Xu Qiao found that Cheng Lang seemed to be getting more and more dangerous.
This kind of danger does not lie in him, but in the fact that she knows that he is taking advantage of others, and knows that he is making use of the problem, but she doesn't find it annoying. When she can't refuse him, she can always think of a reason to convince herself—for example, I There is really nowhere to go now, so let's avoid the limelight at his house for a while, just stay for a few days! For another example, Zhao Baoxing is about to be abused. At such a happy moment, it seems okay to hug and celebrate, and he still has injuries on his hands, so don't move around!
But when I wake up afterwards, in retrospect, these reasons are actually all excuses.
With nowhere to go, she can ask Zhu Li for help, and they have resumed contact.
Isn't high five enough to express joy? How dignified it is for a lonely man and a widow to hug each other!
Xu Qiao was distressed, and when she was separated from Cheng Lang, she wondered what kind of body wash he used and why it smelled so good.
The two discussed a few words about Zhao Baoxing, as if it was really just a hug to celebrate victory in advance, and then they parted ways and went back to their respective rooms.
Cheng Lang concealed the unavoidable sweat after the hug, went back into the bathroom, took off his bathrobe, stood under the shower and turned on the water.
The fine water washes over the body, which is as tender and tender as the touch of nephrite jade in the bosom.
In the hot air, his heart was beating faster than when he first had the attack.
He closed his eyes, suppressed the restlessness, and lowered the water temperature by ten degrees.
On the other side, Xu Qiao didn't turn on the light immediately after locking the door, leaning her back against the door panel, quietly hiding the secret that was about to come out in her heart in the darkness, and let out a deep breath.
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For two days in a row, Xu Qiaowo continued to work on the design draft at home, trying to ignore the influence of Cheng Lang on her concentrating on her career.
Cheng Lang went back and forth between Lishan Mansion and Lanchen Group at two o'clock and one line from nine to five, and he didn't disturb her preparations for the London exhibition when she went home at night. She just sat not far from her and silently dealt with some The work completed by the group overtime seems to be gaining some sense of existence.
It wasn't until the evening of the third day when he came back from get off work that he asked her for the first time if she was free tonight.
"Didn't you see that I'm busy?" Xu Qiao was drawing a manuscript by the floor-to-ceiling window and kept writing, "I won't go out to play with you."
"Didn't I ask you to go out to play, do I look like a stumbling block in your career?" Cheng Lang walked behind her with a smile, "Things with Fantui have progressed, if you have time, I will give you a video later Connect to a negotiation."
"With whom?" Xu Qiao finally stopped writing, "With you here, do you still need me to negotiate things like this?"
"Miss Liang Que, former creative director of Jin Lu."
Cheng Lang answered two questions in one sentence.
When Xu Qiao heard this name, she understood why Cheng Lang wanted her to come forward.
Speaking of which, it is not an exaggeration to define her relationship with Liang Que with the phrase "old acquaintance".
After all, the maiden work that helped Liang Que become famous and entered the Florence International Design Biennale was actually the result of being criticized by her and revised according to her opinion.
So although Xu Qiao is a few years younger than Liang Que, she has witnessed her transformation from an unknown jewelry designer to the chief of Jinlu at a young age.
According to Xu Qiao's high vision and high requirements for jewelry, Liang Que is not a talented jewelry designer, but she can be regarded as attentive to design and has the tenacity to polish her works. It is a pity for Zhao Baoxing to be a shooter.
"What's the situation with her now?" Xu Qiao asked, "Is she really willing to be Zhao Baoxing's shooter?"
"not completely."
Cheng Lang told Xu Qiao that in Jinlu's core design team, the others were indeed attracted by the generous conditions offered by Mr. Zhao before switching to Fancui, but Liang Que was different. With her qualifications, Jin Lu fell, and she didn't have to choose Fantui. The reason why she accepted the olive branch thrown by Fantui was because she was in urgent need of a large sum of money.
Liang Que's father died early, and he was brought up by his mother since he was a child. He has an uncle who is fond of gambling.
My uncle has frequently owed usury loans these years. The creditor heard that he has a successful niece and often asks her for debt collection. At first, she helped if she could, but after a long time, she was sucked by blood and lost all her savings, and she no longer wanted to take care of her uncle's bad debts.
However, once this matter started, it was not easy to end, and those people in the gray area did not let her go.
During that time, she and her mother were harassed by people of all kinds and ranks every day—the doors and windows of the house were smashed, chicken blood was poured on them, they were threatened by hooligans who jumped out of the office on the way to and from work, and they could receive scary and weird calls in the middle of the night.
Calling the police and moving house can only quell the storm, and it didn't take long for these terrible things to come back again.
