After listening to Connie's words, Ye Qingxin was at a loss.
"I'm afraid I can't do it." She didn't have that confidence in the clothes that were about to appear on the runway of Fashion Week.
Connie smiled, took out the ipad from the bag, opened it, tapped it a few times, and handed it to Ye Qingxin, "Do you think there is anything that needs to be changed in the color of this suit?"
Ye Qingxin cast her gaze over it. It was a long lady's coat with a unique design. Whether it was the fusion of fashion elements or the expression in it, Ye Qingxin admired it from the bottom of her heart.
"How?" Connie asked.
"It's perfect." Ye Qingxin's words were not a compliment, it was from a master, so it was naturally superior.
Connie shook her head, "Nothing in this world is really perfect, tell me, if you must be asked to change its color, what would you do?"
Ye Qingxin opened her mouth to say something, but Connie interrupted her, "Just rely on your feelings, jump out of the limitations of theme, style, and brand positioning, and talk about it."
Ye Qingxin closed her lips, looked down for a moment, and expressed her opinion based on her feeling.
Connie's eyes gradually overflowed with surprise, "I really didn't find the wrong person. After a long time as a designer, I will form my own unique style and fixed pattern. Sometimes it is difficult to get out of the limitations I set for myself. Then, if you are lucky enough to invite you to join us, you can start as a design assistant."
Ye Qingxin didn't expect that she missed the opportunity to enter the beauty, but got the opportunity to enter the pear studio.
She suddenly had the illusion that there was another village in the dark.
"Thank you"
Ye Qingxin didn't shirk anymore.
After parting from Connie, Ye Qingxin stood on the curb, and suddenly felt that the August sun was not so vicious, it was clearly gentle and lovely.
"Congratulations." A female voice came from behind.
Ye Qingxin turned her head and looked at Xiao Lian. She was a thirty-four-year-old woman, wearing a dark green long dress, with a strand of hair pulled up on each side, the rest of her long hair hanging down her shoulders, with slightly curled ends, sexy and glamorous, fashionable and beautiful, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
"Thank you." Ye Qingxin looked polite and distant.
As a person, she treats others as others treat her.
Xiao Lian raised her hand and glanced at the delicate and elegant lady's watch on her wrist, "It's getting late, how about having lunch together?"
Ye Qingxin said: "I have a bad stomach recently, and I can't eat outside food. I'm sorry."
Xiao Lian looked at her steadfastly, with a sense of persecution in her gaze, for a moment, she suddenly smiled, "I heard that you and Bo Yuan are getting married, congratulations again, looking at you, I can always think of the time when I was with Bo Yuan before, when I was only your age, it's not right, when I was with Bo Yuan, I was much younger than you."
Ye Qingxin maintained a smile on her lips, and her fingers holding the bag couldn't help but tighten slightly.
Xiao Lian continued: "Did Bo Yuan tell you? I grew up with him. We were at the same table from kindergarten until we graduated from university. For this fate, they all said that Bo Yuan and I were destined for each other. When we were in college, everyone said that we were golden boys and jade girls, but it's a pity that we parted ways in the end."
"Fate is really uncertain. Don't look at two people who are as good as one today. Maybe they will become strangers tomorrow. Do you think so?"
This sentence has a lot of meaning.
Before Ye Qingxin could react, Xiao Lian said again: "Since you can't eat outside food, then I won't delay you from going home for lunch, goodbye."
Ye Qingxin smiled, her brows and eyes were calm, "Goodbye."
On the way home, Ye Qingxin sat in the back seat, staring out the window in a daze.
Xiao Lian's words filled my ears, "I grew up with him since childhood"
Childhood sweetheart.
Ye Qing thought to himself, what was Jing Boyuan like when he was in kindergarten? It would definitely not be as serious as it is now. I don’t know if he has ever cried. What kind of handsome and clean boy Jing Boyuan was in his adolescence. He was wearing a school uniform and sitting in the classroom reading. Maybe the beautiful girl next to him would mischievously snatch the textbook in his hand. Would he turn his head and show a pampering and doting smile on the girl
Just like the smile he occasionally showed her now.
At that time, she was not born yet.
When Jing Boyuan and Xiao Lian were together, she should still be running around in the yard wearing crotch pants, playing in the mud with a runny nose
The age gap, the gulf of time, is like a moat, which cannot be smoothed out or covered up.
She and him were not from the same world, but they were forcibly drawn together by a wonderful fate.
The ringtone of the phone brought Ye Qingxin back to her thoughts.
It's Song Jiu.
Answering the call, before Ye Qingxin had time to say "Hello", Song Jiu's voice came over immediately, "Xinxin, you are getting married."
Jing Boyuan and the others arrived, this was Ye Qingxin's first reaction.
"Um."
