"I've been crazy for more than a day or two, but now I've recovered, and I'm going to study at Huaying!" Hou Muyan replied to the person on the phone.
Hou Tingfu said, "My dear brother, do you still remember that you are an international student at Jinghua University's School of Business? Dad pays 300,000 a semester to send you there, and you haven't attended a single day at Jinghua."
On the phone, Hou Muyan muttered, "I won't go to Jinghua, I want to go to Huaying. Sis, you know a lot of people at Huaying, can you help me get in? I'll go even if it's 3 million a semester!"
"Heh, Huaying has quota for exceptional admissions each year, what kind of talent do you have that could make Huayin admit you exceptionally?"
"I..." Hou Muyan pondered...
Hou Tingfu warned him, "That talent of yours that managed to create a historical high in causing traffic violations in Beijing with a single slap that can concuss someone and put them in the hospital, you don't need to mention that to me."
