The reborn businesswoman loses again

Chapter 308 Feng Yan, I'm Hurt

That night, the moonlight on the Suiyu Bridge was stained with blood, the night wind swept past, carrying a bloody smell, the city hospital suffered a sudden increase in injuries overnight, the police arrived at the scene and were almost frightened by the blood paved all over the road. , and the upper echelon also paid attention to a name.

One night and one day.

This gray force, which has been entrenched in City A for many years, took advantage of the civil strife of the Kun Gang to enter the historical stage of the underworld in City C, and with the power in its hands, it has faintly become the leading overlord in East China.

City C seemed to be clearly marked by the name Yiyetian overnight.

With the addition of Zhao Yin and Yue Chengzhi, Qin Qing simply became the hands-off shopkeeper. Except for leaving a strong mark in the battle of Suiyuqiao, the rest of the time was hidden behind the scenes, and outsiders could not spy on it.

It was night, she washed off the blood stains all over her body, put on home clothes and sat on the top floor of the quiet apartment, looking at the night scene of C city under her feet now, but her heart was not as happy as the previous few times.

Didi Didi, the text messages in the mobile phone are endless.

Song Ruye: Qin Qing, I heard that your face was injured, are you all right, did you go to the hospital?
Luo Zihang: Are you seriously injured, Qin Qing, in fact, you don't have to do everything yourself now.

Uncle Hei: Xiaoqing, although it is inappropriate for the night gang to intervene this time, I treat you as my niece, and if you need anything, just ask.

……

All the people who received the news sent their concern and greetings. The girl's skill is obvious to all. At first hearing that she was injured in the fight, and it was her face, everyone was very nervous.

Just now, Fang Kong called to bring his family doctor, but Qin Qing politely refused.

"Uncle Fang, it's just a small injury. I'm tired and want to rest."

She hung up the phone, ignored any text messages, clicked on a chat interface, stared at the other person's profile picture for a while, and then moved her fingertips to send a line of text.

'Feng Yan, my face was scratched and it hurts a lot. '

No one knew that Qin Qing was actually able to dodge the moment Liu Zhi's blade came over.

The next day happened to be Saturday, and the school was on holiday. Qin Qing called the teacher to make up the leave note, and reported to Shen Lingxiao that she was safe, before she was ready to go out.

Click, as soon as the door opened, she saw several bags of medicine hanging in front of the door. When she picked it up, they were all used to treat knife wounds and eliminate marks. The shape of the bags was exactly the same as the ointment someone bought to wipe lips last time. .

Looking at the lone medicine in her hand and the empty corridor, she pursed her thin lips, threw her hands into the trash can beside her, and went to the company without saying a word.

Nan Xu didn't go to work for several days, and it was convenient for the company to handle many things in person.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Qin Qing arrived at the office building. The waiter at the front desk had a face-to-face meeting last time and shouted respectfully, "Mr. Qin."

Afterwards, the two watched the young girl enter the company's gate, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts. Such a great talent at such a young age is really a genius!

But this genius was stopped when he stepped into the door, "Don't move!"

Qin Qing was startled, and before he had time to look at the interior decoration of his company, he looked down and saw a long sheet of white rice paper on the aisle of the office, and he stepped on it with half of his foot.

"Ah, the rice paper I finally found was ruined by you." A man and a woman walked briskly from the other end, both wearing elegant cotton and linen suits, and the pretty girl stared at her. Looking at the half footprint on the paper, he screamed angrily: "Where did you come from, do you know how precious it is, and how much money did you waste on this one?"

Qin Qing visually measured the length of about ten meters, and estimated the price, but she didn't show anything on her face, she just said lightly, "Sorry."

Calm and unwavering to the point of being dispensable, people can't hear the slightest sincerity, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

The girl immediately raised her voice to pursue the responsibility, "Who are you looking for? Whose relatives are you? You must give us an explanation for this matter. You are not allowed to leave."

As she spoke, she reached out to grab Qin Qing, but was stopped by a man behind her.

Qin Qing looked up and felt that the other person seemed familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while, so she could only turn her body to one side, frowned and said, "Who allowed you to put rice paper in the aisle of the office?"

It would be nice for her to say sorry for something that violated the rules.

"What did you say? You're justified if you trampled on something, right? Let me tell you, don't even think about leaving today." The girl's temper, which had finally been suppressed, became even more violent, and her originally beautiful face suddenly turned ferocious.

At this time, other people in the office also noticed the movement here, and many people looked over.

"This is who offended our little princess, whoever's child is going to be unlucky."

"I don't know. I also stepped on the rice paper that was given to the customer. This time, it's a disaster. Whoever goes out to claim it will be unlucky."

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Qin Qing has become a little thinner recently, wearing a cotton skirt, wearing heavy glasses, standing there reservedly with her hands behind her back, she looks younger than her actual age, at first glance she really looks like a little sister visiting relatives in the company of.

"Little sister, let me tell you, you can't afford to mess with this person. She is the only font designer in our company, and the general manager has to give up three points. You should apologize and admit your mistake. At most, you will be said a few words." , so as not to cause trouble for your relatives." A slightly weaker female staff member came from a nearby position and whispered persuasion.

"Type designer?" Qin Qing raised her eyebrows and asked casually, "Is it very powerful?"

I couldn’t lower my voice when I said this, but before the female staff could answer, the beautiful girl on the opposite side had already opened her mouth, and said proudly: “Mr. Zhang, Zhang Chuzhi of Taishan Beidou in the literary world, do you know him? That’s my mentor. It’s a blessing not to come, today my master came to the company to do some ink for my sake, but you broke the four treasures of the study he wanted.”

But all big companies, especially those that are mainly engaged in literature, hope to have one or two authentic works of Taishan Beidou as the treasure of the town store, so as to improve the image of the company.

In the world of calligraphy, Zhang Chuzhi is undoubtedly a living sign.

The girl originally thought that the girl was an ignorant native of the village, and planned to explain a few more words, but saw the corner of the other party's mouth curled up, excitedly: "Oh? Mr. Zhang is here too?"

The girl was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Do you know my master?"

The smile on the corner of Qin Qing's mouth grew stronger, and her gaze hidden behind the lens flew over, and she said flatly, "Mr. Zhang is naturally well-known, but in my opinion, the disciple's temperament is mediocre."

His words were speechless, his mood was impetuous, at least he didn't see the slightest trace of bookishness.

The girl has been praised all the time since she joined the company. Where did she experience this kind of uselessness? She immediately sullenly said, "What are you? Do you think calligraphy is so easy? If you can do it, then go for it."

(End of this chapter)