"It's so embarrassing. If my mother hadn't just asked me to go to your house to deliver things to Aunt Zhou, I wouldn't even know you were getting married." Song Jiu was furious, "Auntie can really bear it. She just kept quiet about such a big matter." Then he suddenly changed the subject, "The big boss's RV is too luxurious. I took a peek from the outside and it almost blinded my 24k titanium alloy dog eyes."
Ye Qingxin: "Didn't I plan to tell you after the wedding?"
"When and where will your wedding be held in Beijing or abroad?"
Ye Qingxin replied: "On the sixth day of October, I'm in the capital."
"It happens to be the National Day holiday. When the time comes, take my parents and my mother to play for a few days. Can you provide food and accommodation?"
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Of course."
While talking, the car stopped in front of a building in Sihe Shangyuan.
Ye Qingxin got out of the car, Song Jiu's voice continued on the phone: "Why didn't you come back with your big boss this time? I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you."
Ye Qingxin replied: "I haven't been feeling well recently, so I didn't go back."
The elevator opened on the floor and entered the entrance door. Aunt Zhang came out and took a look. Seeing that it was Ye Qingxin, she greeted her with a smile: "Madam, dinner is ready, wash your hands and eat."
Song Jiu on the phone heard it and teased, "You're all called Madam, then I won't bother you to eat, Madam Jing."
Ye Qingxin hooked her lips: "Well, bye."
Put away the phone, changed the room and dragged it to the living room and walked a few steps. Mrs. Jing came out of the bathroom. When she saw Ye Qingxin, her eyes lit up, "Xinxin is back, come quickly and let me see if my good great-grandson is mischievous."
Ye Qingxin greeted respectfully and kindly, "Grandma."
Mrs. Jing patted her belly lovingly and joyfully, and said with a smile: "Wash your hands and eat, grandma cooks delicious food for you today."
Halfway through eating, Ye Qingxin couldn't hold it back, ran to the bathroom and vomited out everything she had just eaten.
Mrs. Jing felt distressed, but there was nothing she could do.
Ye Qingxin reluctantly ate some more when she came back, and quickly put down her chopsticks before feeling sick in her stomach.
After dinner, Mrs. Jing said: "You take a nap, and in the afternoon the people from the bridal shop will come and take your measurements."
When Ye Qingxin heard the word wedding dress, she couldn't help but feel a throbbing in her heart.
"Grandma, you should sleep for a while too."
At two o'clock in the afternoon, people from the bridal dress shop came and measured Ye Qingxin's size.
Ye Qingxin noticed the work clothes on them, and the logo on the chest she recognized. It was a top international fashion brand. She had seen a high-end wedding dress of this brand in a fashion magazine before, which was worth tens of millions.
After they left, before Ye Qingxin could say anything, Mrs. Jing excitedly took out a design draft from her bag, "Xinxin, take a look, which style of wedding dress do you like, and I'll let them start making it right away, and it can be delivered before the wedding."
It is said to be a book, but in fact it is only ten pages, ten wedding dresses.
"This is"
"It seems that some wedding dress designer in Paris has been rushing to design these two days. I can't remember the name of the foreigner. It's too confusing. It's all done by your third aunt. You can see which one you like."
Ye Qingxin looked at them one by one, and chose a simple and elegant one.
Mrs. Jing sat for a while, let Ye Qingxin take a good rest, and left with the design draft.
Ye Qingxin sent her downstairs and watched her get into the car before returning.
When going upstairs, she suddenly felt a pain in her stomach, which was very short and fleeting, and she didn't even have time to feel where the pain was, and the pain disappeared.
She felt it carefully, found nothing unusual, and didn't take it to heart.
When she got out of the elevator, she immediately saw Dou Weier sneaking around her door.
"What are you doing?" She walked over and asked.
Dou Weier was taken aback, turned around, with a flash of embarrassment on her face, "Then what, I suddenly remembered that you are going to see Connie today. I planned to accompany you, but I forgot. I just remembered that you have seen her before."
Ye Qingxin smiled: "Wait for your company, the day lily will be cold."
Dou Weier laughed.
Ye Qingxin looked at her: "You and He Jifan, you"
"I have nothing with him," Dou Weier hastily denied.
"It's been the night, lonely man and widow, you treat me as a three-year-old child." Ye Qingxin squinted at her.
Dou Weier blushed, and said firmly: "Even if there is something physically, there is nothing emotionally, I am an adult anyway, I have needs too, okay?"
Ye Qingxin: ""
After being separated from Dou Weier, Ye Qingxin returned to the master bedroom, took out a notebook from the drawer under the coffee table, inserted the USB flash drive Connie gave her, opened it, and there were nearly fifty design drafts inside.
The conversation between connie and her in the morning is still in my ears.
Ye Qingxin was more than surprised that Connie actually took the design draft home for her to change the color.
