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From the time Sheng Wenqiong was punished to the time when she pleaded guilty to buying murder to kill Sheng Wenjun's family, it was only more than half a month.

The whole thing was like boiling water, boiling for more than ten days.

Yu Wei didn't participate in Sheng Wenqiong's buying and killing, nor did he help her cover up the crime. It didn't constitute a cover-up crime. At most, it was just not reporting what she knew. After being educated, she was released.

Sheng Wenqiong was transferred to a hospital designated by the public security organ to recuperate, and the case has been handed over by the public security organ to the procuratorate for review and prosecution.

Ye Qingxin knew that Mrs. Yan was vomiting blood because of Sheng Wenqiong's confession, and she was already at the Ritzson Hotel in the sixth arrondissement of Paris.

Paris time is 9:23 am on September [-], and Beijing is at [-]:[-] pm at this time, and BJ time is seven hours ahead of Paris.

There were a lot of things in the personal press conference that she needed to confirm and arrange in advance, so she flew to Paris two days in advance.

After hanging up the phone, Ye Qingxin stood in front of the window, looking at the stretches of exotic scenery outside.

So many things happened during this period that she couldn't digest them for a while.

Both Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. Yan fell ill, and Mrs. Yan was a little more serious. At this time, she should accompany the two elderly people to take care of them, but because of the press conference, she had to leave the capital temporarily.

She came to Paris with her, as well as staff from PEAR Studio and the organizer.

"Miss Ye, the venue has been arranged according to your requirements. Do you want to go over and see if there is anything wrong, so that you can correct it in time."

The organizer's staff is very polite.

Ye Qingxin restrained her thoughts, turned around and smiled at her, and said, "Just call me Xinxin, let's go there now."

"Fashion Week knows you're here, and wants to meet you tonight."

Ye Qingxin came to Paris Fashion Week for the first time, and she came here as a designer who is about to release a collection. She didn't know much about many things, but she didn't ask or say anything, just said: "You can arrange it. "

The staff were sent by the organizer to assist Ye Qingxin. To put it bluntly, they acted as her temporary assistants. Some matters could be handed over to her to arrange and handle them.

"Okay, Ms. Ye." The staff could see that Ye Qingxin was very young, but she didn't feel nervous or excited at all. She had been calm and indifferent since meeting at the airport in Beijing, which gave her a high regard.

Ye Qingxin didn't return to the hotel until ten o'clock in the evening.

The people at the fashion week were very warm and friendly, and they kept expressing their love for her works throughout the meeting. Ye Qingxin entered the room, and immediately took out the breast pump from the suitcase after closing the door. For a while, the whole chest was swollen and hard, and it hurt deeply when touched.

The milk stored at home during this period is enough for three little ones to feed for ten days and a half months.

The phone suddenly rang.

Ye Qingxin freed up a hand to answer the phone.

"Still asleep?" Jing Boyuan's deep and mellow voice came over steadily.

"I just came back." Ye Qingxin told the truth, thinking that it was five o'clock in the morning in the capital, she asked, "Have you woken up?"

"Ah."

"The children are still sleeping? There was no troublemaker last night, right?"

"No, they are very good." Jing Boyuan said: "It's getting late over there, wash up and go to bed."

Before hanging up the phone, he warned again: "The temperature over there is lower than in Beijing, so wear an extra layer when you go out."

"Yes, I know." Ye Qingxin responded softly with the corners of her lips curled up.

Putting down the phone, Ye Qingxin switched sides and continued to inhale. After inhaling, she went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lying on the bed, she called Mrs. Yan's and Mrs. Sheng's nurses respectively, and she hung up the phone when she learned that the two old people were still sleeping and there was nothing wrong.

On the 24th, model rehearsal.

The models were invited by the organizer. Originally, out of budget considerations, the number of models was half of the number of ready-made garments. This meant that the models needed to change their makeup, and it also meant that there might be unexpected situations.

Ye Qingxin insisted on increasing the number of models to 38.

Her shows are not those of well-known big brands. The cost of inviting models is relatively higher. Like those shows of world-class luxury brands, many models are willing to walk the show for free in order to gain exposure and higher popularity.

Ye Qingxin spent a lot of money to hire two supermodels who are relatively well-known in the international fashion industry to walk the opening and closing shows. During this period of publicity, the organizer intentionally or unintentionally used the two world-class supermodels as image spokespersons, which attracted a lot of media ready to move.

Everything was ready, but that night, Ye Qingxin was a little nervous and couldn't sleep.

Called Jing Boyuan at [-]:[-] in the morning, it was already [-]:[-] in the morning in Beijing, and Jing Boyuan had just sat in the conference room.

When he received Ye Qingxin's call, he frowned indistinctly.

Signaling the suspension of the meeting, he got up and kicked the chair behind him, and walked out of the meeting room with his mobile phone.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, a man in a suit was straight, with one hand in his pocket, holding his mobile phone, and said calmly, "Can't sleep?"

The female employees of the company who passed by behind him blushed when they heard the magnetic male voice of their immediate boss.

Ye Qingxin let out an 'hmm'.

