Chapter 122 I bought this especially for you, do you like it?

Shen Jingni was exhausted last night and didn't even know when Zhao Zonglan left. She didn't get up until noon.

When she woke up and checked her phone, she found that Zhao Zonglan had sent her a message.

Eat well

Your cough hasn't gotten better yet, so avoid spicy food. Be good and don't worry me.

He's not even in Beijing, yet he manages a lot of things.

Shen Jingni, of course, wasn't so well-behaved.

After lunch, she went to her studio.

Although no new orders have been received, the batch of Song brocade wedding dresses is nearing completion, so we still need to keep an eye on them.

Qin Muhuan's studio is even more relaxed.

But she found something to do, so she came to show off to Shen Jingni again.

Miss Qin didn't act like an outsider at all; she sat directly on the small sofa in Shen Jingni's office after entering.

He said sarcastically, "You really managed to invite Old Gao here, but it must have been Mr. Zhao who helped out."

"Shen Jingni, Shen Jingni, stop thinking about relying on men all the time. How did you fall so low?"

Well, now they're criticizing her for being depraved.

Shen Jingni crumpled a piece of paper and threw it at her.

Qin Muhuan dodged it with lightning speed, "Hey, I missed."

Shen Jingni then threw another one.

"Ah~ Shen Jingni, you're just feeling guilty, you're getting angry out of embarrassment."

Qin Muhuan disgustedly slapped the crumpled paper off her body onto the ground, gritting her teeth, "Hmph, petty."

"Let me tell you, a petty person like you can't accomplish anything great."

Shen Jingni retorted sarcastically, as if she had heard a joke: "If you have such a big heart, then why haven't you accomplished anything great? You've been wasting your time."

Qin Muhuan pointed at her: "What shit and bullshit? You, you're so vulgar."

Shen Jingni: "Butt butt..."

Miss Qin snorted arrogantly, "You're just displaying the anger of an incompetent person. I won't stoop to your level."

"To tell you the truth, I'm planning to expand my studio—no, I should say my company—after the New Year."

"I plan to build a building that can house offices, showrooms, and photography studios all in one building. Once I hire more people and expand the business, I won't have to worry about finding customers."

"Just wait and see what happens."

Her goal was simple: to compete with Shen Jingni for business, or to beat her.

Win her at all costs.

Shen Jingni twirled the pen in her hand, looking at her suspiciously: "Building a building? Where? In the suburbs?"

Qin Muhuan definitely has the money to build the building.

But land in Beijing is incredibly valuable, and land in commercial centers is even harder to acquire. I haven't heard of any land being put up for bidding recently.

“You’re the one building in the suburbs,” Qin Muhuan said, easily provoked, “Song Qiyu found me a very good piece of land.”

"Oh~" Shen Jingni said with a long trailing tone, "Someone just said they didn't need men."

Qin Muhuan blushed and hurriedly tried to deny it, saying, "He insisted on giving it to me, it wasn't me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Qiyu called.

Miss Qin was in a bad mood at the moment, and her tone was very impatient: "I told you not to keep calling me and to focus on your work."

Song Qiyu on the other end of the phone sounded a little aggrieved: "But Can Can, I've been listening to you and working for twenty hours straight."

I haven't contacted her for a full twenty hours.

"Twenty hours?"

"Do you want to die suddenly, Song Qiyu? Go and rest, I'm busy here."

Song Qiyu wouldn't listen; he wanted to talk to her a little longer.

Shen Jingni invited Song Yu to have hot pot together tonight.

Zhao Zonglan has been keeping a close eye on her lately, so she can only go secretly.

Seeing that Qin Muhuan was still having a long phone conversation with Song Qiyu, she reminded her, "I'm going to have hot pot with Song Yu. Remember to close the door for me when you leave later."

hot pot?

Qin Muhuan, still holding the phone, looked disgusted. "Shen Jingni, eating hot pot outside will give you pimples and it's not healthy. Why would you eat hot pot? You have no taste."

