The reborn businesswoman loses again

Chapter 358 Tickets
With the news that Feng Yan is about to return to the team, Qin Qing's mood is inevitably a little gloomy, usually after returning home, consciously or not, she also wants to get along with each other more.

This harmonious and loving atmosphere once gave Oman the illusion that he was shining.

But recently, Qin Qing also noticed something was wrong.

She specially asked for leave to sleep out and come back to accompany Oman, but for several days in a row, she found that the other party came back later than her, and she seemed very tired every day.

It's just that every time I ask, Aman will explain with a smile: "It's rare to come to City C, my good sisters hang out together, you don't have to worry."

Although Qin Qing would send someone to protect her in private, she usually wouldn't ask about the itinerary and privacy of the other party. Since the other party didn't want to tell, she didn't force it.

It coincides with the completion of Qingcheng's third branch in City C. A new round of fashion show will be held in the next few days. The model is actor Tang Lin. The scene is bigger than ever before. In order to control the number of people entering the venue, the organizer simply I started selling tickets, and the price was sky-high in just one day.

Due to the need for a large number of temporary workers to rent the venue, a dozen cleaning staff have been recruited in the past few days, and a new round of cleaning activities has to be started after the lunch break.

"Hey, this company is really rich. It's such a big place. It's really open and bright." An aunt with a foreign accent was drinking water from a tea mug. Envious.

A local cleaner sitting next to her curled her lips, and said with a slight contempt: "I'll say that you outsiders have little knowledge. At that time, the popular actor will be invited, and the appearance fee will be tens of millions. The ticket price alone is enough Rent ten places like this. Do you know how much a ticket costs out there now?"

"How much?" The aunt from other places stretched her neck, her eyes were a little bright.

The local cleaning staff stretched out three fingers and spit out a number that their class could never imagine, "Three thousand."

"What? That's more than our wages for a month's work." The aunt on the other side let out a strange cry and almost jumped up in shock.

A ticket of [-] yuan is just to watch a fashion show. Such high consumption made a taciturn middle-aged woman behind her raise her head.

"Hehe, Oman, are you scared too?" The local aunt glanced sideways and raised her eyebrows rather triumphantly.

Aman, who was still sweating on his forehead, nodded, hesitated for a while before speaking again, "...does this ticket really cost three thousand, can it be cheaper?"

She was used to living in a wealthy family, and she really wanted to figure out money issues, so she seemed shy to ask questions at this time.

"Why, don't you want to buy it?" The local aunt couldn't understand her bland and rich appearance, so she spoke a little bluntly.

Aman nodded slightly, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips unconsciously, "My daughter is going to celebrate her birthday soon. She has liked designing clothes since she was a child, and I thought she would like this."

She knew that her new daughter had everything she wanted, and what she could give was very limited. It was rare for her to meet a gift that suited her heart, but she was short of cash.

"Heh, designing clothes? Do you know what design is? Don't treat children's graffiti as treasures. If you are really good, you would have made a fortune like Qingcheng's boss." The local aunt was full of contempt and disdain for this. , she also has a daughter herself, who was pregnant by a man early on, and her life is not satisfactory now, so the first day she heard this middle-aged woman from other places talk about her daughter's proud face, she thought she didn't like her, "If you want Let me tell you, this person should not be so ambitious, he should recognize the reality, and don't think that he can become a master by watching a sky-high fashion show."

Oman's face turned red from being robbed of whiteness, and he didn't want to offend others and lose his job, so he lowered his head and said nothing.

It's a pity that the aunt is in high spirits, and she won't let this foreign woman who just arrived easily go, so she pulled the person opposite and said loudly: "Hey, you must have never heard of it, the boss of this company is a Girls, and they are not very old, and they start from scratch, which is amazing. It’s not like some people who hold it in their hands as a treasure, and actually don’t know what will happen in the future.”

Seeing her talking too much, Aman finally stood up unbearably, pursed his lips and said hurriedly: "You can say I can, but don't say my daughter, she is a smart child, better than many people, otherwise, If it weren't for..."

At this point, she couldn't continue, because no matter how rich the Qin family is, they are not as good as beasts. Now that the Qin family has collapsed, Miss Luo Po is only asking for humiliation if she speaks out.

"What is it? If your daughter is really capable, she will ask you to come out to do this kind of dirty and tiring work. If she is really capable, she will start such a company early on to make you happy, but..." The local aunt scanned She took one look and snorted coldly, "People are different."

Who doesn't regard their daughter as a treasure, thinking that everything is good, but in fact, being able to work hard in society is the criterion for measuring good or bad.

After that day, Oman was isolated. Under the instigation of the local aunt, everyone made things difficult for her intentionally or unintentionally.But Qingcheng had no choice but to offer a high salary, including three meals a day, and more importantly, with the internal price, she was able to get the tickets at a discount of [-].

So she paid in advance the first month's salary, bought the ticket and happily gave it to Qin Qing when she went home.

"Huh? Aman, why do you have tickets for this show? Isn't it very expensive outside?" Qin Qing was flipping through the design drawings in her hand, and she still didn't understand the moment she received the tickets.

"Hehe, this is a gift from my good sister. I don't understand these things. I just remember that you like to design clothes. Go and have a look. I heard people say that you need something to make clothes. Yes, inspiration, how much do you like?" Go out and look at other people's, maybe you can draw a better picture." Aman smiled and pushed the ticket into the girl's hand, making an appearance that he could not refuse.

"Aman." Qin Qing couldn't laugh or cry, and felt that it was necessary to spread the assets in hand with the woman in front of her, "Actually, I..."

But as soon as she spoke, Oman thought she was going to refuse, so he interrupted quickly: "I'm tired, go wash up first, don't be too late."

As he said that, he hid in the bathroom in a flash.

Qin Qing held the neatly folded tickets in her hand, smiled softly, and decided to give her another surprise at that time.

But the next morning, when Qin Qing woke up, there was no sign of Aman.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yan walked to the Liuli Terrace, and wrapped her in his arms behind him.

(End of this chapter)