"Nervous?"

"..." Ye Qingxin stared at the ceiling, "Will I look useless like this?"

"You're still young, so it's normal to be nervous when encountering things." Jing Boyuan's tone was flat and gentle, like a warm current flowing into Ye Qingxin's ears through his mobile phone, "This fashion show is a very important event for you. A good turning point, if the response is good, you will travel a lot less than ordinary designers in the future, if the response is mediocre, there is no need to be discouraged, you are still young, and there is a lot of room for hard work.”

Jing Boyuan is giving her a vaccination.

It is the dream of all fashion designers to release their works at the four major fashion weeks. Although Ye Qingxin did not show too much excitement and excitement, she did not take it seriously at all. If the response is not good, it is inevitable that she will feel disappointed.

Ye Qingxin listened to the man's gentle tone, and the tension in her heart gradually dissipated.

After he finished speaking, she curled up her lips, "I see, go get busy, I'm going to bed, and I have to get up early tomorrow to go to the venue for the final confirmation."

Ye Qingxin's show is at two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the morning, the final confirmation was made, and the models wore the clothes to be displayed for the final rehearsal.

At the same time, PEAR's big show at Milan Fashion Week was also under intense preparation. Ye Qingxin talked with Han Huohuo and Connie on the phone. The two seemed to know that Ye Qingxin would be nervous and comforted her a few words.

Near two o'clock, invited fashion media editors and buyers, as well as fashion bloggers and other fashionable people entered the venue one after another.

Ye Qingxin didn't invite fashion stars to help out. There weren't many people who came to the scene, but they weren't too few, so it wouldn't be deserted.

She didn't create her own brand, but the released works can't even have a brand. Ye Qingxin temporarily named this series of her works J&Y.

The press conference went smoothly. As soon as the opening model appeared, Ye Qingxin heard a burst of exclamation from the audience, which overshadowed the background music.

After the show was over, a fashion editor approached Ye Qingxin backstage and expressed his desire to interview her.

Ye Qingxin did not refuse, and the interview time was about the next morning.

When she woke up the next morning, she just came out of the room after washing up. The female colleague of PEAR studio who came with her handed her a newspaper. During the fashion week, the shows of major brands were held one after another, and the media reports were all selective. As the most attractive brand, Ye Qingxin did not expect her show to be published in French fashion newspapers.

Still headlines.

She was a little surprised.

The female colleague was very excited, "Hey, PAER has been on the Milan Fashion Week for so many years, but it has never been on the front page!"

Ye Qingxin looked down at the photo in the newspaper.

It's a photo of the opening model, with stylish and elegant clothing, and a cold and powerful model aura, which is amazing.

In the next few days, Ye Qingxin received orders one after another, and other media reported on J&Y one after another. J&Y went from being little-known to faintly eclipsing the limelight of some big brands, but it only took two or three days.

On the morning of the 28th, Ye Qingxin participated in a designer exchange meeting hosted by Fashion Week. It was probably because the media reported on this Chinese designer. Many people knew her, and many well-known designers in the fashion circle took the initiative to talk to her. .

Ye Qingxin was unfamiliar with it at the beginning, but gradually got used to it, and learned a lot from the conversations with various internationally renowned designers.

at the same time.

The centennial celebration of University B is in full swing.

As early as a week ago, the news spread that the founder of Pauway Group would come to the school to give a speech. On the day of the centennial anniversary, many students gathered in the comprehensive gymnasium, preparing to see the true face of this entrepreneur senior.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a black Cayenne stopped at the gate of B, and the principal led all the school leaders to greet him in person.

When Jing Boyuan got off the car, his outstanding appearance and strong aura attracted the attention of everyone at the door.

With a bright smile on his face, the principal stepped forward to shake hands with Jing Boyuan.

The principal is a middle-aged man in his 50s. In front of the 35-year-old Jing Boyuan, both his aura and momentum are much inferior. Jing Boyuan is surrounded by the principal and walks in front of the principal. He is more like a leader than the principal.

"Who is that person? With so many school leaders accompanying him, the headmaster smiled so brightly."

"It's definitely not easy to be greeted by the principal in person. It doesn't mean that the founder of Powerway Group is going to give a speech, it can't be him?"

"possible."

"Hey, do you think that man looks familiar?"

"It looks familiar, where have I seen it... Yes, last semester, when the final exam was about to take place, at the entrance of the teaching building, this man drove into the campus to pick up Ye Qingxin. At that time, Wu Shan said Ye Qingxin in front of him Sugar Daddy, do you remember?"

"When you said that, I also remembered that it was him. At that time, he was still in love with Jishui, and his boyfriend was full of power!" said the girl with staring eyes.

"If he's the boss of Bowei, then... Ye Qingxin won't be the rich man, right?"

"Oh, what do you care about so much, hurry up and go to listen to the speech, such a handsome man, I am willing to listen to anything, hurry up."

"What's the hurry, the gymnasium is so big, are you afraid that you won't have a place to sit?"

"President Bowei's speech, I guess the gymnasium must be full of people now."

Several girls arrived at the gymnasium, and the outside of the gymnasium was completely surrounded.