"You trust me so much, you are not afraid that I will leak the design draft or use it for myself"
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But bsp;connie replied with a smile: "I believe Mr. Jing is a good person, and I think his fiancée is not far behind."
It is undeniable that Connie is a person who is good at employing people and is also very courageous. She is the only one who dares to do this kind of thing. However, if Fan Ye's heart-to-heart tricks are slightly wrong, Pear's fashion show this time may be in a dry situation.
Ye Qingxin is grateful for her unreserved trust, but also has the determination to do her best. This is probably one of the reasons why Connie can lead Pear Studio to become famous in the fashion industry. She can easily win someone's loyalty, and she is also very accurate in judging people.
Ye Qingxin took a deep breath and devoted herself to her work.
at the same time.
t city.
Outside the alley of Ye Qingxin's house, the shiny black car that looked like a large bus attracted many people to watch.
In small towns, there are almost no such cars, so it is naturally strange at first sight.
Someone couldn't bear the curiosity and went to the yard of Ye Qingxin's house to find out what happened, but after a while, he came out with an abnormal expression.
More than ten years have passed, the neighbors around have changed a lot, and the rest have long forgotten the old things, but Zhou Qiaoqiao doesn't know if she still remembers everyone's troubles in the past, and her relationship with the neighbors is neither salty nor weak.
Someone saw that the man had a bad face, and asked jokingly, "He was kicked out."
The man shook his head, "No, the people from his family looked scary."
"How?" Someone asked curiously.
"Two men and a woman, all of them are imposing, they look like some extraordinary characters, especially the younger man, who looks about 30 years old, and glanced at me lightly, which made my courage almost cracked at the time, and my heart beat wildly twice. I didn't dare to look at it again, so I ran out quickly." As he said, the man patted his chest with lingering fear.
"Who is so scary, you are really getting more and more out of tune."
"I didn't scare you. What did that person say? He looks more imposing than the mayor. The mayor came down to inspect in person two months ago. Haven't you seen what the mayor looks like?" said the man, pointing to a man in a white vest in the crowd.
"Bragging!" The man pointed at yelled, his face turned red when the shameful thing was revealed.
Just as she was talking, the courtyard door of Ye Qingxin's house opened, and four people came out.
One of the young men, with an extraordinary appearance, glanced at the people around the caravan with his dark eyes, and he gave them a plain look, but fear and fear arose in those people's hearts.
The four got into the car, the crowd automatically moved out of the way, and the black car drove away slowly.
"Why, I didn't lie to you, did I? That man must be a terrible person, his eyes are terrible."
night.
The largest restaurant in T city, the Jing family hosted a banquet, and Zhou Qiaoqiao and Song Jiu's family were invited.
Ye Jundong and Zhou Qiaoqiao are both only children. After the two old people are gone, they don't have any relatives. Especially after they divorced Ye Jundong, Zhou Qiaoqiao was lingering in the sick bed, and the family was struggling financially.
Except Song Jiu's family.
Song's father and Song's mother seemed very restrained, and each other's aura was very strong. Even if they had put down their posture, they still looked high above them, with a sense of distance, which made it hard for people to relax.
The arrogance of the rich goes deep into the marrow and is invisible.
After drinking for three rounds, Father Song drank a little more before he relaxed, his cheeks were flushed, and he talked more.
"Xinxin, I watched her grow up. She is a good child, well-behaved, sensible, and good at studying. It's a pity that her father is not a thing. If he says abandon them, orphans and widows, he will abandon them."
Song's mother grabbed Song's father's waist under the table, "I'm sorry, he drank too much, and I don't know what I'm talking about."
"Why didn't I know that Xinxin is suffering, her mother has been in poor health, and Xiaoguo is also hissing?" Father Song was in pain, "Why do you keep pinching me?"
"Don't say a few words" Mother Song pinched again.
He Su'e frowned indistinctly, cleared her throat and asked, "I heard from Xinxin that she has a younger brother, why isn't she here today?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao coughed a few times and smiled unnaturally, "He's at school."
He Su'e didn't ask any more questions.
The dinner was about to end, and Father Song felt like urinating, so he got up without even saying hello, and went straight to the door of the private room to go to the toilet.
Mother Song smiled awkwardly, "He drank too much, don't take offense."
Tai Shishi did not expect to see Jing Boyuan in T City.
Today is her grandmother's seventy-fifth birthday, Tai Zhengting paid for two tables in the restaurant, and invited immediate relatives to celebrate the old man's birthday.
She came out to go to the toilet and passed a box, Song's father came out crookedly, she inadvertently glanced into the box, and saw Jing Boyuan.
The man's dark gray shirt was straight and straight, and just the sight of his back made her shudder.
The aura is strong.
Even though she loves Chen Yu'an, Tai Shishi has to admit that Ye Qingxin has a good eye and is good at picking men.
