Everyone from the restaurant knew about the author's clarification note and the publishing house's owner being arrested.
Everyone was naturally overjoyed. After all, they had been hearing custors whispering around for the past two days and that brought everyone's mood down. Now that the rumors were proven to be false and the baddies were caught, this matter had co to an end.
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At this point, he subconsciously looked at the girl in the corner opposite him and said, "Our Chinese dicine Faculty is also going to have a program this year. If your seniors hadn't graduated or…"
Qiao Nian's previous batch of students had basically transferred to other departnts in their second year.
It wasn't appropriate for Shen Yugui to say this directly in front of the new students. So, he paused for a second and continued, "If you want to co up with a program, it will definitely only be produced by your batch. Do you have any ideas? If you do, you can raise them."
Everyone had discussed this topic before he arrived.
They even told the people who ca later about how the Clinical Departnt almost snatched their private room.
After Shen Yugui brought it up, Song Tian was the first to speak. "We just t soone from the Clinical Departnt. They seem to be performing a dance this year. As for us… we also want to perform a dance."
She was cheerful and straightforward. She didn't hide anything. Her baby face was quite confident. She raised her hand and looked around at the people in the private room, then said, "I learned folk dance for a few years. I can do a solo dance. But there's a problem. I don't have a soundtrack. It might not be very effective if I play the CD. Who knows how to play an instrunt? It's best if we can coordinate!"
She had already asked the rest about their specialties when she first arrived. Basically, no one wanted to go up.
She had learned folk dance for a few years and was very experienced in it. It was fine for her to go up and take the lead. She would also go up to represent the class when they were required to perform in her high school in the past. She wasn't afraid of such occasions.
Mag did not want to et that old witch so he told the representative from the city lord's castle, "30 million copper coins, not a single cent less, in three days. Otherwise, let your son stay in jail for the rest of his life!"
That was how overbearing he was with a backing.
If it was Jeffree, there might still be room for negotiation. However, even his birth father could not be bothered with this foolish son. So what should Mag be wary of?
Mag had also found out about Delmar's situation. He had a wife and two children, an eight-year-old son and a four-and-a-half-year-old daughter.
To lose everything was a rather heavy punishnt for him. Mag had already told Dicus that he could understand and forgive Delmar but that it should only be announced after Cyril forks out the money.
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"Scumbag!"
Matriarch Denise smashed the cup in her hand on the floor. She was red with fury as she cursed Mag. "That scumbag is too much!"
The maids all hid at the side, shaking in fear, afraid to speak.
Aviva brought her two daughters with her, crying and wailing, as she said, "Mother, you have to save Cyril, you dote on him the most. If he has to stay in jail for the rest of his life, what would beco of us?"
"Grandma, please save father."
"We beg you."
Herny and Herty hugged each of Denise's arms as they begged.
Ever since Gloria ca into power, life had been tough for them. Now that Cyril was arrested, they had lost their pillar of support and they had no idea what to do.
Denise held her two granddaughters in her embrace as tears stread down her face. She said as she pounded her chest and stomped her feet, "I want to save my son too. But where do I get the 30 million? I've only saved up 10 million copper coins after all these years. Even if I sell all the shops and houses under my na, there's still 10 million to raise."
"What should we do then?" Aviva asked as she wept.
"In my opinion, there are two ways right now," Aurora, who had been watching from the side, said with a smile.
"What ideas do you have?" Aviva asked.
Denise looked over as well.
"30 million copper coins is no small sum. It is obvious now that Father is refusing to fork out money and doesn't care about what happens to Second Brother." Aurora said with a smile, "In my opinion, the first way is to not fork out the money too. We'll let him stay a few years in jail. In that case, we don't have to fork out the 30 million for the scumbag. We can leave the money for the three of you so at least you have sothing to depend on."
Aviva and her two daughters wavered but they did not say anything at the mont.
"Nonsense! How can I let my son go through such sufferings?!" Denise was enraged.
"In that case, you're left with only the second way. Mother, since Father refuses to help, you can only go to your family." Aurora shrugged.
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