"Fuck! Isn't this too exaggerated? The gymnasium is so big that people are crowded outside?"

"Except for several campuses of University B, other colleges and universities heard that Jing Boyuan was coming to give a speech, so they all rushed over to watch, and there was no place to stand inside." Someone next to him interrupted: "But you can watch the live broadcast, it was not announced earlier Well, if there are too many people watching the speech, we will broadcast it live on the school website."

A few girls took out their mobile phones to log on to the school network, and there was news of the live broadcast.

"When will it start?"

"Come on, it's 10:[-] now, there are still [-] minutes at most."

Sure enough, 10 minutes later, the live broadcast on the school network began.

On the screen, Jing Boyuan's posture was straight and his aura was strong and calm on the solemn rostrum. Standing behind the lecture table, the light hit his face, making his three-dimensional facial features even more sharpened. He was dressed in a black suit. , a white shirt, a tie with blue diagonal stripes, casually placed on the left hand of the edge of the lecture table, and a delicate steel watch on the cuff of the snow-white shirt, reflecting the noble light under the light.

His eyes fell to the audience indifferently, and the turmoil that had always existed due to his appearance gradually calmed down.

Some people are like this, without saying a word, they can control the audience with a single look.

For a moment, the man's deep and magnetic voice spread to every corner of the gymnasium through the microphone. After a simple self-introduction and opening remarks, he entered the topic of the speech.

Even though everyone already knew his identity, when he revealed that he was Jing Boyuan, there was still a burst of exclamation, but it soon became quiet again.

Jing Boyuan didn't pause. There was a speech script on the speech table in front of him, and he rarely looked down at it. His language was always fluent, as if he had already mastered the content of the speech by heart.

During the whole speech, everyone was attentive and did not whisper to each other or lower their heads to play with their mobile phones in boredom. Occasionally, when the mobile phone rang, they all muted it embarrassingly under the condemning eyes from the side.

Four 10-minute speeches, this group of students listened more seriously than high school classes.

Jing Boyuan hardly paused throughout the whole process, not even resting in his breath, and spoke at an even speed until the end.

Seeing the mature and stable appearance of the successful entrepreneur on the stage, most of the girls below felt their hearts throbbing.

No matter in which era, which race, or even which species, good males will be favored by more females.

There was thunderous applause from below.

The host walked onto the stage gracefully, and looked at the audience with a microphone, "It seems that everyone is very affected by the seniors' speeches. It is rare for seniors to come to our school to give speeches. Today is not only the centennial anniversary of our school, but also a welcome party for freshmen. In those days, here are not only the seniors who are about to leave the university campus, but also the young fresh meat who are new to the university campus."

All the people present were young people, and the host's two online words easily made the atmosphere relaxed and active.

"Many people at the scene may have heard of the name of Jing Boyuan, the founder of Pauway Group, but they don't know that this entrepreneur who plays an important role in the business world is a senior who graduated from our B University in 03. The following , if all the juniors present here have any questions you want to ask our seniors, please raise your hands, I believe that today our seniors will know everything and say everything."

Jing Boyuan smiled calmly.

The people below raised their hands.

The host laughed and said, "There is a saying that if you are near the water, you get the moon first. All the students, please let me ask the first question from the near water."

"cut--"

There was a sigh of relief.

The host still smiled gracefully, "Major, what is the biggest problem you encountered in the process of starting a business, and how did you solve it?"

The topic of Jing Boyuan's speech was college students' entrepreneurship.

Several sophomores and juniors raised relevant questions one after another. Jing Boyuan was not a humorous person, and he answered every question with a majestic aura of a superior, which easily made the atmosphere of the scene solemn , the host worked hard to enliven the atmosphere and not let the atmosphere be too tense and restrained.

"Time is limited. You can only ask one last question. You can discuss it in private. What question do you want to know the most?"

There was a buzzing discussion below.

In the end, the microphone fell into the hands of a boy. There were large screens hanging on both sides of the rostrum. At this moment, the camera switched to the boy. He was about to speak when a girl next to him seemed to have ripped off his clothes. I don’t know how much he muttered there What did you say? The boy gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and said with the microphone: "Senior, the girls in our class asked me to ask you what type of woman you like."

As soon as the words came out, there was a burst of laughter.

The host's face changed slightly. She was afraid that the people below would ask some outrageous questions, so she took the lead in asking the first question. It was not only a demonstration for the people below, but also a reminder of what kind of questions they should ask.

As far as she knew, this entrepreneur who was always victorious in the business field, never talked about private matters in public, let alone such a sensitive topic.

Several school leaders on the rostrum also looked unhappy, looking at the ignorant boy reproachfully.

The atmosphere off the stage became lively because of the boy's question, but the atmosphere on the rostrum became serious.

The headmaster winked at the host.

The host understood immediately, held up the microphone and cleared his throat, ready to say something to solve the problem.

　The consolation prize, Mou Yao, has been distributed.

　　The second watch will still be very late, cuties, come and see it tomorrow morning, good night, sweet dreams

　　
　
(End of this chapter)