Thirty-three Days Of Overbearing Love

On Qiao Yichen's desk, there are several "meimeijiao" jewelry made this time, which shine even in the daytime.

There are necklaces, earrings, bracelets, bracelets, etc. each single product basically has one or two pieces.

What is more gratifying is that these pieces are not only ingenious in design, but also meticulous in workmanship, taking into account the edges and corners.

It also fits the three concepts of "man", "freedom" and friendship that Su Qian wants to highlight this time.

Qiao Yichen looked at Su Qian with his lips hooked, and asked in a perfunctory tone, "look, these designs are still in line with your designer's own examination. If not, do it again."

Su Qian nodded immediately and said happily, "yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Qiao, for giving me this opportunity. I'm very satisfied!"

In the design field, most designers complete the production by themselves.

The fear is that other people will not make the feeling that the designer wants to highlight.

But "meimeijiao" is different. He is a whole group. Even if Su Qian is willing to do it, they won't let him.

Otherwise, when Su Qian makes all the products, I don't know how long it will be.

At first, Su Qian was worried that his design would be destroyed. Now when he saw the finished product, those doubts disappeared in an instant.

Qiao Yichen smelled the speech, and his peach eyes bent slightly, which was a bit naughty.

He nodded, raised his eyebrows and said, "in that case, it's time for us to make a move."

Turn around and look at assistant yuan: "after you, immediately arrange the listing of the new model, and the advertising effect must reach the highest heat!"

"OK! Mr. Qiao!" assistant Yuan said.

Qiao Yichen looked at Su Qian again. His eyes flashed slightly and said, "as for you, Su Qian, immediately hand in the last batch of 'beautiful and charming' jewelry designs."

It's natural. Needless to say, she knows she should hand it in.

But since he spoke like this, it shows that Qiao Yichen cares about the project.

So he nodded: "Joe, don't worry. I won't live up to your expectations."

Qiao Yichen nodded with satisfaction, looked at them and waved, "OK, you go out first."

"Yes!" Su Qian answered and turned away.

However, I found that assistant yuan was still standing in place.

Joe Yichen raised his eyes and glanced at her: "what? Do you have anything else?"

"Well..." assistant yuan answered, but his eyes looked at Su Qian.

Su Qian suddenly understood and smiled, "I have something else to do, so I'll go out first." then he opened the door and closed the door.

Standing at the door, Su Qian frowned slightly.

What does assistant yuan want to say to Qiao Yichen? Why do you

Forget it, it's none of her business what she wants to do so much.

Thinking that "meimeijiao" would be on the shelf soon, Su Qian was vaguely excited.

I have studied design for five years, although I followed my master in France before, and they designed many products.

But now the new "meimeijiao" jewelry is his first work in the real sense.

Now facing the test of consumers, how can she not be excited.

…………

"What's up?" as soon as Su Qian left, Qiao Yichen sat in the swivel chair, turned the front and put his feet on the desk.

Assistant yuan took a look and pushed his glasses: "President Qiao, I found what you asked me to check."

"What?" there were so many things to check one day that Joe Yichen didn't remember for a moment.

"It's about... Su Qian, Miss Su." assistant yuan hesitated slightly.

Joe Yichen immediately stood up from his chair and said, "show me."

Assistant yuan was startled. When he heard him say so, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes and handed him the document.

Qiao Yichen took it, frowned slightly, and kept turning over the information investigated by assistant yuan.

Assistant yuan gently explained: "Miss Su Qian's family background is very complex. She didn't find out for a while and a half. She only knew that she ran away after a quarrel with her family, and then..."

"She once had a time with Shen Congan. Later, she went to France to study design. Now she returns home with an eight year old son named Su Lin..."

Assistant yuan's words entered his ears, and Qiao Yichen's expression became more and more calm.

Hearing assistant yuan talking about her children, I couldn't help thinking of the thing I ran into at the door of Shen's group last time.

Assistant yuan still said that Qiao Yichen reached out and rubbed his forehead, closed his eyes, sat down and leaned back in the chair. His legs tilted and put them on the table.

Wave: "OK, I see. You go out."

"Beside her..." assistant yuan, who was talking, nodded and said, "OK."

She stared at Qiao Yichen for a moment, flashed a trace of heartache, quickly disappeared and turned away.

When the door closed, Qiao Yichen suddenly opened his eyes. A pair of peach blossom eyes that should have been shining were full of cold at the moment.

…………

Su Qian stayed up for two nights and finally finished the design.

Check it again, make sure there is no problem, and go to Joe Yichen's office.

He knocked on the door and no one answered.

A man came over and saw Su Qian and asked, "Miss Su, are you looking for president Qiao?"