Shen Jingni gave an expressionless "Oh" and walked past her.

Qin Muhuan was unhappy again.

She quickly hung up the phone and hurriedly chased after him, saying, "Wait for me!"

——

Zhao Zonglan and Xie Chengsui arrived in the port city one after the other.

In recent years, the biopharmaceutical industry in Hong Kong has developed rapidly, with nearly 80 biotechnology companies listed, and a total market value approaching one trillion Hong Kong dollars.

Naturally, this has attracted a large amount of domestic and foreign capital to settle in.

Since 2017, although Jingyao's annual investment in the pharmaceutical industry is not large, it has still reached hundreds of billions.

This collaboration was facilitated by Xie Chengsui.

Sun Jiaren, the owner of Renhui Biotechnology Company, was his classmate.

Renhui is a company that focuses on the research and development of new drugs in the fields of oncology and immunology.

As we all know, the initial investment required to develop a new drug is enormous, especially for tumor-related immunotherapies and targeted drugs.

We discussed cooperation in the afternoon.

That evening, Sun Jiaren hosted a banquet at the Peninsula Hotel for Zhao Zonglan and Xie Chengsui, and also invited several CEOs to join them.

He even took it upon himself to find a girl.

He had been searching for that girl for a long time. She came from the mainland and had a very pure appearance, especially her eyes, which were very beautiful.

Zhao Zonglan sat in the main seat. Sun Jiaren came over to pour him wine, which he did not refuse. He held a cigar in one hand and was looking at his phone with a cool expression.

I sent him a message this morning, and he still hasn't replied.

That's what happened in Shanghai before.

He beat her up badly, but she still didn't learn her lesson.

They've been spoiled rotten and are completely unruly; they're not obedient at all.

Zhao Zonglan felt somewhat annoyed.

He picked up his glass to drink, and when he looked up, he saw Sun Jiaren leading a girl over.

"Mr. Zhao, this is a distant cousin of mine. She's always been obedient and sensible since she was little..."

"Sun Jiaren".

Xie Chengsui interrupted him sharply, frantically winking at him, and said in a casual tone, "It's good to be obedient. I like obedient and sensible people."

Even if Sun Jiaren was stupid, he would have realized what was going on.

Xie Chengsui was saving him.

A cold sweat broke out on his back, and he hurriedly echoed, "If you like it, you can take it back later."

Xie Chengsui glanced at the girl, then whispered to Guanglin behind him to take her out.

Zhao Zonglan was already annoyed, and this incident only intensified the coldness in his eyes.

Sun Jiaren was also good at reading people's expressions. He didn't want to lose the cooperation because of this, so he kept casting pleading glances at Xie Chengsui.

Out of consideration for their friendship as classmates, Xie Chengsui chose to help.

He cleared his throat and asked, "Fifth Brother, I heard your wife caught a cold? Is she feeling better? Should we bring her some medicine to boost her immunity?"

"Hey Lao Sun, I remember your company has been developing flu vaccines and immune-boosting drugs recently, right?"

Since the question had been raised, Sun Jiaren quickly seized the opportunity, saying, "Oh right, there are many flu vaccines on the market now, but there are currently no effective immune-boosting drugs. Our company is developing some related health products."

Zhao Zonglan's expression was cold and stern; he remained silent.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Shen Jingni sent him a photo.

After finishing her hot pot meal, she went shopping with Qin Muhuan and the others, and bought him a pair of leather shoes.

Red background.

Mainly, she wanted to see Zhao Zonglan dressed up.

Brother, I bought this especially for you. Do you like it?

Zhao Zonglan's worries vanished.

He looked up at Sun Jiaren, his voice indifferent, "Send the R&D project proposal you just mentioned to Gu Qian."

Sun Jiaren: "..."

A blessing in disguise, a windfall from heaven!

Zhao Zonglan picked up his phone, a slight smile still lingering in his eyes.

Reply to her with "I like it"