After marrying Shao Qin, I've been losing my horse every day

Chapter 73 One hundred million, painting or not?

Qin Yan looked at the stylishly dressed man across from him.

His legs were crossed, his fingers crossed on his knees, and he leaned against the back of the sofa, speaking very polite words, but it was obviously a haughty gesture.

Qin Yan was extremely polite.

He chuckled lightly and said, "Mr. Su is serious. After all, Mr. Su's ability is obvious to all."

It may sound flattering, but I don't know if it's because the man in front of him is too strong, his aura is too strong or something, Su Ming just heard a hint of sarcasm from it, of course it may be his illusion.

Su Ming's studio in City C is no secret, anyone who wants to find out.

At first, he heard from his assistant that someone from the Jingcheng family came to him to design a dress. At first, he was not happy with it, but when he heard that the person was the famous young master Qin in the capital, Su Ming changed his mind.

What a proud young master Qin is, the No. [-] person who has stood at the top of the pyramid since he was born, condescending to come to him as a designer.

If it is another ordinary designer, it may feel that it has reached the pinnacle of life.

It's a pity that Su Ming is not an ordinary designer.

He agreed to meet Qin Yan just to save Qin Yan's face.

After all, rejecting a person who is very powerful in the entire Hua Kingdom will satisfy Su Ming.

"I have a principle, Young Master Qin doesn't know about it." Su Ming smiled, and the ridiculousness was full of sarcasm.

Qin Yan didn't speak, Fu San, who was standing aside, took a step forward and opened the blue folder in his hand and placed it in front of Su Ming.

Because of Su Ming's attitude towards Qin Yan just now, Fu San's tone was also a little blunt: "This is a contract, you only need a piece of paper, and the 3000 million is yours."

Even Su Ming was taken aback by this battle, looked at Qin Yan suspiciously, and then picked up the contract to look at it.

The 3000 million was paid by Qin Yan himself.

Qin Geng gave him a budget of about 500 million at that time.

After all, no matter how famous Su Ming is, he is only a designer.

How expensive can one of his design drawings be?What's more, 500 million yuan can already buy several manuscripts of many well-known designers.

The reason why Qin Yan is so generous is obviously because he doesn't want to waste time on this matter.

Why waste time on things that can be solved with money.

While Su Ming was reading the contract, Qin Yan lit a cigarette, holding the cigarette butt between two slender fingers with well-defined joints, and his voice was a little hoarse: "A piece of manuscript paper doesn't take much time, and 3000 million Mr. Su should not be a loss." .”

After reading the contract, Su Ming only smiled mockingly when he heard what Qin Yan said, and then threw the contract on the coffee table in front of him.

He put on a more proud posture than before, and raised his head slightly: "Young Master Qin, I think you should be very clear that this is not a question of money, even if you pay [-] million, I will not help you design it." , this is a matter of principle.”

Qin Yan didn't seem surprised. He raised his eyebrows and was about to say something when Fu San suddenly raised his head and glanced at him, hesitant to speak.

Qin Yan looked at him.

Fu San handed Qin Yan's cell phone to him: "Miss Chu sent a message."

Qin Yan's mobile phone has always been in Fu San's hands, and he was always paying attention to it, just because he was afraid that Chu Rong would call him for something suddenly, and he didn't see the message.

He apologized to Su Ming before turning on the phone to check the messages.

Chu Rong: Where is it?
A smile appeared in the corner of Qin Yan's eyes, and he directly sent a location.

Qin Yan: Shall I ask Fu San to pick you up?

Chu Rong: No, it will be there in 5 minutes.

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, it seemed that Chu Rong should be outside.

Chu Rong: Give me the box number.

Qin Yan finally sent a series of numbers, and then turned off the phone.

Su Ming, who was facing him, could feel that Qin Yan's mood improved a lot after turning off the phone.

Sure enough, Qin Yan handed the phone to Fu San, then looked at him, and the next sentence was: "[-] million, do you want to draw or not?"

Su Ming was a little overwhelmed by Qin Yan's operation.

Obviously he is the one who dominates.

Moreover, spending [-] million just to find him to design, is the money burned?

Su Ming couldn't help but say: "Young Master Qin, with all due respect, this is a matter of my principles. I won't design for a wealthy family in the capital. No matter how much money you pay, it's useless. What's more, if you have this money, you might as well invite n to paint .”

n, a superstar in the design world.

A few years ago, in an international designer competition held in State M, this n swept the entire competition with a dress design called "Twilight" and won the championship in a crushing manner, which caused quite a stir in the design world.

Later, this n also participated in many very heavyweight designer competitions, and every time he was the champion, an overwhelming victory.

It's just that this n is very mysterious. Every time she participates in the competition, someone sends her work to the competition site, and someone else collects the trophy on her behalf. No one has ever seen her.

And the reason why she is called n is because no one knows her name.

It's just that when she competes, the final signature will have a symbol, which is very similar to n, except that the right side is not vertical, but left down.

Qin Yan pressed the cigarette he had only taken two puffs into the ashtray and screwed it out, then leaned on the sofa with a smile in his voice: "Mr. Su, the Qin family needs you for the roll call. Could not find n."

n is too mysterious, and no one knows whether she is a man or a woman, let alone her whereabouts.

At one time, some people suspected that it was a retired designer, but looking through the entire design world, they couldn't find a retired designer with such a unique style.

"Young Master Qin can go to someone else. With [-] million, you can find several designers to design several pictures." Su Ming was still not moved by [-] million, and even said that he was a little rude.

"Mr. Su, it was the Qin family who asked for you by name, but I didn't insist on looking for you." Qin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said in a dragged tone.

When Su Ming wanted to say something, the door of the private room was pushed open.

The eyes of several people in the private room followed the sound.

Before anyone came in, Qin Yan smelled the aroma of grilled skewers mixed with fried chicken.

Chu Rong pushed the door open with her elbow, holding a skewer in one hand, and several plastic bags in the hand that pushed the door.

She glanced at the person sitting across from Qin Yan, then walked towards Qin Yan while biting the skewer.

When the girl walked, her steps were slow and undisciplined, and she had a ruffian air all over her body.

Fu San felt that when she bit the skewers, she looked like the kind of gangsters on the street, but her temperament was completely different from those gangsters.

When Qin Yan saw Chu Rong, his eyes softened obviously, watching her sitting beside him very naturally, and then put the things in his hand on the tea table in front of him.

"Why do you want to come all of a sudden?" Qin Yan looked at her with deep black eyes.

Chu Rong didn't answer, but picked out a plastic bag from the pile of things on the coffee table, and threw it towards Su Ming who was opposite him: "You love, Mochi."

(End of this chapter)