Since her products came out, others began to call her Miss Su.

She was also used to it. She nodded at the speech: "yes."

The man smiled: "then you have to come later. President Joe just went out."

"Out?" Su Qian was stunned. The man nodded. Su Qian reacted and said thank you.

Glancing at the closed door, Su Qian turned back to the office, thought about it and called Qiao Yichen.

The phone rang for a long time before answering. There was a lot of noise there. Su Qian knew that it must not be a good place.

"Hello! Who!" Joe Yichen's voice over the phone.

Su Qian pulled the phone away from his ears and replied, "President Qiao, I'm Su Qian."

"Oh..." there paused, "who is Su Qian..."

Su Qian: "

"Hello? Miss Su?" Joe Yichen's phone was robbed, and there was a noisy noise.

Assistant yuan's voice calmed Su Qian at this time.

"I'm assistant yuan. Where are you? How does Joe always..."

"Just in time! Miss Su, do you have time now? If so, could you hurry to the paradise Monroe club?"

What Su Qian wanted to say was disrupted by assistant yuan. He couldn't, so he had to agree to the request.

Assistant yuan immediately told her the address or something.

Su Qian heard the speech and nodded: "OK, wait a minute and arrive in half an hour."

"Please, Miss Su!" assistant Yuan said and hung up.

Su Qian sighed helplessly and immediately set off for the paradise Monroe club.

It was not too late, so there was no traffic jam. It only took Su Qian 15 minutes to go.

Took the elevator upstairs and came to Qiao Yichen's room.

Standing outside, Su Qian took a deep breath.

Because she never forgot the scene when she first went to find Qiao Yichen.

That nest of demon men and women

Adjust your inner defense and push the door open.

Sure enough, the room was full of mess, men and women, up and down, I didn't know what they were doing.

Anyway, it seems that all the players have found the devil and can't find the north.

There was also a smell of wine and smoke and all kinds of perfume mixed up, and nauseous Sue almost vomited.

She wanted to go out for some air, but it was a pity that assistant yuan had seen her.

Ran over, took her hand and walked inside. As he walked, he said, "come on, Joe is always drunk in there."

Su Qian thought, what does it matter to her when she's drunk?

But I think that all my people have come, and there are things about designing manuscripts, so only those who agree to follow in.

It's better to go inside than outside.

Qiao Yichen hung askew on the back of the sofa. He didn't know where to throw his suit and coat.

The tie was also pulled disorderly, and the shirt hem shrugged and pulled down with the handstand of his sofa, revealing a small section of Sexy Mermaid thread and several well-developed abdominal muscles.

Su Qian took a look and couldn't see it anymore. He went to help him sit down from the sofa.

Then he looked at assistant yuan: "get him away?"

Assistant yuan glanced at her and said nothing.

Well, Su Qian recognized it.

Several security guards were called to help him out.

Halfway through, Qiao Yichen suddenly pushed away the people who held him and ran to a place.

Su Qian gave a cry and immediately went after him.

Before assistant yuan finished saying "he went to the bathroom", the two disappeared.

Assistant yuan was stunned and reacted instantly. His face suddenly changed. Now he was in big trouble.

…………

Su Qian followed Qiao Yichen all the way to the toilet to understand Qiao Yichen's intention.

After drinking like this, I know I came to the toilet to vomit. It seems that Joe Yichen's wine is still very good!

Looking back, I didn't see assistant yuan. I think they should have been lost.

So I found a place, took a picture and sent it: we're here.

Assistant yuan will reply soon: OK, come right away.

Seeing this, Su Qian breathed a sigh of relief, turned off his cell phone, put it away and leaned against the wall.

In my heart, I really don't know what to say. I came to make complaints about it.

Just thinking, Joe Yichen came out of the men's toilet.

Su Qian immediately stood up and said, "Mr. Qiao, you're out. Are you okay?" he gave him a worried look.

Joe smiled and turned to wash his face.

Su Qian: "

So, ignored again?

Well, she can't bear it.

Qiao Yichen finally finished washing her face and handed her a paper towel.

After Joe wiped his face with dust, she took the paper towel.

Qiao Yichen turned and left. Su Qian followed and stopped: "President Qiao, let's wait here first. Assistant Yuan said to come right away."

However, Qiao Yichen did not look at her, frowned and went straight around her.

Su Qian is a little silly. What's the matter with this guy?

He hurried up again. Afraid that he might run away, he simply grabbed his arm: "Mr. Qiao..."

"Su Qian, you've had enough!" Joe Yichen suddenly turned around and pushed her to the wall. A pair of glittering peach eyes were full of slight anger at the moment..