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67. Chapter 67 Tortured to the point of vomiting blood 7

In the evening, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and students walked out of the school gates one after another, heads shaking.

Fan Qihua silently watched the crowd after school. A pair of girls with completely different temperaments appeared at the door holding hands, chatting and laughing, their little faces were red, full of youth, as bright as spring.

Her eyes lit up and she waved her hand, "Here."

The two girls ran over like little birds and jumped into the car. Qingting took the mineral water and took a big sip.

"Aunt Fan, when the market opens tomorrow, we will sell all the stocks."

Fan Qihua was startled, "All of them? Do you want to keep some?"

She no longer dared to scrutinize the girl in front of her. Her thoughts were too careful and delicate, and her plan and design were flawless, without even a single flaw.

Having such a scheming mind at such a young age should have frightened people, but when she saw the video of Qing Ting being beaten to the point of bleeding and bleeding, she finally understood the indifference and indifference in her eyes that had not faded all year round.

Understand what she did.

In that home, Qingting was helpless and allowed to be slaughtered by others. He was wronged but could not utter a single word of pain. If he stayed there, he would only be eaten up by those scum. Only by rising up to resist can he find a way out.

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For such Qingting, she only felt heartbroken, full of heartache and pity. A lonely child was in a cannibalistic environment with no one to protect him. He had to rely on himself for everything. Even if he was beaten to death, he still had to fight for those people.

If you say nice things in defense, who can understand this kind of grievance and pain?

Qingting is just a child!

Qingting raised his little face, with a hint of warmth in his eyes, but his tone was very firm, "No, deal with it all."

Fan Qihua couldn't help but touch her head, "Okay, it's all up to you, what should we do next?"

At the beginning, all the more than 60 million yuan was spent on Ye's stock under Qingting's arrangement. They were bought at the lowest price. Now, as the stock price has risen, it has doubled several times.

Qingting pursed his lips slightly, showing a faint smile, and made a decisive decision, "Half of the funds will be injected into the clothing company, and the other half will be retained. I can use it."

The first battle was fought beautifully, not only did the Ye family lose their reputation, but also caused them heavy losses, but he gained a lot.

There was no doubt that Fan Qihua founded Qihua Clothing Company. The styles designed by Qingting became an instant hit at the annual fashion show and became the biggest highlight. The company took the opportunity to launch the first batch of products and cooperated with powerful marketing methods.

, the product was sold out immediately, and the first shot was fired.

Fan Qihua was in charge of the operation, while Qingting was behind the scenes designing styles and providing ideas. The two of them cooperated tacitly, and the company's business was booming and prosperous.

The Ye family is peaceful, with a loving father and a filial daughter. It seems like nothing has happened. Except for Ye Shaojie being sent abroad to avoid the limelight, everything is so peaceful.

Qingting did not dare to relax, and responded with all his strength. This was just the calm before the war, and a bigger storm was brewing.

It's the weekend again, and the shopping mall is bustling with activity. Various promotions are happening one after another, and customers are crowded.

Qingting was wearing a newly purchased bright yellow spring dress, with her hair tied into a ponytail, and was shopping leisurely. She was very interested in this year's new styles. Every time she passed a clothing brand store, she would go in to check it out, touch it and try it on.

Ye Siyu beside him was dressed brightly, but his face was full of displeasure.

Huh, if it weren't for her parents' strict orders, she wouldn't want to go shopping with this annoying girl.

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