She didn't go into the bathroom, but stood not far from the men's bathroom and waited for Father Song.
As soon as Father Song came out, she greeted her with a smile, "Uncle Song."
Tai Shishi looks like Xiaojiabiyu, she has a fresh and pleasant smile, Song's father also knows her, and has a good impression of her, all men like a pure and pleasant girl, nothing else, pure heart I feel pleasing to the eye, "Aren't you a little girl from the Tai family, when did you come back?"
Tai Shishi smiled sweetly: "Today is grandma's birthday, why are you here?"
"Xinxin's partner, come to propose marriage. There is no one in Xinxin's family. Let's come over to make up the number. Let's not talk about it. People are still waiting." Father Song walked back as he said, his footsteps were vain.
Propose marriage
Tai Shishi followed, "Uncle Song, Xinxin is getting married."
"Isn't it? The wedding date for the man's side has been set, the sixth day of October."
Tai Shishi stopped in her tracks and watched Father Song enter the box.
On the sixth day of October, get married.
Ye Qingxin was really about to fly to the branches.
At eight o'clock in the evening, after dinner and dinner, on the way back to the hotel, Tai Shishi told Tai Zhengting about meeting Song's father.
Tai Zhengting was smoking a cigarette, his eyes were deep, he didn't know what he was thinking.
Eight thirty in the evening.
Jing Boyuan sent Zhou Qiaoqiao home, watched her enter the house safely, turned and left.
As soon as his car left, a car stopped outside the alley.
Zhou Qiaoqiao was about to take a shower and go to bed when someone knocked on the door.
The old aunt was still awake, so she went to open the door.
The old aunt was hired by Song Jiutuo's housekeeping company to take care of Zhou Qiaoqiao by Ye Qingxin more than a month ago. She is honest, hardworking and diligent.
The door opened and saw a strange man standing outside, the old aunt was instinctively vigilant, "You are"
Tai Zhengting: "I'm looking for Qiaoqiao."
Zhou Qiaoqiao just entered the bathroom, when she heard the words, she came out and took a look, she was stunned, "Why are you here?"
"I have something to do with you." Tai Zhengting came in.
Zhou Qiaoqiao said to the old aunt: "Sister Sun, go back to your room and sleep, he is my elder brother, let's talk about something."
The old aunt didn't say anything and went back to the room.
"Looking for me so late, what's the matter?" In the main room, Zhou Qiaoqiao asked while pouring a glass of water for Tai Zhengting.
There are many mosquitoes in summer, and the main room is equipped with a screen door, so you can't see the inside clearly from the outside during the day, but at night when the lights are turned on, you can see clearly from the outside.
"Qiaoqiao, I won't hide it from you, my company has encountered difficulties again, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive this time." Tai Zhengting mourned.
Zhou Qiaoqiao frowned, "Jing Boyuan is making things difficult for you, didn't I explain to him last time that you are kind to our family, and he also said that he would not make things difficult for you again"
"It's not him, it's my own problem. Due to my poor management and the company's lack of funds, I can't get a loan or raise funds. I'm afraid I won't last this year." Tai Zhengting said in a sad voice.
"Then what should I do?" Zhou Qiaoqiao was ashamed of Tai Zhengting because of what happened at the beginning, and she was grateful for being taken care of by him after so many years. Although she learned that her son was actually the result of Tai Zhengting's misdemeanor while she was drunk, after hating her at first, she also accepted the fact.
She is a dying person, and she doesn't want to worry about those useless things anymore. The only thing she can't let go of now is her son. She doesn't want Tai Zhengting to go bankrupt, not only because of her guilt back then and her gratitude later, but also because of her son.
As the saying goes, many people, many roads.
There are no absolutes in this world, if Ye Qingxin and Jing Boyuan become unreliable in the future, she hopes that there is someone else who can help take care of her son.
Tai Zhengting lowered his head and took a sip of tea, his drooping eyelids covered the flash of calculation in his eyes.
"I heard that Jing Boyuan came to propose marriage to you, so he must have hired you too." After a pause, he looked at Zhou Qiaoqiao's expression, and then said: "The Jing family has a lot of money, so the dowry should not be too thin."
Without waiting for Zhou Qiaoqiao to say anything, Tai Zhengting said directly: "Don't worry, after the company stabilizes, I will definitely return the principal with interest to you."
Zhou Qiaoqiao looked embarrassed.
Tai Zhengting: "Qiaoqiao, the friendship between you and me for so many years, you won't watch me fall and not help me, will you?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but"
Tai Zhengting: "What?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "Jing Boyuan's dowry is not money, but shares."
Tai Zhengting's hand holding the tea cup tightened suddenly, "How many shares does Powerway Group have?"
Zhou Qiaoqiao: "Ten percent."
A flash of ecstasy flashed across Tai Zhengting's eyes.
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