Qian Yan

Chapter 61

Once bitten by a snake, now she can no longer accept any unexpected good luck and cannot be excited.

Wei Zexi was very dissatisfied with Yan Weiran's bland and even somewhat dazed reaction, thinking that she would weep with joy, or at least hug herself and jump up and down, but now she has nothing in return except silence— — This made him feel like he was a fool for making up his mind to do it with Yan Weiran yesterday.

He turned his anger on the lawyer: "Lawyer Guo, aren't you experienced in this area? Tell me in detail how we should cooperate?"

Lawyer Guo is an economic lawyer, so he is proficient in this area: "First of all, you need to register your own trademark, and then establish a joint-stock company. After the aspects are perfected, you can enter the production process. Generally speaking, cosmetic brands are looking for OEMs. You need to find a reliable chemical factory to cooperate with, and wait until the production scale expands before building your own factory. In addition, in order to ensure safety, it is recommended to find a third party to do quality. Check and contact a reliable laboratory."

Of course, Yan Weiran had studied these before, and after seeing their plan, she immediately started to discuss the details with the lawyer.And Wei Zexi really didn't expect that the first thing she wanted to get was brand control.

"I don't agree with the equity of 55 Ten. No matter what you do, there must be someone who controls the situation and can make real decisions when necessary. We must avoid the possibility of falling into a tug-of-war in the future." Her tone was firm and she did not back down .

Wei Zexi wasn't interested in this aspect at all, but seeing how serious she looked, he asked jokingly, "Then I'll just do what I can, accounting for 50.00%, what do you think?"

"No." Yan Weiran vetoed his words without a doubt, "Don't talk about the cosmetics industry, I don't see any ability in what you have done in Huanyu Company."

Wei Zexi, who graduated from a prestigious Ivy League business school, could only hold his cheeks and pretend to have a toothache.

As a person on Wei Zexi's side, the lawyer, of course, argued hard: "So what Miss Yan means is that you must decide the direction of the company?"

Yan Weiran was straightforward: "I think this is better for the brand."

There was no end to the dispute over there, while Wei Zexi leaned on the sofa and looked around boredly.Suddenly, his eyes lit up, he stood up, walked to a photo frame on the cabinet, and looked at it carefully.

In the photo, there is a little Yan Weiran leaning against a middle-aged woman.That woman looks a bit like Zhang Yuman, so she should be Zhang Sizhao.Thirteen or fourteen-year-old Yan Weiran was wearing a white shirt and a plaid skirt, with ponytails and a shy expression on his round face. He looked at the camera cautiously, like an ignorant deer in the jungle.

This is so cute!Wei Zexi looked at the young Yan Weiran, and the young girl stared at the camera seriously, as if she was also timidly looking at him who was staring at her.

In the complication of this moment, he seems to have traveled through ten years, looking at Yan Weiran at that time.The voice of lawyers around me discussing commercial equity seemed to disappear instantly, and all real disputes disappeared.Wei Ze wished for the little Yan Weiran ten years ago, the corners of his lips raised involuntarily, as if he saw a dream he made and forgot when he was ignorant and ignorant.

He glanced back at Weiran, she was holding the plan book in her hand, her slightly frowning expression was more serious than usual.With his straight man's aesthetics, he couldn't tell whether she was wearing makeup at all, but his skin was crystal white, with a faint pink layer showing through the whiteness, and his face was as sweet as a spring day.Those eyes were clear and moist, with a layer of tear film, but those eyes were too calm, just like the expression on her face, indifferent and almost cold.

How did such a cute kid grow up to be such a ruthless and touching girl!
Seeing that she didn't have time to pay attention to him, Wei Zexi quietly took out his phone and took a picture of her in the photo, then quickly opened the contacts and sent it to Cheng Jialu——

I fell in love with a little cutie, this time I'm serious.

After sending it out, he proudly waited for Cheng Jialu's response—the swearing such as "beasts are not as good as pedophiles" or the exhortations such as "the flowers of the motherland need to be taken care of".

Cheng Jialu, who received the photos, is recording data in the laboratory.

The silent mobile phone was in his hand, and the screen lighted up silently.

He ignored it until he finished recording the last set of data, and then checked it in detail from beginning to end. After confirming that it was correct, he signed it and sealed it, and locked the cabinet.

