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"Lin Qingqian, I'm leaving!"

"Ah."

Song Qingyue rubbed his waist with dark circles under his eyes that couldn't be covered by full makeup, pushed open the door, and when he looked up, he saw Wen Gui's smiling face like a flower.

"It's almost noon." Wen Gui smiled, his eyes sparkling, and he pointed to his watch, exuding the joy of "It's knocked!" all over his body.

"It's only past 10 o'clock," Song Qingyue still wanted to argue, but his voice became smaller and weaker, and he became more and more guilty, "It's alright, alright, let's go."

"Where's Boss Xiao Lin?" Wen Gui smiled and looked behind her, "Wow, how did you convince her not to follow?"

Song Qingyue rubbed his waist in grief.

"Ah." The simple word was read out by Wen Guixiao with ups and downs, which had a profound meaning.

"No", Song Qingyue couldn't laugh or cry, "She happened to have a meeting."

"That's a coincidence, let's go quickly." The two walked out together, laughing as they walked.

Lin Qingqian silently listened to the sound of the door closing, sighed, turned on the computer, and entered the video conference.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

"Mr. Lin."

"Boss Lin, you are here."

Greetings are endless - this is an enlarged meeting of the board of directors, there are more than 20 people.

Lin Qing nodded, with an unmistakable smile on her face, her eyes looked around the various video windows, until she saw a familiar face, the smile on her lips became more sincere.

Zhu Gong nodded slightly at her, "Boss Lin."

Lin Zhiyin frowned and looked at Lin Qingqian who was socializing, and found that she seemed to be in a bad mood.

Why are you still in a bad mood after going out to play?

Go back and ask.

Lin Zhiyin secretly wrote down the notebook.

"Everyone," she cleared her throat, and the venue fell silent, "We are all acquaintances, so I won't talk nonsense..."

Lin Qingqian listened silently: This is a summary meeting, the main content of which is the follow-up summary of my unreasonable play of cards and nonsense.

The tone is set.

She raised her spirits and was ready for the worst - nothing could be worse than being seized power.

It's just that Lin Zhiyin's report didn't mention her arrangement for a long time. Behind most of the report content is the re-division of the rights left by Zhou Ying.

"Okay, do you have any questions?" Lin Zhiyin took off his glasses and closed the file.

Most people shook their heads in unison, "No."

No one in the core board of directors spoke, and it seemed that the discussion had already been closed behind closed doors. Wouldn't it be a hindrance if he wanted to speak again?

"Okay, let's end the meeting." Lin Zhiyin ended the crude meeting.Not so much a meeting as an announcement.

Lin Qingqian's eyes widened in surprise.

It's gone?

She thought in her heart: she didn't move, most of the power left by Zhou Ying was taken over by Song Chaodu, and a small part was in Jiang Sheng's hands.The Cheng family was silenced by the huge "hush" fee that Lin Zhiyin sent over, and Steven's company was similar.

Comparing before and after, that is, returning to the original point.It's even better than before the start of the week camp: after all, the downfall of an established director is beneficial to her.

Lin Zhiyin, it's too scary.

While thinking about this, she made a video call to Lin Zhiyin.

"mom."

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Zhiyin just wanted to call her, "With a mournful face, I thought something was wrong."

"Who told you not to explain clearly to me." Lin Qingqian said helplessly, "I received a call last night. Seeing your seriousness, I thought I would be dismissed."

Lin Zhiyin chuckled, "How dare I dismiss you? I don't want to do it anymore."

Her voice softened a little, and she asked Lin Qingqian softly, "What's going on, tell Mom, did you encounter something unpleasant?"

Lin Qingqian pursed her lips.

Seeing her like this, Lin Zhiyin understood, and frowned, "Is it related to Qingyue?"

"Yes, and no." Lin Qingqian pondered for a while, rubbing the space between her brows, "It has nothing to do with her, it's probably my problem."

Maybe it's because I've been thinking about Lin's affairs in my heart. Recently, the violent and anxious mood has come to the fore, and I don't do things like her.

"Stop favoring her." Lin Zhiyin looked at Lin Qingqian with a gentle smile, hesitated for a while, and continued, "A relationship cannot always be compromised by one person."

"If two people always give and the other takes, there will definitely be problems." Lin Zhiyin gritted her teeth, "This is my mother's personal experience, don't take it seriously."

"Which side are you on?" Lin Qingqian's smile became a little more real, and she pricked up her gossip ears.

"...I am the one who asks for it." Lin Zhiyin looked at her speechlessly, but still answered the question.

"I always ask her for forgiveness." She muttered to herself, seeming to be caught in the memory of a past event.

But was startled by the stifled laughter.

"This is what mom said from the bottom of my heart. Listen carefully." Lin Zhiyin glared at Lin Qingqian who was smiling brightly.

"Cough, Mom, Qingyue and I don't have these problems." Lin Qingqian drank his saliva slowly, "It's me, eating vinegar."

Song Qingyue: Woohoo, you also know that you are jealous.

Lin Zhiyin: "..."

"That's indeed your problem." Lin Qingqian didn't know what to say for a while, "Is there anyone else in the child's eyes besides you?"

"How could it not be." Lin Qingqian said sourly, "Today I will leave me and go out with others."

"Tsk, you can smell the sour smell through the screen." Lin Zhiyin waved his hand in disgust, "Okay, let's go with Qingyue."

