The Pillow of the Bad President

Mrs. Holman never took her eyes off the cheongsam, and stretched out her hand involuntarily.

Zhuang Qintong, who had always been smiling with confidence in his chances of winning, couldn't help but panicked at this moment.

She stepped forward and tried to say, "Mrs. Holman"

Mrs. Holman had already taken off the cheongsam, her fingers stroked the silk fabric, the soft touch made her eyes become more gentle, "Sorry, abby, I have already decided to choose this one."

Zhuang Qintong's face was pale.

In this pitch, because she had some friendship with Mrs. Holman, she deliberately asked the other party halfway through, not to give Hao Yan the opportunity to meet and contact, thinking that she was bound to win.

But it never occurred to him that under such a safe situation, there would still be an accident.

Zhuang Qintong looked at the cheongsam, and couldn't believe that her extremely luxurious evening dress would be compared. She was very unwilling, but Mrs. Holman didn't give her another chance to lobby, and she was already heading towards the The dressing room inside.

In terms of the dress itself, Zhuang Qintong's design was indeed superior.

But this time the pitch was different. Mrs. Holman made the rules from the very beginning, and she had to choose the design that most impressed her.

Obviously, Mrs. Holman chose Hao Yan.

The international event kicked off.

As the event was in full swing, at halftime, Mrs. Holman got up to accept the award in the host's excited voice.

Under the dazzling lights of the stage, Mrs. Holman walked up slowly in a dark purple cheongsam, showing the nobility and elegance of oriental women.

The crescent moon sleeve sets off her graceful shoulder line, and the button on the right side winds to the slit skirt, and the pearls inlaid are clear and round, and with her footsteps, the phoenix vibrating chrysanthemum on the skirt is like a phoenix spreading its wings Elegant and moving.

Like a painting, the guests in the audience couldn't help but hold their breath.

Mrs. Holman took the trophy, first said a lot of official polite words, then paused, her cold eyebrows and eyes softened a lot, and her indifferent voice seemed to have warmth.

She said through the microphone, "Finally, I would also like to thank the designer who made the dress for me tonight. My husband once said that he would like to see me standing on the podium in a cheongsam one day." It has been realized, I believe that at this moment, he can see it in heaven, so thank you very much”

In the corner below the stage, Hao Yan's figure disappeared among the staff.

Hearing Mrs. Holman's words, a bright arc of light flashed in her clear eyes.

Hao Yan finally chose the cheongsam for the dress competition. Relatively speaking, she had no advantage in competitiveness. It was actually a very risky move, but she was confident that she would definitely impress Mrs. Holman.

Now, the results have been presented.

Susan has a straightforward personality, showing much more emotions than Hao Yan, with an undisguised smile on her face.

At the beginning, she was also worried, but it turned out that her worry was unnecessary. Hao Yan can always give her different surprises. She is extremely lucky to have such a partner.

Susan glanced at Zhuang Qintong, who was smirking aside, and felt extremely happy in her heart.

She and Zhuang Qintong had old grievances, and the relationship has never been harmonious. Now that Hao Yan has defeated the other party, apart from being honored, she feels proud.

Susan said unceremoniously and sarcastically, "I'm sorry, Zhuang Qintong, I accepted it."

At the initial draft pitch, Zhuang Qintong's attitude towards them was to wait and see with a bit of contempt, not to mention the tricky things he did in private, but now he completely slapped them in the face.

Zhuang Qintong barely suppressed the twitching eyebrows, maintained a smile and said, "Victory or defeat is a common matter in military affairs, I accept this result, congratulations both of you."

It's just that even though she said so, her nails left a deep scratch on the designer bag where the light couldn't shine, which showed that she was actually extremely angry.

Zhuang Qintong withdrew his gaze from the stage, "I have other things to do, so let's go first."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left gracefully.

Susan looked at her back, smiled even more heartily, and complained to Hao Yan, "Haha, Yanzi, don't you believe that Zhuang Qintong's nose must be crooked after leaving, she is the best at pretending."

Hao Yan laughed when she heard this.

Enemies know each other best. As Susan said, when Zhuang Qintong came out of the elevator, the sparks in his beautiful eyes could no longer be concealed.

As soon as she walked through the lobby of the hotel, her phone rang.

Zhuang Qintong took it out of his bag.

Seeing the English name "" displayed on it, she showed anxiety on her face.

In order to win Mrs. Holman's order from Mrs. He, the brand side did not hesitate to use the power of capital to exert pressure, and let Zhuang Qintong get involved, so they are very optimistic about this draft.

Zhuang Qintong was bored for two seconds before picking it up hesitantly.

The line was connected, and before she could speak, a man came from inside and scolded in a very displeased tone in English, "Abby, the headquarters is very disappointed with you."

Immediately, the phone was hung up.

Zhuang Qintong's face was stiff and ugly, and his heart was full of gloom.

The success of the draft competition brought great joy to Hao Yan.

Although Qin Huainian had blind faith in her abilities and didn't encourage her before the draft, she still arranged a candlelight dinner and took her and her daughter outside to celebrate.

The family of three didn't get home until late at night.

Hao Yan should be in the happiest mood, but she was often distracted standing in front of the window.

Qin Huainian, who was in charge of putting his daughter to sleep, saw that she seemed to be worried when he came back, so he couldn't help touching her face, "What's wrong?"

Hao Yan said, "Chairman Zhuang will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Qin Huainian nodded, he had already heard some news, and was about to tell her before going to bed, "Well, this is a good thing, he recovered much faster than we expected."

Zhuang Qingze's bone marrow transplant operation was very successful, and the cure rate was high, and his body recovered faster than ordinary people.

The doctors were amazed at his recovery speed, which shows that he is really working hard to get back to health.

Hao Yan sighed lightly, and said with a headache, "L just sent me a message, asking me to go to the dealer tomorrow night. When I was discharged from the hospital, I promised Chairman Zhuang that I would have dinner with them after he was discharged from the hospital. meal"

She regretted it a little, but she agreed because she was so soft-hearted at the time.

Qin Huainian saw through what she was thinking, put his arms around her shoulders and said, "If you feel pressure, then don't go."

Hao Yan shook her head, "But I agreed."

It is really not ethical to release pigeons temporarily.

Hao Yan pursed her lips, and finally decided to go to the dealer to fulfill her agreement.

The Pillow of the Bad President