Then he picked up his phone, turned on the screen, and saw the photo sent by Wei Zexi.

It should be a remake of an old photo.Wei Zexi only took pictures of the little girl in a plaid skirt with twin ponytails, and the person she was snuggling to had only one shoulder exposed.The color-distorted remake picture was originally blurry, but the flash of the mobile phone happened to be reflected on the glass surface of the frame, reflecting a glaring white light on the little girl's face, making what the girl looked like a complete mystery.

Cheng Jialu, who couldn't tell what the little girl looked like, only replied with five words: "How old are you now?"

Wei Zexi rolled his eyes over there, unable to do anything about this overly calm friend who seemed particularly boring: "Of course it matches me."

"Good luck and hope it lasts longer this time."

It's really boring, this man who has nothing but a face, which great woman in the future can get along with such a person?

Wei Zexi complained in his heart, and then pulled up the dialog box to look at the photo he had taken, and was suddenly stunned. He didn't expect such an effect, so he deleted it casually.

He turned off the flash and took another photo without reflections, and he didn't bother to send it to Cheng Jialu, so he secretly saved it in the "very important" album.

After a long journey, I finally reached the first oasis.

Yan Weiran indulged herself, slept soundly on the weekend, and didn't get up until almost ten o'clock.

Rarely free, of course Pandora ran out to play.She warmed up the milk and drank it. She walked around the empty room and looked at the schedule.

Really no work and a day off.

She went to a nearby store to buy fruit and snacks, and went to Zhaohui Orphanage.Got there just in time for lunch.Yan Weiran went to the cafeteria to get a meal and helped Aunt Lin feed her younger siblings.

Shanghai's economy is developed, and the orphanage often accepts donations from all walks of life. Coupled with state subsidies, the children's material life has no pressure.The orphanage also recruited a group of experienced women as mothers from outside. They took care of four children and lived in a three-room suite like an ordinary family of five. Lovely.

After serving a good meal for everyone, Yan Weiran made another half bowl of rice mixed with mashed meat pie and steamed eggs, and fed it to the two-year-old Xiaoxi.

Xiaoxi ate a few mouthfuls and pointed to a corner of the living room: "Brother, brother!"

Only then did Yan Weiran notice the little cradle over there.She put down the bowl and looked over, and there was a sweetly sleeping child in the cradle, with a pretty face, soft hair, and a very cute way of sucking her thumb.The only regret is that there are a few faint purpura on the cheeks and hands.

Yan Weiran gently pulled his fingers out of his mouth, and helped him cover the little quilt.

Xiao Xiao, who read Xiaowu, said softly beside her: "Sister Ranran, everyone said that my younger brother has congenital leukemia and was thrown in the hospital. Sister Ranran, will younger brother die?"

"No, my brother seems to be in good health. When he grows up, he will be able to match stem cells when he is a teenager." Yan Weiran hugged her and went back to sit down for dinner.

Xiaoxiao held the bowl and asked, "Sister Weiran, I heard that sister Cancan was admitted to Columbia University. Is that school very good? Is it more famous than Peking University?"

Yan Weiran smiled, gently pinched her swollen cheeks, and said, "That's right, the people who can get into that school are very smart and powerful."

There are even some people who are so smart that they are terrifying, and they are so powerful that they are terrifying.Even a person like her, who has been insecure since she was a child and walked cautiously along the way, is addicted to the deception he wove, unable to extricate herself, and she will not realize until she dies.

Xiaoxiao didn't notice her expression at all, and said longingly: "Then I will also take that school in the future!"

Yan Weiran looked at her and smiled slightly: "If you pass the exam, my sister will pay for your tuition!"

Xiaoxiao asked straightforwardly: "Then you won't let me pass the exam if I get into an ordinary school?"

"Get out, you have to get out!" Yan Weiran rubbed her head, urging her to eat quickly.

Today is not the weekend, after she finished eating and cleaning the dishes, Aunt Lin sent the older child to school. After Yan Weiran put the younger child to sleep, she picked up her phone and saw that Wei Zexi had just sent her a message——

"Where is it, I'll find you."

This casual attitude of coming and going when called made Yan Weiran sigh helplessly.

(End of this chapter)