An Qi felt restless throughout the day. She looked at the snow-white drawings, but couldn't draw anything. Her ears were always filled with those disgusting words. When she returned to the Rose Garden, she didn't even eat a few mouthfuls of food before she went to bed.
Entered the bedroom.
Ling Chenzhen returned to the bedroom. An Qi stood up uneasily, looked at him and asked, "Why are you doing this? You just want everyone in the company to know about my relationship with you, right?"
"What's the matter? Are you afraid that others will know about our relationship? My plaything." Ling Chenzhen was very disappointed that An Qi asked such a question. He originally thought that she should be worried about the company's drawings, but...
An Qi smiled sadly and nodded ridiculously: "Yes! I am your plaything. Now your goal has been achieved. Everyone knows that I got the treatment I am now by climbing into your bed."
"Stupid and ignorant woman..." Ling Chen glanced at An Qi with disgust. After all, she just had a similar face to her, and no one could imitate her essence. How could a woman from a poor area be able to do that?
Become a socialite who has always lived at the forefront of high society.
Before he finished speaking, he ruthlessly grabbed An Qi's wrist and took out the syringe. When he was about to insert it into the blood vessel to draw blood, he found that his wrist was full of tiny needle holes and there was no place to insert it.
.
Why didn't she wake up after drawing so much blood?
While he was thinking, An Qi suddenly snatched the syringe from his hand and inserted it into the blood vessel on his wrist. She endured the pain and drew out the blood, then threw it in front of him, "Get out! I want to be alone."
Ling Chen looked at An Qi like this, his eyes sparkling. She must be so wronged. Why didn't she beg him to let her go at this time? Haha... Stupid woman.
Ling Chen walked out of the Rose Garden, turned around and walked to the garden behind. The bodyguard at the door respectfully called His Highness, and he pressed a series of passwords to enter. The doctor in a snow-white gown just walked out of the bedroom and saw his
At that moment, he shook his head and sighed, "Your Highness..."
He was so scared that something happened to her, and grabbed his hand in horror, "What happened? Why do you look like this? Is there something wrong with her?"
The doctor held Ling Chenzhen's hand: "Your Highness, you should have known from the beginning that the chance of Miss An's survival is very small. This disease is very rare, and I am afraid that even Miss An's blood may not be able to cure it."
"Not necessarily? How can I exchange that woman's blood with hers?" Ling Chenzhen didn't know why he had such thoughts. He just knew that the woman could not pass away from his life.
When the doctor heard Ling Chenzhen's words, he was surprised at first, and then shook his head, "It's impossible, this is too illusory, no one has ever done it, and two lives may be lost at any time, so we must not take risks."
Ling Chenzhi hummed indifferently, walked to the bedroom dejectedly, and stood quietly in front of the bed, looking at the woman with pale face and pale lips. His fingers caressed her facial features lovingly, wanting to touch her every bit.
It's engraved in my heart.
Two days later, in the early morning, the design department of Ling's Enterprise exploded, waiting for the two protagonists to come on stage. This was a competition between the president's underground lover and the veteran-level design director.
Many people are speculating whether the president is protecting his underground lover or the design director who has devoted so much to the company. Weiwei's reputation in the company is not good. Most people don't like her very much and think she is too aloof.
Everyone was talking excitedly, and the sound of high-heeled shoes clacked loudly. Weiwei appeared in the corridor of the company wearing silver high-heeled shoes and carrying a bag. Her big curly hair swayed gently as she walked.
When I walked into the office, my colleagues in the design department immediately sat upright and did their own thing seriously. When they saw her coming, they immediately shouted, "Sister Weiwei, okay."
In less than ten minutes, Ling Chenzhen also appeared in the design department, but he did not see the rumored An Qi. This woman was so bold that she actually asked the two big shots, the president and the director, to wait.
However, in another ten minutes, three celebrities in the fashion industry came, one was a celebrity designer, one was the veteran fashion designer Sister Lin, and the other was a famous model.
Wow……
The lineup of judges is truly extraordinary.
After the three judges took their seats, the sound of high-heeled shoes clucked again. Angel appeared in front of everyone, but she changed her outfit. She changed her usual dull uniform and put on a high-waisted skirt and chiffon fungus.
The shirt on the side, her hair slightly curled and slightly burgundy, and her pretty little face with light make-up, it was so beautiful that it made people stop breathing.
Ling Chenzhen, who had been sitting on the sofa and flipping through documents, saw An Qi coming over, with a hint of appreciation at the corner of her mouth. She knew how to find these three judges and also knew how to change her clothes. So it seems that after that day, she should
Understand what life is.
Zuo Li, Ling Chenzhen's assistant, walked to Weiwei's side and said, "Sister Weiwei, where are your design sketches?"
