When Yang Qiaoqiao stepped out of the Capital Airport, even though she had lived a whole life, she was still amazed by the changes in Beicheng.
The northern part of the city is now bustling with more cars and tall buildings, and people are dressed in brightly colored clothes. Compared to when they last visited, it has changed dramatically.
In fact, Haicheng has developed rapidly in the past two years.
It's just that because Yang Qiaoqiao lives in Haicheng, she sees the small changes in Haicheng day by day. When the big changes accumulate, she doesn't feel that much has changed.
Huo Beixiao walked beside her, trying to take the luggage from her hands. "Qiaoqiao, which hotel are you staying at?"
Yang Qiaoqiao gripped her suitcase tightly and dodged Huo Beixiao.
She didn't answer Huo Beixiao's question, but said, "I have an appointment with Yu Qian to sign the contract today, so I'll be leaving now."
After saying that, she simply raised her hand and hailed a taxi.
Before Huo Beixiao could even call out to her, she had already closed the car door and driven away.
Huo Beixiao could only sigh helplessly, thinking to himself, "Take it slow, one day I will win Qiao Qiao back."
Yang Qiaoqiao had indeed made an appointment with Yu Qian a long time ago.
She took a taxi directly to Yu Qian's shop.
When she arrived, she discovered that Yu Qian's clothing store, which originally spanned two floors and was about 300 square meters, had now expanded to at least five times its original size.
Because Yu Qian took over and combined several storefronts next door, turning them into a large clothing market.
There are also many small clothing stores surrounding Yuqian's clothing market.
The surrounding commercial district has all kinds of clothing available.
With more businesses and a complete industrial chain, it's convenient for people to buy things, and naturally, more people will come to shop.
As a result, the streets were teeming with people.
Among these shops, Yu Qian's clothing store stands out as having the most customers and the best business.
After entering the clothing market, Yang Qiaoqiao identified herself to the staff.
The staff quickly went to fetch Yu Qian.
Today, Yu Qian wore a bodycon mini skirt with black stockings underneath, high-heeled leather boots, and a high-waisted leather jacket, revealing her slender waist. Her hair was also dyed yellow.
This kind of outfit might seem a bit like a tomboy by today's standards, but it was very fashionable in this era.
"Qiaoqiao..." As soon as Yu Qian saw Yang Qiaoqiao, she rushed over and gave her a big hug.
Although they were business partners, they were also friends.
Yu Qian was very relaxed in front of Yang Qiaoqiao, so the first thing she said to Yang Qiaoqiao was a gossipy question: "Qiaoqiao, did you really divorce Huo Beixiao?"
Yang Qiaoqiao glanced at Yu Qian with a hint of helplessness.
He could only nod helplessly and reply, "Yes, we're divorced."
Yu Qian sighed sadly, "Sigh, if you and Huo Beixiao can get divorced, I'll never believe in love again..."
Yang Qiaoqiao patted her shoulder with amusement, "Alright, let's hurry up and find a place to sign the contract."
"Once this contract is signed, you'll have to get ready to change this sign!"
When work was mentioned, Yu Qian instantly forgot all her sentimental thoughts.
He said in a serious tone, "Qiaoqiao, don't worry. We've been working together for so many years, don't you know me?"
My sense of contractual responsibility is absolutely impeccable.
"Come on, let's go to my office."
Yu Qian led Yang Qiaoqiao directly to her office.
Yang Qiaoqiao was somewhat shocked when she entered the office.
Who would have thought that the owner of such a large clothing market, dressed so smartly, would have an office that was as messy as a garbage dump, with clothes racks scattered haphazardly throughout the office?
Various bags were scattered on the ground.
Yang Qiaoqiao felt somewhat fortunate that, in this era, due to the underdeveloped internet, food delivery was not yet widespread.
Otherwise, there would probably be even less room to move around in Yu Qian's office.
"Hehe..." Yu Qian had obviously forgotten that her office was still in such a mess. She smiled awkwardly at Yang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, wait for me for a moment, I'll tidy up the office right away."
As she spoke, she hurriedly opened the door to the break room next to the office.
But when the door to the lounge opened, the situation became even more awkward.
Although the lounge is a little cleaner than the office, it is still far more unsightly.
A man's suit and tie, a woman's skirt and underwear were scattered haphazardly on the ground, and the aunt had a pair of stockings that were completely torn.
"Bang!"
Yu Qian's face flushed, and she quickly slammed the door to the lounge shut.
Then he haphazardly moved some things from a spot on the desk to the side and piled them up, saying to Yang Qiaoqiao, "Qiaoqiao, come on, let's sign here."
Yang Qiaoqiao calmly smiled and nodded, "Okay."
The details of the collaboration had already been discussed over the phone. Now that the two of them met to sign the contract, they simply reviewed the contract, confirmed that there were no problems, and then signed it.
The whole process only took about ten minutes.
Yu Qian put down her pen, patted Yang Qiaoqiao on the shoulder, and said, "Qiaoqiao, come on, I'll treat you to a drink."
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "I have some things to take care of today, so I won't drink with you. Let's make plans again tomorrow."
Yu Qian pouted in disappointment, but agreed, "Alright then, you must remember to come find me for drinks tomorrow."
Don't sneak off back to Haicheng again.
"Let me tell you, if you run away this time, I'll chase you all the way to Haicheng to catch you and have a drink with you, you understand?"
Yang Qiaoqiao smiled helplessly and said, "Okay, I'll come find you when I'm done with my work."
She just couldn't understand why these young girls all loved drinking so much.
Tong Xuejiao is someone who, even though she is allergic to alcohol, will try every means to have a sip or two.
Yu Qian was the same way.
However, thinking about it, Tong Xuejiao drank less after she had Xiaopiaoliang, and after marrying Yan Heqing, with someone keeping an eye on her, she almost never touched alcohol anymore.
In her past life, she had to drink one glass after another at various social events in her early years in order to advance her career.
Later, due to health problems, she was sidelined at the company. Even though she knew she could no longer drink alcohol, she would sometimes still have a couple of drinks to relieve her frustration.
What can dispel sorrow? Only wine.
She suddenly remembered that Yu Qian's dressing room hadn't been cleaned up yet. Could it be that Yu Qian was also troubled by love, as she was so eager to drink with her?
However, Yang Qiaoqiao didn't think too much about it. Although she and Yu Qian were friends, they were both people who knew their boundaries and had a sense of propriety.
They generally don't pry into each other's private affairs, just like Yu Qian didn't ask her about the details between her and Huo Beixiao.
After leaving Yu Qian's shop, Yang Qiaoqiao went directly to the house she had bought in Beicheng.
She stood in front of the two-story building facing the street that she had bought, carrying a large pile of gifts.
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