Chapter 47 Zhao Zonglan, how can you be so kind?
The next day, Shen Jingni went to work as usual.
Chu You made her a cup of coffee, her face beaming with a smile. "Boss, good news."
Shen Jingni looked up from a pile of documents. "Hmm?"
"The organizers of the Shanghai Youth Designers Competition called and agreed to let us be the exclusive title sponsor. Moreover, someone has already paid the sponsorship fee for us."
Chu You's gossipy eyes lingered on Shen Jingni's face for a few seconds before she coughed lightly, "You and Mr. Zhao have made up?"
Although the organizers only said it was designated by a big shot and did not reveal his name, such a hard-to-obtain naming rights, and then casually helped pay a huge sponsorship fee, could only be Mr. Zhao.
Shen Jingni took a sip of coffee and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, a smile spreading across her porcelain-white face.
The older man is quite sensible.
Chu You continued, "When I saw how angry you were before, I thought you were going to return all those beautiful bracelets that Mr. Zhao gave you."
"Just thinking about it makes my wallet ache."
Shen Jingni raised her pen and tapped her head. "What are you thinking about?"
Even if we break up, I won't return those things.
"I'm so pretty, I have a sweet tongue and I can charm people. I also have a great figure. I've provided him with so much emotional value, so it's only right that I get some benefits in return."
"People need to feel worthy, otherwise they will feel inferior wherever they go."
She even complained that she wasn't getting enough.
Chu You said she had learned something new, nodding as if she understood but not quite.
As the two were chatting, Qin Muhuan burst in, wailing like a banshee.
"Shen Miaomiao, you insidious villain, you two-faced scoundrel!"
Miss Qin was very angry.
Last time she came, Shen Jingni clearly said she didn't care about the naming rights, but unexpectedly, in just a few days, this scoundrel snatched her exclusive naming rights!
She tried offering the organizers more money and pleading with them, but nothing worked.
Qin Muhuan braced her hands on the desk, staring at her with bloodshot eyes. "Tell me, what despicable means did you use to steal my naming rights?"
Shen Jingni leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, a smile playing on her lips. "Guess."
"Does the organizer have some kind of leverage over you?" Qin Muhuan started making wild analyses. "No wonder I haven't seen you these past few days. Did you go to Shanghai to be a detective?"
She really couldn't think of any other reason besides this.
Shen Jingni couldn't help but laugh out loud, "I have to say, your pig brain has quite a rich imagination."
"But why was it that you couldn't write well when you were in school? You could only manage to write eighty words in eighty-one characters."
Qin Muhuan was deeply hurt by her. "Shen Jingni, why are you so vengeful?"
All she said was that she wasn't good at Chinese in the past.
We must seize any opportunity to fight back.
Even after graduation, these two academic underachievers still have to hurt each other.
Shen Jingni was in a good mood today, so she talked to her a bit more. "I'm telling the truth. As for the naming rights, I didn't do anything wrong. I'm upright and honest. You can check if you don't believe me."
Anyway, you can't find anything by checking; at most, you can find out the amount of sponsorship.
She was quite curious too.
How much money did Zhao Zonglan actually spend on her?
Qin Muhuan gritted her teeth in anger and started spewing meaningless threats again: "You wait, I'm going to find my dad."
Watching her defiant back, Shen Jingni deliberately raised her voice: "Hey Qin Cancan, are you a sore loser? Why are you telling your parents?"
Qin Muhuan turned around and glared at her, saying confidently, "I'll sue."
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Wangjinglou reopened today.
Rong Heng invited a few of his brothers and also specially invited Zhao Zonglan.
Song Yanting and Wen Shuyi had a fight.
When Shen Jingni was stranded on the highway last time, Wen Shuyi had repeatedly warned Song Yanting not to tell Zhao Zonglan.
Young Master Song agreed, but to everyone's surprise, he immediately went to tell Zhao Zonglan.
Although there are extenuating circumstances.
But Wen Shuyi felt that this was deception.
If you can't do it, don't promise it.
When they argue, they inevitably bring up old grievances, and they know each other very well.
