangong Boling said.
Bert felt miserable inside. In the eyes of outsiders, he was a top figure in the industry, and now he was actually going to play the piano for a child who was less than a hundred days old. If outsiders knew about this, wouldn't his reputation as a great artist be ruined?
It's a joke, but I don't dare to refuse. After all, even this royal figure has to be respectful to Nangong Boring.
"Mr. Nangong, I know what to do." Bert said.
"By the way, my great-granddaughter's name is Han Nian. Announce it to the public and say that you will become her personal teacher, so that my great-granddaughter can become famous." Nangong Boling said with a smile.
Faced with this unreasonable request, Bert refused in his heart, but in reality he could only agree.
"No problem, please rest assured, Mr. Nangong, Stanford and I will announce this matter together." Bert nodded and said.
As two of the most famous artists in the world, they both announced that they would accept Han Nian as a student. This international news dominated the headlines and caused earth-shaking commotion in these two fields.
The next day, the news hit the whole world.
This is also the first time that Han Nian has left his name in the world.
Huaguo, in the Su family company.
As the interim director, Shen Lingyao spent almost all her time in boredom except for some important documents that required her signature.
I can only browse the news and watch short videos to pass the boring work time.
At this time, Shen Lingyao saw a piece of news with the word Han Nian in the title, which made her unable to help but click on it.
