Chapter 43 How could it be such a coincidence?

The next day, early morning.

#Chenxi Bay Theme Street Changes Dress Overnight##Qinshi Electronics Disappears##Chenxi Qinshi Cooperation Collapses# [Fuck! I thought I was dazzled when I woke up this morning, but it turned out to be true. The billboards have all been changed. I took a morning run and there was no trace of Qinshi Electronics in the entire Chenxi Bay. ]

[The question is how did they do it? I'm such a light sleeper that I didn't hear anything last night! ]

[So Chenxi and Qin are really breaking up? ]

As soon as Jian Xi arrived at the company, she received a call from Qin Li.

"Xixi, why did you ask them to change all the advertisements in Chenxi Bay? My uncle's new products have just been launched, and it's time to promote them. If it's about the rent of the theme street store, just tell me how much you want to increase, and my uncle will never say no."

Jian Xi said while drinking coffee: "Uncle, there is a special person in charge of Chenxi Bay. I can't do everything myself for such a large industry as Chenxi. The rule of the theme street has always been to apply for a shop three months in advance. Although we are relatives, public is public and private is private. It's not easy to make an exception and let you jump the queue. Otherwise, how will the people below manage that place in the future?"

Qin Li knew his niece well. Now that things had come to this, there was definitely no hope for this matter.

After hanging up the phone, Qin Li was so angry that he almost threw the phone away.

Qin De and Qin Mian were both in the office, and they knew what the result would be by looking at Qin Li's expression.

"Brother, Xixi refuses to help?" Qin De asked.

Qin Li took a deep breath and said, "Let's think of another way. Judging from Xixi's tone, we, the Qin family, will not get any preferential treatment or convenience from Chenxi in the future."

Qin Yan was there too, and was very confused: "Why? We are a family, aren't we? How could my cousin treat us like this?"

Qin Mian was helpless about his niece's emotional intelligence: "Family affection also needs to be maintained. Xixi is the most stubborn. The seamless connection between you and Xiao Wenqian is equivalent to openly slapping Xixi in the face. What's more, after the previous incident, it's normal for Xixi to be angry."

Qin Yan muttered, "It's not a big deal that she has to remember it for so long. I didn't say anything about Wen Qian being beaten, but she is feeling wronged."

Qin Mian suddenly felt powerless.

Why is it so difficult to communicate with my niece when they are all speaking Mandarin? "Dad." Qin Yan had a plan: "Wen Qian and I have over a million fans on our self-media accounts now. Why don't we live broadcast and sell Qin's Electronics? The fan purchase rate in our live broadcast room is still quite high. If we do some publicity at that time, the popularity of our new phone will definitely increase greatly."

She is really confident.

Qin Li was still not very confident about this emerging industry. Just as he was hesitating, Qin Yan stepped forward to persuade him: "Dad, now everyone is doing live streaming to sell goods. As long as we do it well, we won't have to beg others in the future. Maybe Chenxi will even come to beg us for cooperation."

Qin De and Qin Mian thought it was a solution.

"Brother, the sales in our major stores are not very good now. It is not a solution to continue like this. Why don't we let Yanyan give it a try, what if it works?" Qin De said.

With the support of her second uncle, Qin Yan was even more confident: "Yes, when it's on the hot search list, will we still worry about not getting any attention?"

Qin Li finally agreed, and they quickly held a meeting to finalize the live broadcast plan and make all preparations.

However, in the evening, the hot search that dominated the screen was: #Song Ruizhe was injured#.

#Song Ruizhe's concert is temporarily cancelled#.

#RefundTickets##Something happened to the Song family again##Song Yichen did not go to the hospital#Qin Yan and the others waited for the hot search all night, but they didn’t get what they wanted until the show went off in the second half of the night.

"What's wrong with Song Ruizhe? Why did he get injured when we were live streaming? What's the meaning of that?" Qin Yan complained dissatisfiedly.

Xiao Wenqian also felt that it was unlucky: "Song Ruizhe is a well-known pianist, he has a lot of fans, and now such a big thing has happened, the heat must be high, we can only say that we are unlucky."

But why does he have such bad luck?

Obviously, it wasn't like this when I was with Jian Xi before! "Wen Qian, what are you doing? It's time to shoot the video and edit it. It will be almost dawn when we're done." Qin Yan called him.

They shoot some love videos every day, and many netizens who like to ship CPs have become their fans and follow them every day.

So Qin Yan insisted on taking pictures every day, even keeping her phone in her hand from morning to night, recording all day long.

This method of quickly increasing followers allows Xiao Wenqian to temporarily forget the fact that he has become unpopular and continue to enjoy the sense of superiority of being sought after by fans.

When daybreak came, Song Ruizhe was out of the emergency room.

"Doctor, how is my son?" Old Madam Song asked anxiously.

The doctor expressed regret: "The patient's hands were comminuted fractures. Although there is still hope for healing, he can only take care of himself in daily life. It is impossible for him to play the piano again."

"What!"

Old Madam Song staggered, but fortunately she was supported by Song Ruizhe's wife Wei Bilian.

A paparazzi 'happened' to be at the corner of the corridor and 'coincidentally' heard what the doctor said.

#Song Ruizhe's hands are disabled, and his performing career ends# Explodes.

Song Ruizhe, who had just woken up, happened to hear a nurse "passing by" talking about this hot search.

"Is Song Ruizhe's hand really disabled?"

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

"Is this true? Doctor Li said that even if he went abroad to find the best orthopedic surgeon in the world, he would never be able to play the piano again."

"Alas, it's a pity that such a talented pianist has fallen from heaven. I guess he won't be able to bear it when he wakes up."

…

Wei Bilian quickly closed the door.

Song Ruizhe stared at Old Madam Song in a daze: "Mom, is what they said true?"

He looked at his hands tightly wrapped in gauze. The anesthetic had not worn off yet and he could not feel anything at all.

"My hands, I really can't play the piano anymore?"

He is the most gifted pianist in the country, the only one to have performed at the United Nations and has been awarded visiting professorships at many art schools.

He has always been proud of this, but now he is told that he can never play the piano again? "Impossible! What a rubbish doctor! Get them out!" Song Ruizhe collapsed and yelled, "Mom! I want to go abroad! Find me the best orthopedic surgeon, I will definitely get better! I can't stop playing the piano..."

He made a fuss for half an hour, and finally fell asleep quietly after the nurse gave him an injection.

Wei Bilian really loves Song Ruizhe, she cried sadly.

"Mom, how could it be such a coincidence that someone got into a fight before Ruizhe's performance and accidentally injured him? Why is God so unfair to him?"

Yes, how could it be such a coincidence? Song Yichen's words suddenly rang in Old Madam Song's mind.

Her pupils trembled.

"It's him!"

Wei Bilian was puzzled: "Mom, who are you talking about?"

Madam Song picked up her bag and walked out: "Don't worry about this matter, just keep an eye on Ruizhe, I'll go and ask for an explanation from him!"

(End of this chapter)