Chapter 124 She's eating so well!

Shen Jingni pushed him away, stopped crying, and said with a stern face, "Don't think that I can forgive you just because you say a few nice words."

"I'm no longer that little girl who can be easily appeased."

Now she is Niohuru Jingni.

Zhao Zonglan coaxed her in a nonchalant tone, "I brought you some gifts, shall we go and open them?"

Shen Jingni's anger subsided considerably.

She forced down the corners of her mouth, but she was still not satisfied.

She poked his chest with her index finger, her tone stubborn: "That trick won't work."

Zhao Zonglan let her vent her anger.

As long as you don't cry, it's fine.

He put his arm around her waist, looking completely at ease, and asked, following her words, "So, what will it take for Miaomiao to calm down?"

Hearing him ask that, Shen Jingni straightened her back even more.

Her eyes darted around, and she said righteously, "Given Mr. Zhao Zonglan's ruthless and brutal treatment of me, causing me severe psychological trauma, I hereby formally sue you and demand..."

"This week, we're sleeping in separate rooms!"

Zhao Zonglan frowned slightly, his tone indifferent: "The reasons are invalid, the lawsuit is invalid, and the court dismisses the plaintiff's lawsuit."

Shen Jingni: "..."

She persisted and started making a scene again: "I am the judge, you have no right to reject my decision."

Zhao Zonglan pinched her cheek, "Judge Shen is so unreasonable."

Shen Jingni gave a haughty snort, "I'm just being unreasonable."

Zhao Zonglan was completely at a loss with her.

I had no choice but to go along with her for the time being.

After all, this little rascal's anger comes on quickly but subsides even faster; he should be fine by tomorrow at the latest.

However, with her in front of him, he couldn't possibly sleep in a separate room from her.

Zhao Zonglan could only open the door and go in when it was late at night and she was completely asleep.

The next morning.

When Shen Jingni woke up, Zhao Zonglan had already gone to the company.

After washing up, she slipped on her slippers and went downstairs, where she met Chang An in the living room.

"You didn't go to Jingyao with Zhao Zonglan."

Chang An had the items placed on the table one by one, and nodded slightly: "The master has instructed that Miss Shen please unwrap the gifts."

Unwrapping gifts is a very pleasant thing.

I wonder which genius invented it; it's so ingenious.

Large, rare, pure diamonds, gemstone necklaces and hair accessories, pearl earrings... and several limited-edition bags.

Shen Jingni's mood immediately improved.

"This trip back was rather rushed. The gentleman said he would take you to the port city another day so you can choose something there."

Hearing this, Shen Jingni was happy, but she ultimately held back.

He said, not what he really meant, "Tell him I have no interest in going."

Chang An smiled awkwardly.

This is a bit of a headache.

He dared not reply like that; he had to find a more tactful way to put it. It was so difficult.

After lunch, Chu You came to pick up Shen Jingni to go to the exchange meeting venue at the city museum.

There were several clothing brands I visited, but everyone wanted different things and had different focuses, so they didn't compete with each other.

However, in such a serious and formal occasion, it is inevitable to exchange pleasantries.

Shen Jingni is dressed quite formally today.

Wearing a black casual suit, a white shirt, and slightly wavy hair draped over her shoulders, she paired it with black high heels with red soles, exuding a cool and capable aura.

Xie Jiqing's friend, the director of the Cultural Bureau, was also there.

The director remembered Shen Jingni; he had met her at Xie Jiqing's private museum some time ago.

Mr. Zhao's girlfriend.

At first, he thought the girl was just a pretty face.

But after listening to her chat with the museum's deputy director for a few minutes, her opinion began to change.

The deputy curator asked her, "I heard that Mr. Shen is running a high-end wedding dress brand. In my humble opinion, whether or not there is a collaboration, the effect should not be very significant."

That's the truth.

While some co-branded items on the market are expensive, most people can afford them and are willing to pay for their emotional impulses.

However, as a top-tier luxury wedding dress brand, its customer base is only a small group at the very top, so whether or not there is a collaboration doesn't actually have a significant impact.

Just like Rolls-Royce.

Although it's a household name, not everyone can afford it.

Shen Jingni simply smiled, her tone calm and composed: "Wedding dresses are different from other clothes."

"Besides being good-looking and exquisite, its biggest selling point is Geely."

"Take butterfly patterns for example. From ancient times to the present, they have always symbolized faithful love."

"Although many people in this industry don't believe in love, you have to put on a show for the outside world and the media, and then you'll naturally have influence."

"Besides, I don't plan to stay in the top luxury sector forever."

A successful clothing brand will offer a range of products, including top-tier luxury, high-end luxury, and accessible luxury, to meet the needs of different consumer groups, based on market demands.

Her current goal is to expand and strengthen the business.

Having a powerful backer gives you confidence.

She could just keep moving forward, with Zhao Zonglan to back her up.

After hearing what she said, the deputy curator nodded. "President Shen is truly young and promising. Our museum looks forward to cooperating with you."

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After hearing Chang An's reply, Zhao Zonglan felt that he still had to go and appease him.

However, once outside the venue, he had his driver stop the car and waited inside.

Chang'an asked him, puzzled, "Sir, aren't you going in?"

It's just a brand exchange event hosted by the Cultural Bureau. If Mr. Shen were to show up, Ms. Shen would have to hand over all the IPs even if she wanted them.

Zhao Zonglan lit a cigarette, lifted his eyelids, and looked over the steps toward the venue.

"I'm not going in."

Although it was a flower he had carefully nurtured, it should still be given space to grow freely.

He will not easily interfere in social, cooperative, or even political relationships.

She chose this path herself, so she should explore it and find her own sense of accomplishment.

He is only responsible for providing backup and protection.

Moreover, his child is already growing up, so securing this kind of licensing agreement shouldn't be a problem.

He can still give that much trust.

Although Chang An didn't quite understand, he still stayed with Zhao Zonglan and waited outside.

About half an hour later, people started to come out of the venue, indicating that the event was over.

Zhao Zonglan then opened the car door.

There were several steps between the entrance to the venue and the parking area. He was dressed in a suit and tie and strode up the steps with a cold expression.

Just then, Shen Jingni came out.

But she didn't forget that she was still angry, so she wasn't going to talk to him.

Pretending not to know.

The director of the cultural bureau and the deputy director were also there.

Upon seeing Zhao Zonglan, everyone's eyes showed surprise, and some even could hardly believe their eyes.

Because someone as important as Mr. Zhao would never normally come here.

The bureau chief greeted him first with a smile: "Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Zonglan nodded slightly, glanced at everyone present, and said indifferently, "I'm here to pick up my girlfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, he took Shen Jingni's hand and turned to leave.

The reason I didn't go in earlier was because I trusted Shen Jingni and wanted to give her a chance to demonstrate her abilities.

Her appearance at this moment was to tell everyone that Shen Jingni had Zhao Zonglan backing her up.

Those who understand, will naturally understand.

However, Mr. Shen, who was still throwing a tantrum, wasn't very appreciative.

She was extremely reluctant to be led by him, walking slowly behind him, complaining, "There are so many people here, be mindful of your behavior."

As they went down the stairs, she didn't want him to hold her hand, saying, "Hey, Zhao Zonglan, put your hand down first..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Jingni noticed the shoes on his feet.

It was the pair she bought for him.

Black, without superfluous embellishments, with a natural and shapely curve that makes the ankle line more streamlined, the sole is very thin and dark red, exuding a restrained yet powerful aura.

Shen Jingni suddenly laughed.

I sigh again.

She ate so well.