Hot wife from 70s made a lot of money after divorce

"It's okay," Yang Qingheng heard something strange in his tone for no reason, and he hesitated to speak, "I mainly think that if this kind of thing is delayed for a long time, it will be more troublesome. I want to solve it as soon as possible. Do you think there is something wrong? ?"

Her tone was cautious, and there was unconcealable concern in her eyes.

But Tang Bainian turned over and over but could not see any reluctance in it. Her eyes were so pure that there was no trace of anything other than friendship.

Tang Bainian took a deep breath and found it ridiculous.

It had been five years, and it turned out that he was the only one who had not kept his promise. Remembering that he had promised Xu Feng that he would not regret it, he felt that now he was simply a clown and a joke.

He spent five years possessing her with an agreement. If Song Hengjue hadn't appeared, he almost thought he could possess her in such a shameful way for the rest of his life. He thought that he would never have the chance to be her husband again in this life. Standing next to her, Tang Bainian was so distressed that it was difficult to breathe.

No, he won't let this happen!

Tang Bainian looked at the woman in front of him, and darkness grew in his heart.

Yang Qingheng suddenly didn't realize it, looked at him worriedly, and asked again: "Why do you look so bad? Is the time I proposed inappropriate?"

"No, I'm just afraid that when the promotion is completed, there will be a lot of things to deal with. If there are no problems then, we will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to take the steps." The dimples on Tang Bainian's face were slightly sunken, revealing a gentle smile. smile.

"Okay." Yang Qingheng saw that he opened his arms in agreement and put his heart back in his stomach.

Tang Bainian was unwilling to continue this topic and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, the exhibition will be coming soon. How are you preparing?"

"If you are well prepared, the rest depends on luck." Yang Qingheng said.

Everything went on in an orderly manner, and soon the day of the exhibition arrived. Yang Qingheng arrived in the next city a day in advance. As soon as the appointed time arrived, she took Lotus Sun into the exhibition with the invitation letter.

They arrived not too early. When they entered, the seats in the exhibition hall were full, and people came in one after another.

The two of them saw Qiao Xihe's booth almost as soon as they entered the door. The first position after entering the door was actually the best position in the whole place. Almost everyone was attracted by her exhibits as soon as they entered.

Yang Qingheng glanced casually and made eye contact with Lotus Sun beside him.

I have to say that although Shen Rong's character is not good, there is nothing to say about his professional level. This bag really has the ability to make people shine. It is simple and elegant, and every line is handled just right. Even Yang Qingheng Even though I hate these two people, I have to admire them in my heart.

"Hey, this isn't Boss Yang. Why are you addicted to looking at our bags? It's a pity that the time is so urgent, even if you want to plagiarize, it's too late." Qiao Xihe came in with the bag and raised his chin arrogantly towards Yang Qingheng, His tone was calm, but every word he said touched on other people's mistakes.

You know, in the industry, plagiarism of works is a taboo. If you get involved in it, the brand's reputation will be ruined.

Lotus Sun was so angry that she almost started arguing with her, but thinking that this was a public place, making noise would attract more people to watch, which would not only give foreign investors a bad impression of their brand. , their country's international image will be tarnished by the media again.

There were foreign media everywhere here. Sun Rong didn't dare to gamble, so she could only grit her teeth and swallow, scratching her heart and feeling uncomfortable.

"I didn't know there was such a thing unless Miss Qiao said it. Thanks to Miss Qiao for bringing it up today, but I still want to advise Miss Qiao. Just think about plagiarism in your mind. The public's eyes are sharp after all. Yes, don't ruin the reputation of the motherland because of this little cleverness." Yang Qingheng covered her mouth in shock, as if she had heard some shocking news. At the end, she persuaded Qiao Xihe earnestly, and the worried expression on her face seemed to be really for her own good.

That determined tone seemed to say that she would definitely plagiarize.

Qiao Xihe was so angry with her that she looked bad, but even after thinking about it, she couldn't think of a way to remove herself. He could only give her a fierce look, thought of something, suddenly laughed, and gloated: "I have this time to be here. To smear me, you might as well go and see what your booth looks like.”

"Of course you don't need to worry about it, Miss Qiao. You'd better think carefully about what I just said. Plagiarism is absolutely forbidden." Yang Qingheng deliberately emphasized Qiao Xihe's plagiarism again, and a smell of green tea came to his face.

Sure enough, the next second he saw Qiao Xihe's face turning black as the bottom of a pot.

Yang Qingheng almost laughed out loud.

Lotus Sun took a deep breath, and after walking a few steps, she couldn't help but give her a thumbs up. Her eyes were cold and filled with admiration: "I wish I had half the mouth you have."

"You are still too shameless," Yang Qingheng patted her shoulder in a funny way, "To deal with a shameless person like Qiao Xihe, you have to fight fire with fire. How much green tea she has, you should be greener than her. If she likes to smear people, just smear them. She, instead, was there to explain.”

After all, most people in the world are just spectators. They only believe what they want to believe, and others don't care how you explain it.

Sun Rong nodded as if she understood.

Yang Qingheng did not chat with her anymore, but walked around the exhibition hall, looking for their company's booth.

I almost walked through the entire exhibition hall and finally found a few familiar faces in the corner, which made my heart feel cold.

When she saw and heard Qiao Xihe's ridicule just now, she knew that her booth was not good. After all, Qiao Xihe was in that position, and there was no other booth in this exhibition hall that could be as good as hers.

But I didn’t expect that the booth they were assigned would be so bad.

The booth is behind a pillar. If it weren't for her good eyesight, even she, the boss, wouldn't be able to find the location of her booth.

"Mr. Yang, you are here."

The manager of the sales department didn't dare to breathe when he saw her coming.

It would be strange for Mr. Yang not to be angry at such a poor booth.

But what surprised him was that Yang Qingheng was unusually calm and strode over: "How are the positions of this booth allocated? Have you asked the person in charge?"

"I asked, and they said it was a fair draw. They had drawn all the lots a long time ago, and we didn't draw, so the remaining one is ours." When the sales manager talked about this, his face turned red with anger, and he wanted to kill the person in charge of the draw. After dragging him over and giving him a beating, he complained bitterly to Yang Qingheng, "I called back to the company to ask. No one came to our place to inform us of the draw a few days ago. The person in charge was too careless."

They still got it wrong on such a big matter, causing them to sit on the bench here.

The manager was so arrogant just a few days ago that he vowed that he would make the company famous and work hard to make the company seize this opportunity to attack foreign markets.

This booth was like a basin of cold water, oh no, ice water, which severely extinguished all his passion.

"I'm afraid it has nothing to do with carelessness." Yang Qingheng narrowed his eyes, afraid that they were being targeted by some people. Drawing lots was just a formality. There were a hundred or a thousand ways to make them sit on the bench.

The manager was stunned, but Lotus Sun on the side did understand.