1993 Glamour at a Glance

Chapter 45 The Price of Excellence

After living a new life, Song Yang was not prepared to let go of his desire and indulge in lust.

Bodao asked him to sing, but he didn't go, he steamed in the sauna seriously.

At this moment, the only remaining innocence is the most rare, which is actually the part of emotion, Song Yang's greatest expectation for this era.

And Lin Qixia's opinion of him is just the reaction that a mother in this era will definitely have.

Who made Song Yang a bit too monstrous, who made Lin Qixia a lone wolf protecting her daughter, who made Shen Qingxue so firm and brave?
The reply was sent out, Song Yang was not in a hurry, anyway, he would call her home to inquire about the situation at night.

Next, at his own pace, he printed his handwritten manuscripts and pictures drawn by Dai Can through the printing factory.

He wanted to appear in front of the township enterprise, Weifang Woolen Garment Factory, with a formal and professional image as a local top student in Uygur.

Last year, Yanda Founder launched the first Chinese color laser phototypesetting system.

What Weifang Woolen Clothing Factory is looking for is a logo, and of course it must be in color.

And Song Yang also asked Dai Can to draw a lot of application scene diagrams, all of which were prepared to be typeset and bound into a book.

"Only ten copies?"

Yanda University has its own publishing house, and Qin Yuee works in the library and helped introduce a factory.

Now people think they heard it wrong, and Bian Kai, who accompanied Song Yang, couldn't help but look at Song Yang, not understanding.

The cost of plate making is high.With such a small print run, the cost per volume is very high.

Even adding that Song Yang needs to print some business cards, it will cost a lot of money.

Song Yang couldn't help but miss the later computers and printers.

But there is no way, now this is the technical condition.

"How much is the plate-making fee and start-up fee!" Song Yang doesn't care about this little money. After all, it is related to whether the whole business of selling suits and giving BP machines can be successful. "As long as it can produce the effect I want!"

The person from the small printing factory looked at Bian Kai, and he could only smile and say, "Help me!"

People are willing to spend money, as long as they can make money, what would a printing factory not want?

After paying the money with him, Bian Kai couldn't help but said: "With such a big capital, are you sure you will be selected?"

"Must be sure."

Song Yang did spend a lot of money on this breath.

Only so many copies are printed separately, and the cost of each volume is more than 70 yuan.

After 20 years, it is equivalent to spending thousands of dollars to print a brochure, and it costs nearly ten thousand to print ten copies!
So Bian Kai couldn't figure out why Song Yang did this at all, he just thought it would be fine for him to show others the manuscripts drawn by Dai Can, at most it would be good to make the text content into a printed booklet.

Why bother with pictures and texts?
Song Yang couldn't get the finished product right away, and had to wait three days after communicating the typesetting method.

This is also the reason why he has enough money, coupled with the relationship between friends, to expedite it.

Bian Kai felt a strong impact. Did he dare to spend money like this because he could earn money, or did he earn money because he dared to spend money like this?
He didn't know that what Song Yang rushed was the overall profit of hundreds of thousands.

Lin Qixia also received a strong shock, thinking in a trance all the time.

I have to admit that Song Yang's words made her doubt herself.

From the way she raised Shen Qingxue to her reaction to her daughter's emotional problems, she began to waver.

Because she was worried about Shen Qingxue who was at home, she called several times.

Every time, Shen Qingxue responded in a low voice, and did not take the initiative to ask Song Yang if he had gone, and what was going on now.

This made Lin Qixia have to admit that Song Yang's reaction to Shen Qingxue was very accurate.

She was probably in extreme dilemma, panicked, right?

Want her to rebel against her mother?She can't do this kind of thing.Want her to suppress her feelings?The more you press, the deeper you go.

Looking at the letter, Lin Qixia didn't have the heart to look at the store anymore, so she closed the door and went home before dusk.

Because I called in advance, and as soon as I entered the house, I saw Shen Qingxue cooking and cooking. She acted obediently to please her mother and make her feel better.

"... Mom, come here." Lin Qixia couldn't help but sighed inwardly, and went to untie her apron, "Did he... call this afternoon?"

Shen Qingxue froze immediately, quickly shook her head, and then looked at Lin Qixia anxiously.

"He wrote you a letter back, and it's in my bag. Go and see what he wrote in the letter first, Mom didn't peek."

Regardless of whether he would tell Qingxue that he had written her a reply, he would not just throw away the letter or read it first before dealing with it.Even so, Lin Qixia felt relieved when she heard that Song Yang still didn't call home directly.

"I'll tell you after reading it!" Shen Qingxue only said that, and then hurried out of the kitchen.

Lin Qixia wearing her apron was restless, she accidentally burned her fingers while wearing it.

Although she couldn't help but yelped in pain, Shen Qingxue was not startled.

Looking at the door of the kitchen, there was no sign of her in the living room, so she must have closed the door in the bedroom.

Lin Qixia finished frying the dishes in silence, and Shen Qingxue came out of the room after bringing the dishes to the table and calling her.

"eat first."

Lin Qixia didn't ask first, but Shen Qingxue put some food for her, and then said cautiously: "He just told me...how he started to like me. And...he told me not to worry, saying that there is a way to make you Those who changed their minds about him..."

Seeing Lao Gao's dishes piled up in front of her, Lin Qixia sighed: "What can I do? Just tell me not to be so stubborn? Qingxue, do you also think that my mother is too stubborn? In your eyes, he is not what I said ,Is it right?"