"By the way, even if it's not for this reason this time, don't forget what Mom said," she thought of something again, and hastily added, "Try to ask Qingyue for something. I'm not talking about material things, it's your life. You can’t always give in to the habit of the Three Views.”

"I see." Lin Qingqian nodded.

After hanging up Lin Zhiyin's call, she picked up the phone, tapped it, swiped it up and down, and ground her teeth.

Heh, I don't know where to go to play crazy, and I didn't even send myself a message.

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"Ah!" Song Qingyue sneezed and touched his nose blankly.

During Lin Qingqian's meeting, she had already directed the workers to grind the stone into the shape she wanted.

"Yes, if it goes deeper here, there will be a sense of hierarchy, do you understand the sense of hierarchy?"

"Huh, it's finally over." Song Qingyue wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Of course, it is not difficult to simply grind it into a ring, but it is difficult to combine the red lines on the stone with the ring, and to make it vivid through embossing techniques.

Song Qingyue almost held a copy of "Introduction to Chinese Sculpture" to direct the workers to operate.

"I'm such a genius." She took a pair of rings and sighed stinky.

"Yes, yes, genius." Wen Guixiao echoed and praised, and laughed together with Song Qingyue.

"Genius, now that you have the gift, where do you plan to give it to Boss Xiao Lin?" The two of them huddled their heads together and murmured.

"Let me think about it," Song Qingyue frowned, racking his brains, "candlelight dinner?"

"...vulgar." Wen Guixiao didn't care about the genius's face at all, "This gift is so unique, why is it so old-fashioned?"

Song Qingyue pouted and nodded, "Yes."

She turned to Wen Guixiao for help, "Sister Xiao, do you know of any good places?"

Wen Guixiao shook his head regretfully, "I can't quite figure it out, but I can think about it," she reminded Song Qingyue, "Do you still remember the paraglider you saw when you were bungee jumping? That one seemed to have two people , just imagine."

She waved her hand to the distance, and described in an eloquent voice, "At an altitude of several hundred meters, the clouds that are as soft as cotton wool can be touched, and in the sky that human beings have always yearned for, I will give Mr. Lin the blessing from the ocean. The scorching heat of the magma deep in the ground is so romantic!"

"I'm afraid of heights." Song Qingyue passed the decision expressionlessly.

"However, I remembered when you mentioned bungee jumping." Song Qingyue recalled what he saw when he squinted his eyes that day. There seemed to be white sails beside the island. "If I read correctly, there seemed to be sailboats?"

"Ah, yes." Wen Gui smiled and nodded, "It's not the kind of unpowered sailboat, but a small yacht decorated as a sailboat. Its main business is to take tourists around the island for a day and a night."

"That's it!" Song Qingyue snapped his fingers.

Wen Guixiao imagined it for a while, then nodded, "Absolutely!"

The smile in Song Qingyue's eyes became much more sincere, and he said in a straight voice, "Sister Xiao, thank you."

If it wasn't for her help, everything would not have gone so smoothly.

"Why are you suddenly sensational?" Wen Gui smiled and rubbed his nose, and suddenly laughed like a dimple, his dimples were full of excitement, "So, Qingyue, can you sign for me?"

Song Qingyue laughed and nodded, "Of course."

"Ahem, then I have to make an inch of it." Wen Gui cleared his throat with a smile, "Can I have an autograph signed by both you and President Xiao Lin?"

"No." Song Qingyue refused straight away, sighed, looked at Wen Guixiao's lonely eyes, and explained: "Lin Qingqian's signature cannot be given casually, it has legal effect."

Wen Guixiao sighed and nodded in understanding.

"But I have engraved a chapter for her, and it would be fine if I printed one."

Wen Guixiao's dimples became vivid.

"But Zhangzi is in her hands."

The dimple is gone again.

"But I have one in hand."

"..."

"Qingyue, are you playing with my mentality?" Wen Guixiao aggrieved.

"Cough, didn't you just remember this?" Song Qingyue coughed awkwardly, hesitated for a while, took out a small blue box from his bag, took out a signed photo, and handed it to Wen Guixiao with some reluctance, " Now, this is for you."

Wen Guixiao hesitated to take it, "This seems to have a special meaning."

It must be very important to cherish and carry with you like this, and this carries the memories of the two of them.

"It's okay, you keep it." After she hesitated, Song Qingyue made up her mind and said with a smile, "Hey, the autographed photos are meant to be sent out. We can still mass-produce these things, so they are not precious."

Wen Guixiao took it carefully, turned it over, and saw the red seal on the back.

"It's not famous." She covered her heart and took a few steps back exaggeratedly, "It's so beautiful!"

She carefully put it away close to her body, and asked Song Qingyue worriedly, "Then if President Xiao Lin finds out, will it be..."

Even she felt Lin Qingqian's extraordinary jealousy.

Song Qingyue rubbed his waist in grief, "I'll go and tell her."

Suddenly, Lin Qingqian's exclusive bell rang.

Song Qingyue was dumbfounded for a moment, picked up the phone tremblingly, hesitated for a while, and pressed the connect button.

"Why did you pick it up? You're playing crazy again." Lin Qingqian changed her clothes and prepared to find a child.

"Cough, no." Song Qingyue coughed guiltily.

It sounded like Lin Qingqian was in a good mood.

"Where are you? I'll find you."

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