Weiwei glared at An Qi, handed the folder over, looked at the judges on the side and said, "Three such well-known judges usually look at their strength and never care about their appearance. They dress so beautifully, they seem to be specializing in who...
…”
Ling Chen remained silent, and Zuo Li said: "Today's results were determined by three judges. Your Highness just came to take a look. Don't worry, everyone is completely fair and fair. The winner will be qualified to be the director of the design department."
Weiwei was completely flustered when she heard this and protested dissatisfied, "President, this woman is just a newcomer. She has only been in the company for a few days. What qualifications does she have to be the design director?"
Ling Chen glanced at Weiwei, "Weiwei, are you afraid that you will lose to a newcomer, or have you already lost all your talent?"
"My skills are not as good as others, so I am willing to be inferior, but I have been in the company for so many years and have dedicated myself to the company without asking for anything in return. I absolutely cannot bear to see the company fail at the hands of a newcomer. President, you have always been wise, why are you like this?"
This is the first time you can be so confused." Weiwei stared at Ling Chen Zhen with some fear and kept saying.
At this time, Sister Lin spoke, "If you lose, you lose. You have been in the fashion industry for so long, Weiwei, don't you know the rules? As for whether this lady is qualified for the position of design director, that is her business.
And today’s newcomers will always give us some unexpected miracles.”
Weiwei didn't expect that even Sister Lin would speak for this woman. Suddenly her face turned red with anger, she fell back on the sofa heavily, turned away without saying a word. At that moment, she was really afraid of losing...
Angel is a woman who can add so many highlights by just adding a few strokes to her design, which is definitely a wonder.
The two design drawings were in the hands of the three judges, and An Qi was calmly waiting for the results.
Half an hour later, the scores of the two sides finally came out.
Sister Lin stepped forward and announced: "Miss An Qi scored 9.6 points, and Wei Wei scored 9.0 points. The reason why we give high scores to An Qi is because her works are novel and can bring another trend to the fashion industry. Wei Wei's design
Although the lines of the drawing are fluent, they follow the rules and cannot create new elements. Angel's long dress was added in winter. She cleverly added a lot of things to protect it from the cold without making it look redundant, and it even acts as the icing on the cake."
Ling Chen looked indifferent as usual, nodded and said: "Weiwei, from now on you will go to a design school here in the United States to further your studies. This is what you deserve for your years of service to the company. As for An Qi, she is confident that she will be the design director of the company."
Position?"
An Qi stood up and looked at Ling Chenzhen anxiously. How important is the position of design director? How could a person with no work experience or even low education be qualified? As a manager, Ling Chenzhen would definitely make such a decision.
It has his meaning.
But she must not be brave and do what she can. She looked at Ling Chenzhen boldly and said: "The position of design director should be given to a capable person with design talent, management experience and ability. An Qi
For such a newcomer, it is lucky to be able to defeat Sister Weiwei, but it is absolutely impossible to replace Sister Weiwei. An Qi just wants to continue to be an assistant peacefully, continue to learn and gain experience. Thank you, CEO, for giving me this
I'm really sorry that I failed to live up to your expectations."
Bang bang...
When Sister Lin heard these words, she was the first to applaud. She already knew the truth before she came. It turned out that she was not her baby, but another woman who looked very imaginary. Although she looked similar to her, her temperament was slightly different.
, but she has another kind of beauty.
One is a winter plum blossom on a branch, and the other is a peach blossom blooming in spring. They are beautiful, gentle, unobtrusive, yet so eye-catching.
Ling Chenzhen was also a little surprised by An Qi's answer. Weiwei on the side was even more embarrassed. An Qi's sensible and general knowledge made her seem too careless.
In the end, Weiwei chose to go abroad for further study. Lingchen Jinhua paid a high price to hire Sister Lin to come to the company as the design director, and An Qi continued to be her assistant. This matter spread throughout the company, and most people looked at An Qi in a different light.
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The scandal about the underground lover was covered up unconsciously.
When she got off work, she walked out of the elevator and saw Ling Chenzhen parked his car waiting for her. She nervously grabbed her bag and walked to him. He opened the car door and asked her to sit down, "I'm going to a dance party."
Your identity at this time is Ling Ruoer, not An Qi, do you understand?"
An Qi's heart skipped a beat. Was the girl in his heart named Ling Ruo'er? An Ran nodded and learned to accept it calmly. She could do it more perfectly, even better than the woman named Ling Ruo'er.
The Bugatti Veyron, which was black on top and red on the bottom, came out of Xia Yinxue's sight. She bit her pink lips in grievance and tears kept falling. Why, after waiting for so many years, could she still not get into his heart?
An ugly duckling can get so many exceptions just because of his face. Why? What does her waiting and effort mean? Why?