Song Yanting dared not speak harshly to her, and could only feel Wen Shuyi's words stinging his heart.
She said I didn't actually love her that much, but only because I was unwilling to accept it all these years.
"I..." Song Yanting choked up and couldn't continue, so he could only drink the wine.
As the host, Rong Heng had never been in a relationship and was like a blank sheet of paper in this regard, so he offered some haphazard comfort, "It's been six years and you still haven't married her. It's really frustrating."
Song Yanting: "..."
He was stabbed again.
Xie Chengsui usually only pursues physical intimacy and not emotional commitment. He finds dating too troublesome. "If you ask me, the way you're dating is pretty stressful, so you might as well break up sooner rather than later."
Song Yanting: "..."
It would be better to let him die.
When Zhao Zonglan came in, he heard Xie Chengsui talking about whether or not to split up.
He handed the coat to Chang An, looked at the listless Song Yanting, and asked in a low voice, "You broke up?"
"It's a good thing. It's wrong to keep delaying people in the first place."
Song Yanting: "..."
"No, why don't any of you want me to be well?"
They're all stabbing him in the heart.
Xie Chengsui's eyebrows twitched. "Fifth Brother is right. Miss Wen has been with you for so many years and has suffered a lot of grievances. If you really loved her, you wouldn't have dragged it out until now."
If it were him, he would have married her long ago.
Being born into a prestigious family sometimes requires ruthlessness; being soft-hearted won't do.
Song Yanting fell silent.
He did have a plan, it just took a while.
Rong Heng didn't want Song Yanting to be too upset, so he changed the subject, "There's an auction in Nancheng this weekend, are you interested?"
"I heard there's a very rare item up for auction this time."
Xie Chengsui: "What?"
"The pearl and diamond pendant of the last queen of the French Bourbon dynasty is sought after by many collectors both at home and abroad."
Xie Chengsui said he wasn't interested.
Zhao Zonglan hadn't seen Shen Jingni for the past two days and guessed that she was still throwing a tantrum, so he thought he'd buy that pendant to appease her.
She likes things that are beautiful and valuable.
Since it was worn by the Queen, it must not be ugly.
Unexpectedly, Song Yanting spoke up: "Then I have to go and take a look."
I took a picture of it and sent it to Shuyi.
Zhao Zonglan frowned unhappily.
He scoffed, "You're going alone?"
Song Yanting: "Hmm, what else?"
Without rushing to answer him, Zhao Zonglan slowly lit a cigarette, a casual smile playing in his deep eyes. "Oh, I'm going with my girlfriend."
Song Yanting: "..."
Who the hell asked you that?
For a fleeting moment, Zhao Zonglan suddenly felt that it was actually quite enjoyable.
However, he wasn't sure if the little brat would agree.
Thinking of this, Zhao Zonglan opened his phone and sent a message to Shen Jingni: "There's an auction this weekend, come with me."
Shen Jingni happened to be free on the weekend, so of course she was willing. However, remembering that she was still angry with him, she replied indifferently, "What if I don't go?"
Zhao Zonglan: [Then you will lose many gifts.]
Shen Jingni: [I'll think about it.]
Before Zhao Zonglan could even reply, she impatiently said, "I've made up my mind."
[Can I light a sky lantern at the auction? (cute emoji)]
Since becoming an adult, Shen Jingni has attended many auctions and seen some wealthy businessmen in the industry burn sky lanterns. She was very envious and wanted to show off her own power.
Zhao Zonglan: [Hmm.]
Shen Jingni pushed her luck, asking, "Can I order all night long?"
Zhao Zonglan: [Okay.]
Shen Jingni was so excited that she couldn't even hold her phone properly.
Ahhh, she's getting better too!
This time, she didn't type anything, but sent him a voice message directly, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Zhao Zonglan, how can you be so good to me?"
Over here, the guys were drinking when they heard Shen Jingni's voice coming from Zhao Zonglan's phone. It was sweet and cloying.
The person in question was smoking, his handsome, mature face expressionless, and his tone calm: "Sorry, I accidentally turned on the speakerphone."
Song Yanting: ? How childish.
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