Chapter 120 Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety
Chapter 120 A loving father and a filial son
Qi Yanran successfully gained Song Ziqian's affection.
On the other hand, Qi Boyuan's press conference was also very successful.
Orders increased by 20% compared to previous new products, and Qi Boyuan was in a very happy mood.
This kind of unity is really valuable.
If Qi Yuan can go to his company, then there will be a continuous supply of these design drafts, and they are free of charge. Then there will be no need to worry about orders.
Whether it's because of the company or because he wants to find a new home, Qi Yuan must be taken back.
Qi Boyuan did not notice that there was a little turmoil in the high-end jewelry customization circle in Jianglin City.
The success of these two press conferences, Yunhui and Qijia, has allowed many businesses to see the benefits.
As a result, a large number of design drafts were released to follow the trend.
It seems that the style of jewelry worn by women in Jianglin City has changed.
Qi Boyuan was in a happy mood, and Qi Yanran's attitude improved a bit. The father and daughter sat and talked.
"Dad, I have convinced Song Ziqian. He agrees to marry Qi Yuan, but Qi Yuan wants to save face, so it may take some effort."
"Okay, well done. I will contact Second Young Master Shen as soon as possible. The injury on your face is too ugly. I will find you a good hospital and you can have plastic surgery first."
Qi Yanran's eyes flashed coldly, "Okay, dad."
Qi Boyuan regarded Qi Yanran as a climbing tool.
Qi Yanran no longer believes in the love between father and son.
What a loving father and filial son.
At this time, Xu Ling woke up in the hotel and subconsciously called out to Wang Ma, but found that the place around her was empty. She was a little confused and didn't know where she was.
After I came back to my senses, I remembered that I was homeless now, and I was so angry that I smashed the room.
She looked ugly and planned to go back to Qi's house first.
But couldn't make it.
The hotel demanded compensation, but she didn't have enough money in her card.
In the past years, Xu Ling lived in the Qi family and never worried about money.
Xu Ling was so embarrassed that she became angry.
She called Qi Boyuan, but Qi Boyuan didn't answer.
I called Qi Yanran again, but Qi Yanran still turned off her phone.
Finally, she reluctantly put down her arrogance and called her sister-in-law Wu Siya, but Wu Siya hung up on her directly.
Xu Ling was completely confused.
No one could be found, so she was detained in the hotel.
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Qi Yuan did not go to the company today.
After seeing off Qi Boyuan, she went to the Ink Painting Pavilion.
He received a big eye roll from Li Hongjun and an eccentric remark from the old man: "Hey, is this busy person finally willing to come to the Shui Mo Pavilion? It's a rare visitor!"
Qi Yuan really felt guilty this time.
I originally promised the teacher that I would come here once a week, but I have been busy recently and haven’t been to the Ink Painting Pavilion for a long time.
"teacher."
"Don't call me teacher, I don't have an annoying student like you!"
"Teacher, I was wrong."
Li Hongjun suddenly stopped staring, as if the ball was deflated, and he was almost out of breath.
"Little apprentice, what I'm saying is, even if you have talent, can you spend more time on Chinese painting?"
Qi Yuan nodded immediately: "Okay, I will come to the Ink Painting Pavilion in the next few days. I want to discuss with the teacher the second round of works in the Chinese painting exhibition."
Li Hongjun then let Qi Yuan go and happily took Qi Yuan to the third floor.
The way he was teaching on a pole was almost unbearable.
Song Xiao wandered around the Ink Painting Pavilion for a long time. He couldn't understand these books and paintings. The more he read, the more he wanted to sleep.
I simply ran outside the gate to smoke a cigarette.
After hesitating for a long time, Song Xiao still called the young master anxiously.
"Young Master, that...those design drawings at Qi Boyuan's new product launch conference this morning were actually given by the Young Madam..."
After Song Xiao finished speaking, he almost subconsciously held his breath.
He didn't know how the young master would react if the young lady helped the other company so blatantly.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time. Song Xiao thought that the young master would be angry, so he couldn't help but help explain: "After all, the Qi family has raised the young lady for so many years, and the young lady probably still has feelings for them..."
Shen Yutang's calm voice interrupted Song Xiao's explanation: "It doesn't matter, let her help whoever she wants to help, don't stop her."
Song Xiao breathed a sigh of relief for the young lady, but then he felt a little sorry for the young lady.
The eldest son trusts the young madam so much, but the young madam goes behind the eldest young man's back to help a competitor.
Song Xiao felt like he was about to have a schizophrenia.
In the next few days, Qi Yuan will be at the Ink Painting Pavilion.
The Yunhui Design Department is extremely busy. Everyone works overtime every day, but not only does their director Qi not work overtime, he has disappeared these days.
Liang Shan couldn't hold on anymore. She couldn't help but call Qi Yuan this morning: "Director Qi, where have you been recently? Why don't you come to the company?"
Qi Yuan had just finished painting a painting, and the teacher on the side was making comments. When she received the call, she just replied lightly: "Is there anything you can't figure out that you need me to do?"
Liang Shan was originally filled with resentment, but was suppressed by such words, "No, we can handle it."
Qi Yuan said calmly: "Well, you can handle it yourself. I have other things to do and I don't have time to come to the company recently."
Qi Yuan worked as the design director in Yunhui Design Department. She was threatened by Shen Yutang in the beginning and she didn't get paid. There was no need to be on call all day long. She just needed to handle the things she should handle.
After Qi Yuan finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Everyone in the design department looked at Liang Shan eagerly.
Liang Shan crackled and said: "You are all watching what I am doing. If you don't hurry up and go to work, we will all work overtime today!"
A group of depressed people, working overtime in pain and joy.
Qi Yuan has been going to the Ink Painting Pavilion every day recently.
I got off the subway today and saw a painting stall at the subway entrance.
This man wore a hat and a mask and painted portraits of passers-by for fifty yuan a picture.
Qi Yuan noticed because the man kept staring at her and drawing with his left hand.
When Qi Yuan saw that the other party was looking at her, her eyes fell on the portraits and she said: "The paintings are good."
The painter wearing a mask froze slightly, and then said to Qi Yuan in a hoarse voice: "Thank you... thank you."
Qi Yuan nodded and left quickly.
Walked out of the subway entrance and walked into the Ink Painting Pavilion.
The painter took off the mask and it turned out to be He Rong who had disappeared for a long time.
Last time I was bitten by Song Ziqian's dog on my right hand, and my vocal cords were also injured.
What was a good and promising life was ruined.
She frantically ran to find Qi Yuan, whom she thought was the culprit, but found that Qi Yuan didn't remember her at all.
Perhaps because he had died once, He Rong woke up at that moment.
All this has nothing to do with Qi Yuan and is her own fault.
It was she who was harming Qi Yuan, she owed Qi Yuan too much.
He Rong felt that the reason why she was not bitten to death by a dog was because God allowed her to atone for her sins.
So I set up a stall at the subway entrance opposite the Ink Painting Pavilion and tried to draw with my left hand.
Thinking that if you get closer, you might be able to atone for your sins one day.
But I didn't expect that Qi Yuan would say that she painted well.
He Rong's pen tip wandered across the drawing paper, and her face burst into tears.
