Deliberate favoritism, the cold-faced president surrenders obediently

When Shen Zhan saw Li Yanxiu was there, he greeted him warmly.

He walked forward with his sister and introduced her to the two people, "This is my sister Shen Li. She has loved painting since she was a child. Her family asked us to find an art teacher, so I thought of Teacher Lin."

Li Yanxiu understood Shen Zhan's intention and could see that he clearly wanted to get close to Lin Qian.

This little trick couldn't escape Li Yanxiu's eyes at all.

Li Yanxiu stood up, took out some cash from his bag and put it on the table, "Since Master Shen has something to do with Teacher Lin, I won't bother you."

Lin Qian and Shen Zhan escorted Li Yanxiu out of the coffee shop and watched him drive away.

It was just in time for Lin Qian to get off work, and it was very late, so Shen Zhan suggested having some midnight snack.

Lin Qian did not refuse, she knew that Shen Zhan was trying to help her in disguise.

She needed such help right now, so she didn't refuse.

After all, she needs money now, and if she wants to make money, she has to give up her dignity.

The group of three came to a restaurant and continued to discuss what had just happened.

Lin Qian looked at the paintings brought by Shen Zhan. Shen Li's paintings did seem very talented.

Lin Qian also agreed to teach her, two classes a week, she went to his home to attend, the salary was also very high, Lin Qian also had a stable income.

The next morning, before she got up, her former colleague Lin Xiaoyu called her.

She was a little puzzled. They didn't have much contact in normal times, so why did he think of calling her?

She pressed the answer button and heard Lin Xiaoyu's voice, "Hello, Qianqian, do you want to make money?"

As soon as Lin Qian heard about making money, she immediately lost all sleepiness and sat up from the bed.

She couldn't help but hold the phone tightly, and swallowed her saliva, "How do I make money?"

Lin Xiaoyu said that she knew that recently there was a very wealthy lady who wanted to find someone to paint a portrait for her at a high price, and she wanted someone with a certain aesthetic sense and good painting skills.

Many people tried to paint, but were all rejected.

And the rich lady said that as long as the painting is good, price is not an issue.

Although Lin Qian was very excited when she heard about this, she was still a little wary inside.

"But such a good thing..."

Lin Xiaoyu said regretfully that they were now working in a studio and were not allowed to take private jobs. They just happened to know that she was short of money, so they thought of her.

"But I'm not introducing you to this job for nothing. We'll split the profits 70% to 30% after the deal is done."

Lin Qian nodded. This sounded more reliable.

She also understood that she couldn't let others work for nothing, and that she should give them some money.

Lin Qian then asked, "When?"

"They need it urgently, they want it tomorrow."

Lin Qian was in a dilemma as she had already found a fashion design job for tomorrow.

She was a little hesitant and thought about giving it a try, "Can we postpone it for a day?"

Lin Xiaoyu said with some embarrassment, "If you are not free, I will ask someone else?"

Lin Qian was a little anxious and raised her voice, "It's okay, I can do it tomorrow, I can do it."

"Then it's settled for tomorrow."

"Well, I'll be there early tomorrow morning."

Lin Xiaoyu hung up the phone and glanced at Qu Meng next to her, and the two of them smiled evilly.

****

She received the relevant information that evening.

She got up early as agreed. It was already autumn, and the agreed time was 6 o'clock in the morning.

The autumn morning is chilly. The light after dawn shines through the mist and sprinkles on the ground, bringing a hint of coolness. The air is filled with a thin layer of water vapor, making people feel a biting cold.

The streets and alleys were quiet, people were wrapped in thick clothes and walked hurriedly. The autumn wind blew, and the leaves rustled.

She took several subways and a taxi for a long distance before arriving at this high-end club.

Just as she was about to go in, she was stopped by the security guard at the door because this was a membership-based club and only VIP users could enter.

She is not a VIP, so she can only wait at the door.

In the early morning, the cool autumn wind scraped across my face like a knife. Lin Qian was carrying heavy painting supplies, and the sky was still dark, as if covered by a layer of cold mist.

She couldn't help shivering all over, holding the straps of her backpack tightly with both hands, trying to get a little warmth. The hot air she exhaled instantly condensed into white mist in the air and drifted away.

She stomped her feet unconsciously on the cold ground, hoping to drive away some of the cold.

She waited and waited until the sun gradually rose, but the feeling of warmth was still not coming. The cold autumn wind was still blowing, making people shiver.

She waited at the door for more than three hours before the legendary rich lady showed up.

When she saw that the wealthy businessman's wife was Lu Jingchuan's mother, Mrs. Lu, her heart sank.

She was wearing a gorgeous dress, expensive fur, and an exquisite jade bracelet on her hand. Every detail showed her luxury and nobility.

She looked at Lin Qian, who was shivering at the door, with a smile on her face. She pretended to be surprised and said, "Look at my memory. I'm old now and I forgot about your matter."

Lin Qian frowned.

Lin Qian understood that Mrs. Lu did not approach her for the portrait, but had teamed up with her colleagues to tease and humiliate her.

She picked up the tools on the ground and smiled politely, "Mrs. Lu, do you still need a portrait?"

Mrs. Lu narrowed her eyes slightly, her expression serious, she felt that the woman next to her was not simple, she answered the question without asking, and went straight to the point,

"Are you the woman that Jingchuan keeps outside?"

Lin Qian smiled faintly. Since there was no need to paint, there was no need for her to stay here.

It's a pity that these few hours were wasted.

"I've seen many women like you. They just want our money. I tell you, you'd better stay away from my son. He won't marry a woman like you."

Seeing that Lin Qian was about to leave, Mrs. Lu became a little anxious. She deliberately created this meeting just to make her stop pestering Jingchuan. She raised Lu Jingchuan since he was a child, and she knew his temper. She could only start with Lin Qian, make her give up, and not appear in front of Lu Jingchuan, so as not to delay his future and happiness.

Lin Qian snorted coldly. She had seen many such arrogant upper-class people. They just wanted to boss others around because they had more money.

She doesn't deserve it.

Lin Qian felt disgusted if she said even one more word to her.

But Madam Lu blocked her way and seeing that Lin Qian didn't say anything, it was obvious that she didn't want to give up the chance to become a phoenix.

Mrs. Lu took off her glasses and generously took out a check from her bag.

"It's impossible for you to give up this opportunity easily. Here's 200 million. Take it. This amount of money is more than you have ever seen in your life. Take the money and stay away from my son."

Lin Qian looked at the check. She took the money and her mother's surgery fee was secured.

Now she no longer cares about her so-called self-esteem and just regards it as Lu Jingchuan's compensation to her.

He caused her family to be destroyed, so it is only right for her to use his money to save her mother's life.

She raised her hand cautiously, before she could take the check.

Mrs. Lu held the check in her hand and threw it out.

She laughed sarcastically and walked into the club without looking back. "The woman Jingchuan likes is just like this. I thought it was true love. Don't let me see you and Jingchuan together again. If I find out, don't blame me for being rude to you."