Chapter 2035 Not a little girlfriend, but the future president's wife
Chen Laner's chest heaved violently with anger, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Bao'er, do you know what you are talking about? You hurt your family time and time again just to favor an outsider? What on earth are you thinking?"
Baoer covered his beaten face, and his heart seemed to be filled with ripples, unable to calm down no matter what.
For so many years, Chen Lan'er has never hit her. Only after Wang Qiang came back, Chen Lan'er's attitude towards her changed drastically.
The transformation was so overwhelming that she couldn't even react.
"Mom, as you said, I have only seen the so-called family members want to hurt me a few times. But the outsiders you mentioned have protected me time and time again. I will help you or not."
Chen Laner took a deep breath: "Okay, Bao'er, let me say it one last time, if you send that child away, we will forgive you."
Baoer glanced at Xiaobao in front of him and shook his head firmly: "I will not send Xiaobao away."
Wang Qiang kept yelling at the side: "It hurts, Mom, my legs hurt!"
Chen Laner couldn't care less and helped him leave anxiously: "Don't worry, mom will take you to the hospital now."
After everyone left, Bao'er sat on the bed in despair, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.
Unconsciously, the tears in my eyes fell uncontrollably.
Xiaobao was silently wiping her tears at the side: "Little master, don't cry, Xiaobao feels bad."
"Don't cry, Xiaobao will stay here. I have to go to work." Baoer settled Xiaobao and then left.
Xiaobao sat on the bed obediently: "Okay, little master, I'll wait for you to come back."
After sorting out his mood, Baoer went to the Qin Group.
When he first arrived downstairs, an arm suddenly stretched out and strangled Bao'er's neck.
"Bao'er, why are you here so late today? You are as late as me! Have you had breakfast?"
Bao'er looked back at Gong Ming who showed a hearty smile, and couldn't help but get out of his arm: "You haven't eaten, you are already late, where can you have time to have breakfast?"
Gong Ming instantly took out a cup of fresh soy milk and fried dough sticks from his arms: "I knew you didn't eat them, so here, I prepared them for you, eat them while they're hot."
She took the hot breakfast and felt warm in her heart: "Thank you, Princess Gong."
His big hand patted her little head: "If you really want to thank me, treat me to hot pot tonight! How about it?"
"No! I'm so poor, and you still want to blackmail me!" She curled her lips pretending to be aggrieved.
Gong Ming snapped his fingers: "What I'm saying is, if you treat me, I'll pay for it."
Baoer immediately changed his face and gestured OK: "That's no problem, see you in the evening."
When she arrived at the CEO's office, Qin Yukai pulled her over and pressed her against the wall.
The cold light in his eyes gently swept over the soy milk and fried dough sticks in her hand, "Who gave them to you?"
"My beautiful lady." The woman answered honestly.
As soon as he heard this name, the displeasure on Qin Yukai's face became even more obvious.
He stretched out his hand, took the soy milk and fried dough sticks from her hand, and threw it into the trash can.
"It's early in the morning, eat something nutritious."
After saying that, he took Bao'er and sat in front of the coffee table.
A woman who looked like a secretary quickly walked in with two prepared nutritious meals.
The nutritious meal includes a portion of millet porridge, a plate of fruit sofa, and a cup of hot milk next to it.
Bao'er blinked: "Um, CEO, do you want to dine with me?"
"Otherwise? Do you want me to feed you?" Qin Yukai said and looked at the woman beside him.
She immediately waved her hand: "No, no, no, that's not what I meant."
Bao'er took five minutes to quickly finish the nutritious meal in front of him, and then wiped his mouth.
She picked up the design draft in her hand energetically: "President, I'm going to discuss cooperation first! Just wait until my first order is successfully placed!"
After saying that, she ran out on her own.
After Bao'er left, Qin Yukai personally called Qin Muya's design department: "Help me pay more attention to Bao'er's situation there."
Qin Muya tilted her head and couldn't help laughing: "What? I care about your little girlfriend?"
His tone suddenly became very serious and serious: "I'm not my little girlfriend, I'm the future wife of the president."
Baoer is a newcomer, she has no reputation before, and her design draft has not been recognized.
So when we talked about cooperation, we almost hit the wall time and time again. Almost no company was willing to buy Baoer's design draft and sign a contract with her.
Baoer confidently went in to talk about cooperation again and again, but finally walked out feeling disappointed again and again.
She sat on the stone steps by the river and couldn't help but raise her head and look at the sky: "This is not possible! I have to work harder! Otherwise, how can I get closer to my idol!"
Thinking of the mythical Gu Manman who can never be surpassed in the design world, she instantly gained countless spiritual powers.
With this in mind, she walked into the last large clothing company on the list.
She was originally the person in charge of the interview, but what she didn't expect was that the general manager personally received her.
This made her feel very flattered: "Hello, Mr. Liu, this is my design draft."
The general manager took her design draft and observed it carefully without saying anything.
Bao'er nervously clenched his hands and said: "Mr. Liu, although I am a newcomer and have never had any outstanding achievements before, including fame. But I believe that you are a discerning person, and you will definitely be able to tell.
My designs are very different."
The general manager put down the design draft in his hand with a faint smile: "Ms. Chen seems to be very confident in her work."
"Of course, each of my design drafts is designed with my heart. I put my efforts into it, and these design drafts have their own value. Although most of the value now is defined by others, in the
In my heart, the value of my design is defined by me as a designer."
If a normal company boss heard what she said, he would definitely think that Chen Baoer was very arrogant and praised himself too highly.
However, the general manager in front of him slowly applauded.
There was a little more appreciation in his eyes: "No, Miss Chen is an interesting person and a talented person."
"Indeed, your design draft has this value. We will sign an agreement with you and buy it for 300,000 yuan per piece. The designer of the design draft is still you. In terms of sales, for every piece sold,
What do you think of a 30% commission?"
Baoer stood up excitedly: "Of course! Mr. Liu, happy cooperation!"
What she didn't expect was that the last order would go so smoothly!
Moreover, the price of 300,000 yuan had never occurred to her, and the commission was extremely high. It was like a pie suddenly fell from the sky.