The company is located in a factory compound with a long history in the Fourth Ring Road area. It is a converted warehouse with two floors and a LOFT industrial style decoration, which is cool and stylish.
On the opening day, the flower baskets at the entrance stretched for two hundred meters, most of which were gifts from Makino's fans.
Mu Ye, Shen Hanxing, Luo Luo, Ji Yan, Song Sinan, and many others came to show their support.
They all held shares in the company to varying degrees.
That evening, we went out to celebrate together.
Sitting in the driver's seat of my newly bought bright red Jeep Wrangler, looking at the entire company, I still feel like I'm dreaming.
Sheng Qiaoqiao, who used to rely on her parents at home and follow her husband after marriage, never thought that one day she would be able to start her own company and become her own boss after being reborn!
"Come on, let's wish Qinghe Culture great success, that all our artists become superstars, all our livestreamers become top influencers, and that we eventually expand into film and television and dominate the Chinese entertainment industry!"
Inside the private room, Luo Luo raised her glass high, speaking with great passion.
"Great! Let's grow bigger and stronger! Dominate the domestic entertainment industry!" I exclaimed excitedly, clinking glasses with everyone before downing my drink in one gulp.
After a round of drinks, everyone was in high spirits, some singing, some playing cards, and I snuggled up next to Luo Luo and watched.
"Oh my, I'm really quite surprised that Fu Yanshen didn't make things difficult for our Qiaoqiao." Luo Luo said while arranging the cards.
"He has no power or influence now, how dare he make things difficult for our... Sister Qiao!" Ji Yan said loudly, "Come on, congratulations to our Sister Qiao, your love-struck brain has been cured. I thought she would feel sorry for that guy surnamed Fu again this time!"
Listening to their words, I smiled and drank, "They're all from the past, why bring them up? Don't mention them anymore!"
No one mentioned Fu Yanshen anymore.
These days I've been busy preparing for the company's affairs and haven't paid much attention to his news, but I've heard others mention him more or less, saying that he's still looking for investors and negotiating projects.
They simply refused to bow down to Shi Jin and Ouyang.
Given his black-and-white personality, he would be too busy taking revenge on anyone who had betrayed him to possibly marry Shi Jin.
Late at night, a group of people left the nightclub in a noisy commotion.
I got into the back seat of the Wrangler, opened the window and waved to Luo Luo in the car next to me. Inadvertently, I caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
The lights at the entrance of the nightclub were as bright as day.
On the steps, Fu Yanshen, dressed in a suit with his tie loosened, his face flushed and his body swaying slightly, was shaking hands with a group of business people while bowing his back.
Judging from his appearance, he must have drunk quite a bit, and he was even bowing and scraping to those people...
Even when he was just a bodyguard, I had never seen him fawn over anyone like this.
"Ms. Qiao, can we go now?" The driver's voice brought me back to my senses.
"Let's go," I said calmly, clearing my throat.
When I got back to the apartment, it was almost midnight. I was getting ready to wash up and rest when the doorbell rang.
Who could it be so late?
Out of caution, I checked the surveillance footage.
The person outside the door was Fu Ren. He looked hurried, and his chest heaved.
Without hesitation, I opened the door. "What do you want?"
He made sign language that I couldn't understand, and then tilted his head back as if he were drinking.
I frowned, and Fu Yanshen's flushed face suddenly appeared in my mind.
"Fu Yanshen got into trouble because of drinking?" I asked in alarm.
Fu Ren nodded immediately.
My heart tightened, and I took a step to leave, but then I turned back, changed into a pair of comfortable sneakers, and followed him downstairs.
Fu Ren drove his motorcycle with me on the back, speeding all the way to Xu Xun's hospital.
When I arrived at the hospital, I learned that Fu Yanshen had difficulty breathing due to an alcohol allergy, and after emergency treatment, he was currently undergoing gastric lavage.
Xu Xun said this was the second time he had been brought here this week.
"Dr. Xu, he wasn't like this before. Why is his alcohol allergy so severe now?"
In the hospital corridor, I asked Xu Xun the question that had been both troubling and avoiding me.
Xu Xunchang's face gradually darkened. After his eyes flickered a few times, he looked at me and said, "I'm sorry, but as a doctor, I cannot disclose a patient's privacy."
"Why don't you... ask him yourself?"
He added another sentence.
I nodded in agreement.
At this moment, Fu Yanshen was pushed forward.
Gastric lavage is a very harmful procedure. Due to dizziness and weakness, he fell asleep and was taken to a ward where he received an IV drip.
The ward was quiet.
Fu Yanshen lay on the hospital bed, and even though he was sleeping soundly, his brow was still furrowed.
He has a lot on his mind.
After the allergy symptoms subsided, his face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, dry and chapped, and he reeked of smoke and alcohol.
He had originally quit smoking and drinking, but now he has to drink and smoke for social obligations.
I sat by his bedside, watching over his IV drip, and I was wide awake.
Gradually, his cheeks flushed, and I immediately reached out and touched his forehead.
Sure enough, she developed a fever.
I got up to ring the bell, but Fu Yanshen gripped my wrist tightly, preventing my hand from leaving his forehead, muttering something under his breath.
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