Chapter 43 How could it be such a coincidence?
The next day, early morning.
#Chenxiwan Theme Street One Night Dress Up#
#Qinshi Electronics disappears#
#Chenxi Qinshi cooperation collapses#
[Holy crap! I woke up this morning and thought I was seeing things, but it turns out it's real. The billboards have all been changed. I went for a morning run, and there's not a single trace of Qin Electronics anywhere in Chenxi Bay.]
[The question is, how did they do that? I'm such a light sleeper, but I didn't hear anything last night!]
[So Chenxi and Qin Shi really broke 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 ads in Chenxi Bay? My uncle just launched a new product, and it's time to promote it. If it's about the rent of the theme street store, just tell me how much you want to increase it. My uncle will never say no."
Jian Xi sipped her coffee while saying, "Uncle, Chenxi Bay has someone in charge. I can't do everything myself for such a large enterprise. The rule of the theme street is to apply for a shop three months in advance. Although we are relatives, public is public and private is private. I can't make an exception and let you cut in line. Otherwise, how will the people below manage it 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 the outcome from 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 receive 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 ties need to be maintained. Xixi is the most strong-willed. The fact that you and Xiao Wenqian seamlessly connected is like blatantly slapping Xixi in the face. Not to mention the previous incident, it's normal for Xixi to be angry."
Qin Yan muttered, "It's such a small matter, why did she keep remembering it for so long? I didn't say anything about Wen Qian getting beaten, but she's feeling wronged."
Qin Mian suddenly felt powerless.
We're all speaking Mandarin, so why is it so difficult to communicate with my niece?
"Dad." Qin Yan had a plan in mind. "Wen Qian and I both have over a million followers on our social media accounts. Why don't we do a livestream to promote Qin's Electronics? Our livestream has a pretty high purchase rate. With some proper publicity, the popularity of our new phone will definitely increase significantly."
She is really confident.
Qin Li was still hesitant about this emerging industry, and Qin Yan stepped forward to persuade him: "Dad, everyone is doing live streaming to sell goods now. 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: "Yeah, if it becomes a trending topic, will we still worry about it not being popular?"
Qin Li finally agreed, and they quickly held a meeting to finalize the live broadcast plan and make all preparations.
However, at night, the hot searches dominated the screen:
#Song Ruizhe was injured# broke out.
#Song Ruizhe's concert was temporarily cancelled#.
#Ticket Refund#
#Something happened to the Song family again#
#Song Yichen didn't go to the hospital#
Qin Yan and the others waited for the trending search all night, but it didn't happen until the live broadcast ended in the late night.
"What's wrong with Song Ruizhe? Why did he get injured when we were live streaming? What's the point?" Qin Yan complained dissatisfiedly.
Xiao Wenqian also felt it was unlucky: "Song Ruizhe is a well-known pianist with many fans. Now that such a big thing has happened, the attention must be high. We can only say that we are unlucky."
But why does he have such bad luck?
It was obviously not 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 finish." Qin Yan was calling 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 fans 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 the sun rose, Song Ruizhe left the emergency room.
"Doctor, how is my son?" Old Madam Song asked anxiously.
The doctor expressed regret: "The patient suffered comminuted fractures in both hands. Although there is hope for healing, he can only take care of himself in daily life. Playing the piano again is impossible."
"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 the doctor's words.
#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?"
"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 grace. 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 amazement: "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 been awarded visiting professorships at several art colleges.
He had always been proud of it, but now he was told that he could 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 the nurse gave him an injection before he fell asleep quietly.
Wei Bilian really loves Song Ruizhe, and she cries sadly.
"Mom, how could it be such a coincidence that someone broke out in 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 him for an explanation!"
(End of this chapter)
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