Chapter 377

In everyone's imagination, the girl who owns a listed company is so talented that her family must be either rich or expensive. Such a child should be born with a golden spoon, and the identity of her parents should have an amazing identity.

However, the amazing is indeed there, or the kind of jaw dropping, but it is because of the huge gap between imagination and reality.

Just a moment ago, it seemed that the female cleaner who went to the wrong set was once hotly discussed as a poor relative in the autumn wind, but in the twinkling of an eye, people were respectfully welcomed onto the stage.

Is such an ordinary woman with ordinary appearance, simple clothes and bloated body the mother of Qingcheng? And when you grow up, you will directly get a branch with a market value of more than 10 million!

This is too good to have a daughter!!

In the hall full of consternation, everyone had the same idea. When they looked at Oman again, their eyes had changed from strangeness to envy, jealousy and hatred.

Oman also slightly opened his mouth and looked surprised. "Ah Qing, this is your hard-working company. How can I ask for it?"

She knew that the girl around her had the ability to settle down. She only felt happy and guilty. She definitely didn't want to get any benefits from her.

"Hehe, it's just a branch store. You can try management in the future." Qin Qing smiled and comforted, and then took out a neatly folded paper from his pocket. "Oman, this ticket is my best adult gift. Now, I regard this store as my first filial piety to you, as my daughter."

A 3000 yuan ticket for a 10 million store may be an unequal reciprocity in the eyes of outsiders. But in Qin Qing's heart, this ticket is worth more things to exchange. Now what she does is just to give a little confidence to the woman who is used to being humble and compromise.

Oman originally wanted to refuse, but she couldn't spit it out in the last few words of the girl. Finally, when she signed the transfer agreement on the spot, what she thought was not the change of value, but some inseparable emotion with the girl. Her heart, which had been worried all day, finally settled down.

At this time, Tang Lin, who watched the whole scene backstage, watched the gentle smiling girl in the spotlight for a long time.

"Are you making a show or showing your true feelings, President Qin..."

From kneeling to polishing shoes to recognizing mothers in public and transferring tens of millions of assets, these pieces are enough to become excellent news selling points and gimmicks. It can be imagined that tomorrow's newspaper will bring unpredictable wealth to girls.

But it's just a show, but it's too exquisite from the professional point of view of the Tang film emperor. The warmth from the details is too real. It's not like the emotion of a cunning girl who will destroy her family by any means.

Such a girl full of contradictions is so interesting that people can't move their eyes.

"Ha ha, it's really a demon." Tang Lin smiled and sighed, gently closed his eyes, and looked clear when he looked up again.

The spotlight converged on him. The man raised a smile with his lips. His peach eyes were slightly bent and full of electricity. The highest part of the scream was his stage.

First of all, the first step is to be an excellent spokesman, so that he can become a community of interests with girls, and then everything can be slowly planned

This day's show became the beginning of Qingcheng's internationalization. One day a long time later, everyone will remember Tang Lin, who was shining on the stage, and the mysterious and noble girl.

In such a busy and full day, the teenagers of the third generation of senior high school have ushered in their 18th birthday one after another.

When Qin Qing went to school the next day, she received not a practice paper for the college entrance examination, but an invitation card.

"Ah, it's actually a birthday party. Evil capital, humanism, Xue Junqi, I must eat you poor." the lunch break is a group of five gathered in the classroom of class 3. Jin Lingling, as the first person to receive the card, is still gushing to express her hatred for the rich. Of course, these are purely for the sake of being able to eat more buffet on the same day.

"You've had a big meal of capitalism four times this month, and you're not afraid to support yourself to death." Xue Junqi tilted her eyes and pierced the truth of her increasingly round waist. She felt very thoroughly about her disposition not to eat blood back.

"Oh, everyone is focused on their recent birthday. I'm also very sad. How can your family think of holding a birthday party for you, Junqi?" Jin Lingling's divergent thinking has always been active. After feeling that she is fat and round, she immediately changed her direction. She shared the table with each other for two years. Although she knew that the Xue family had money, she heard about the birthday party for the first time.

"Well, maybe my aunt is in a good mood this year." Xue Junqi's interest is not too high, and her attitude is a little perfunctory.

Jin Lingling closed her mouth wisely when she heard that her neck shrank and the rare Reflection Arc was in place.

Later, after several people dispersed, Jin Lingling secretly revealed some news on the way back to the dormitory, "Junqi's family situation is relatively special. That aunt is actually Junqi's stepmother. There is a sister at home. She hasn't called her mother up to now."

These words are euphemistic and obscure, but they are enough to make up for the rich family's gratitude and resentment.

Qin Qing was slightly surprised. Unexpectedly, the arrogant Miss Xue was still a poor cabbage.

Because it was the first time in her two lives to attend a birthday party as a friend, Qin Qing also paid enough attention to it. She ordered gifts in duanmuqiu's store in advance, and sent them to the driver on the same day.

The facade is still the one that took the blood jade bead string at the beginning. After a few months, the staff in the store recognized them almost at the first sight.

"Ah, it's them again..." the nearest employee gave a small exclamation. After reacting, he hurriedly covered his mouth, but a pair of eyes couldn't help looking between them. He just felt that men and women were not right, comparable to star models.

Other people in the store couldn't move their eyes. Just one more look, they suddenly felt that their backs were cool and the indoor temperature brushed off, making people's scalp numb.

The deep low pressure swept the audience. When there was no sound, the handsome and unmarried tall man suddenly held the hand of the girl beside him.

The temperature of the palm was dry and warm. Qin Qing was stunned. Feeling the strange atmosphere, she looked at the man sideways.

"As long as you come with me, no one can bully you." Feng Yan looked serious and said it very seriously.