However, considering her own reputation, she has not publicly sought help from others.
At this time, Fan Cui came to her and said that he would pay off all the debts for her uncle at once, as long as she was Zhao Baoxing's shooter.
Cheng Lang tried his best to describe it as concisely as possible, but Xu Qiao still felt chills when he heard it, thinking that after the catastrophe, he was not threatened personally from the beginning to the end, which is a blessing in misfortune.
She waited for a while before asking: "In this case, how can I persuade Liang Que to expose Zhao Baoxing publicly? She is taking money to do things, so it's not easy to betray her?"
"If the money was really given to her uncle to repay the debt, it would be really tricky," Cheng Lang smiled, "But Assistant Gao found out that her uncle did not owe this huge debt at all at the time, and it was the Zhao family who colluded with her uncle and the debtor." Starred in a scene. The Zhao family actually just paid performance fees and facilitation fees to the two parties."
Xu Qiao exclaimed: "Society, there are many people who are more black-hearted and black-hearted than you."
"Huh?" Cheng Lang raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, but I'm not as smart as you, it's all useless." Xu Qiao rounded up the words, "Then what lines do I need to say later?"
Cheng Lang moved a high chair and sat down beside her: "Come on, I'll teach you one sentence at a time."
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An hour later, Xu Qiao put on an aura of negotiating makeup, found a blank background wall at Cheng Lang's house, and connected to Liang Que's video: "Designer Liang, long time no see."
On the other side of the screen, Liang Que was obviously taken aback and didn't realize it for a long time. After a while, he said, "Miss Xu? You are the one who sent me the recorder?"
The recorder Liang Que spoke of was the evidence that the Zhao family colluded with her uncle and creditors. Along with the recording pen, there was also a letter about the video invitation.
But Cheng Lang didn't reveal his identity, and Liang Que couldn't guess who was contacting her.
Xu Qiao nodded with a smile: "It's me."
"How did you find me? How did you investigate these things?" Liang Que frowned, "Didn't you leave with Mr. Xu?"
"Miss Liang, the mud bodhisattva crossing the river, can't protect herself, so don't care about my life experience. I found you, and it will not do you any harm. For a debt that doesn't actually exist, I want to lose my career as a designer. I think Liang Miss' situation will not be worse than it is now."
Liang Que pursed his lips.
"I'm not someone who likes to meddle in other people's business," Xu Qiao tapped the edge of the table lightly with her index finger knuckles, "but the set of jewelry released by Zhao Baoxing was originally customized for me, and I'm not very big in this regard. Moreover, Ms. Liang should also know how bad the relationship between me and Zhao Baoxing, and even between the Xu family and the Zhao family is."
"So you found me because you wanted me to stand up and disclose this matter?" Liang Que asked in disbelief.
"right."
Liang Que shook his head: "Miss Xu, I don't think you can understand my current situation. Even if the evidence you provided is true, I have already boarded the Zhao family's boat. A small person like me cannot afford to offend the Zhao family."
"You can't afford to offend me, and I can afford to offend you. If I don't have the ability to guarantee you a safe escape from this dispute, I'm embarrassed to tell you this, don't you think?"
"What can you do for me?"
"As long as you disclose the facts as I said, I can provide you with an opportunity to study abroad, including employment, so that you can successfully get rid of the threat of the blood-sucking uncle and the Zhao family, take your mother away and start a new life."
Liang Que seemed a little unbelievable, and after digesting for a while, he said, "What if I don't make this deal with you?"
"I sincerely hope that the word 'courtesy' should be terminated in the word 'ritual', but if Ms. Liang refuses to cooperate, then I, an insider, will have to come forward and expose the matter. The victim who was coerced by the Zhao family to become a gunman' became the perpetrator who "sell the team's work for money with the Zhao family"." Xu Qiao made a "please" gesture, "Which way to go is up to you to choose .”
Liang Que's face turned pale for a moment, and he said with a wry smile: "Miss Xu, if you can really fulfill your promise, of course I am moved by this condition, but you have disappeared for so long, Jin Lu is gone, and Xu's family is also broken up. How can I believe that your empty words can bring me a stable life? I don't quite understand, do you now... "
"You want to ask, am I still as capable as before?" Xu Qiao sighed and shook her head, "That's not true, I am more capable than before."
Liang Que was taken aback.
Xu Qiao smiled and waved to the side: "Husband—"
Cheng Lang smiled and got up from the sofa and walked towards her.
Xu Qiao cursed perverted in her heart.
Doesn't this dog man have other words to convince Liang Que
He insisted on adding this scene to himself!
Cheng Lang walked up to Xu Qiao, gently embraced her shoulders, and nodded to the stunned person in the video: "Hello, Ms. Liang."