Shen Qingxue ate in silence.

Lin Qixia looked at her daughter, and remembered what her teacher said when she was in junior high school: The child is a bit shy and timid, and has few friends.

Originally timid, why did she take the initiative to express her feelings to the boy?Why couldn't she listen to what she said?

Suffering is also a nutrient in life...Silly boy.

Both fell silent and finished the meal quietly.

Lin Qixia didn't want to read the letter by herself in the end, but when she saw her daughter took the initiative to clean up the dishes and went to wash, she said: "Qingxue, Mom doesn't want you to suffer in the future, and I don't want you to blame me. I stopped you Now, if you still want to fly moths to the flame, there is nothing mom can do. I have said everything I need to say, I have raised you up, and you will have to walk the road in the future. Mom will be gone sooner or later. In the future, if you want to Watch your way and think more about it.”

Holding the bowl and chopsticks, Shen Qingxue's face suddenly turned pale, and her eyes turned red when she saw Lin Qixia.

Instead, Lin Qixia smiled gently: "It's just a few more words, don't think about it. The matter between you and that child is up to you. Mom will keep the store open. If you are happy, Mom will be happy for you. You are sad, come to find your mother again."

Shen Qingxue's tears trickled down, she nodded and went to wash the dishes.

On the contrary, Lin Qixia seemed to be relieved, and did not stop her daughter from wanting to wash the dishes.

She went back to the room silently, looking at the glass-pressed photos on the table.Her husband smiled softly in the photo, Lin Qixia's fingers slowly slid across the glass, and she shed tears after all.

If he was still there, he wouldn't have to be in such a difficult situation alone.

What can a mother do?Girls can't help their mothers.

That child has become a genius, Lin Qixia is not human inside and out, what else can she do?
The last thing she could do was to be a safe haven after she got hurt.

After a while, there was a knock on the door of the room. After Shen Qingxue came in, she saw her wiping her eyes, hugged her tightly and cried uncomfortably.

Lin Qixia forced a smile: "Mom is serious, don't care about this matter. Why do you feel sad even if I don't care?"

Shen Qingxue was sobbing and unable to speak.

Lin Qixia caressed her back: "Mom just doesn't care who you fall in love with, not everything. You're already this old, don't cry like a child."

"Mom, can I sleep with you tonight?" Shen Qingxue asked with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qixia smiled and nodded: "Stop crying here, let's go and watch TV together."

Shen Qingxue only felt that the heart that had been hanging for many days was relieved a little, but there were some other worries.

Seeing that the TV series had just started at eight o'clock, the phone at home rang again.

The first thing she looked at was Lin Qixia, and her eyes became uneasy again.

Lin Qixia only sighed in her heart, and said softly, "You go and pick it up."

Without taking her eyes off the TV, she heard her daughter timidly ask, "Hello, who is it?"

"It's me. Did you get the letter?"

"...Mmm." Shen Qingxue replied carefully.

"Is Auntie home?"

"……Um."

Song Yang's tone was a bit surprised: "Auntie will let you talk to me directly?"

Shen Qingxue looked at her mother, only to see that she was still watching TV intently.

"...Mom said, I will decide this matter myself." Shen Qingxue gritted her teeth and told him.

Song Yang didn't expect such a quick change: "Auntie, will you talk to me?"

Shen Qingxue took the receiver and said to Lin Qixia: "Mom, he wants to talk to you..."

Lin Qixia looked at her, but still walked over to pick up the receiver: "What do you want to say?"

"I want to thank you." Song Yang paused and continued, "Please rest assured, I will know how to measure."

Lin Qixia felt at ease, and only replied "yes".

After the receiver returned to Shen Qingxue's hands, Song Yang said, "I'll stay in Yanjing for three more days, so I'll call you tomorrow, and you can accompany Auntie first."

"Ah."

"Qingxue."

"Ok?"

"I like you! It's not easy. I took the initiative to find my aunt before, and I'm not afraid that she will investigate me more."

Shen Qingxue only felt that this sentence really made her heart drop, and when she heard the confession in her own voice, she gave a sweet "huh" heavily.

On the other end of the phone, Song Yang put down the phone, and the two eavesdroppers clicked their tongues again.

"Just one day, how did you make her mother change her mind?" Bian Kai was astonished.

Song Yang sighed: "How can this be a change of mind? The girl is afraid of being pestered by the man, not to mention the daughter is interested in him. I haven't done anything excessive, what can auntie do?"

"...It seems that the girl likes you very much." Qin Yue'e sighed, and then said, "Song Yang, don't let her down!"

"...Is it my fault that I will make money and be old? I am still a young man who has just turned 19! Do you know that every time you disbelieve, every negative sentence will hurt the innocent child soul!
Song Yang was very upset.

As a handsome young man of the rich generation, is he only worthy of love bought and sold?
Will it be possible to have such pure feelings when we become rich in the future?

How can a newly reborn person be wronged like this?
"I told you not to let others down, what are you excited about?"

"...I'm a little wronged. It's said that the mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, and the more she looks at her son-in-law, the more she likes her. Why leave me alone, and I become a wolf with a big tail?"

"Because...you are too simple?"

Song Yang was speechless.

Is this the price of being too good?
　Changed the previous chapter.Let's just say, this book is indeed multi-heroine.As for the development behind the emotional line, if you think I can write well, please continue to read.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)