The elevator doors opened, and this time it was Commander Zhou and his wife who got on, one carrying little Jiajia and the other leading a little girl.
They all arrived dressed to the nines, and little Jiajia even had a small bow tie on her sailor shirt, making her look especially cute.
"They're holding hands! If you didn't know better, you'd think it was your wedding anniversary."
Zhou Xing's mother couldn't help but tease her, saying that she was in a great mood and was smiling all day long, and that Commander Zhou looked at her with sweet eyes.
"Mom has also learned bad habits from Zhou Yue. She teases us whenever she sees us." Qi Si blinked her eyes pitifully.
Seeing that everyone had arrived and it was almost time, Sister-in-law Xiao Si urged Qi Si to go inside.
"What's the point of looking at them? You're much more attractive than me," Qi Si said, resorting to his usual shameless act.
"What's so pretty about it? We're all getting old." Sister-in-law Xiao Si has actually developed a few white hairs lately because she's been worrying about Qi Si.
"You'll never grow old in my eyes." Qi Si got a little angry and, if he could stand up, he would have pulled her down to kiss him.
"Why didn't I see A Lei come up? Did he arrive first?" Sister-in-law Xiao Si noticed something and coaxed Qi Si inside.
"They might be inside from early arrival, right? Let me go check." Qi Si thought about it and agreed, then turned his wheelchair toward the conference room.
This large conference room can accommodate several hundred people at the same time, and now a section at the back has been partitioned off as a temporary changing room.
There was no platform in the middle, just a passageway with a long carpet and chairs on both sides for the audience to sit on.
Even with all his family members present, the meal wasn't complete. Qi Si looked around; A Lei wasn't there.
"Little Fish, where's A Lei?" Qi Si asked curiously.
"I don't know. He went out this morning and hasn't come back. I can't find him either."
Qin Xiaoyu said angrily, "We're so used to being inseparable. If we're apart for half a day, I feel like something's missing."
It was almost time to start; the music was ready. Qin Xiaoyu gave Wang Lei a look; he was in charge of the lighting and music.
Qin Xiaoyu walked towards the door. The curtains in this room had long been sealed shut, so as long as the door was guarded, no one could come to take pictures.
The door was locked from the inside. When she heard the knocking, she thought it was her fourth sister-in-law coming in.
I was stunned when I opened the door. Who is this?
Walking in with A Lei were his uncle and aunt.
"Auntie? Uncle!" Qin Xiaoyu called out in a daze.
"I happen to have some time, so I came over to take a look. Please don't disturb others, just take a look and leave." My aunt was still as aloof as ever, sitting in the very back corner.
Everyone's attention was on the stage, and no one noticed the stranger had arrived.
Qin Xiaoyu then understood what A Lei had gone to do; it turned out that her aunt was going on a secret visit.
She glared at A Lei. He had done a really good job keeping it a secret; he had even kept it from her.
As the music began, the ethereal sound of the xiao (a type of vertical bamboo flute) pierced through time and space, reaching the depths of the soul. A few bamboo leaves drifted down, like living green butterflies, stirring up memories of the mortal world.
Just as everyone's ears were softened by the sound of the xiao (vertical flute), the sound of the dizi (traditional flute) joined in, adding a touch of brightness.
The Soul-Severing Flute and the Deadly Xiao, this ancient duo, possess a captivating power.
"The background music is great, it has a very Eastern feel," my aunt commented softly.
The models had already filed out, and the first show was Xu Jingye's show.
His designs carry a sense of the martial arts world, elegant yet uneasy, restless, and brimming with hidden power.
Perfect for starting.
After watching the show, her aunt got up to leave, and Qin Xiaoyu could tell that she was very satisfied.
"I'm relieved. You guys continue, I'll go and fight for you in the ring."
Before Qin Xiaoyu could ask any questions, her aunt turned and left, leaving a question mark in her mind with her last words.
Qin Xiaoyu didn't find out until A Lei returned. She had been sued after all.
Someone reported that she had connections with Qi Si's gang, so her application to travel abroad is being reviewed again.
"They can still bring up cases where the court has declared them innocent; I'm speechless."
Although Qin Xiaoyu was indignant, she could only endure it. Fortunately, her aunt intervened, otherwise she would have missed a great opportunity.
Although her aunt was angry with her, she was unwilling to give up. After attending a fashion show, she became even more determined to help her to the end.
With her aunt's help, nothing is impossible. She has never been able to get away with anything, always handling matters impartially and never seeking personal gain. Her personal credibility is extremely high.
And so, Qin Xiaoyu's trip to Paris next month was basically booked.
Deng Jianyan's qualifications for running the hospital have been reviewed and approved; now the focus is on site selection.
Because converting ordinary residential houses into hospitals requires a lot of effort and is difficult to pass the required standards, they came up with the idea of building their own hospital.
Guangzhou's infrastructure is developing rapidly now, and it's very different from last year. Qin Xiaoyu regrets not hoarding some land, as she's now in dire straits.
Dr. Liu and her team ran around until they were dark, but still had no clue what to do. They were all a little discouraged, and some people muttered to themselves, "Is this hospital going to have to close down? Will they just be sent back to Northeast China?"
Qin Xiaoyu knew their concerns, so she took some time to invite them out for a meal.
"You've been in Guangzhou for a while now, and I've been so busy that I haven't had a chance to treat you sisters properly." Qin Xiaoyu took them to an authentic teahouse and prepared a table full of local delicacies.
"Sister Xiaoyu, is this a farewell dinner?" the nurse asked, frightened.
"What do you mean 'disappear'? You're already saying you're going to close before you've even opened? You little jinx!" Qin Xiaoyu laughed.
"If the land acquisition can't be completed, does that mean the hospital can't continue operating?" Dr. Liu also had this concern.
"The location of a hospital is indeed very important. This isn't a commercial establishment where you can just open it in a busy spot. There are many requirements. We need to be careful." Qin Xiaoyu took a bite of rice noodle roll and, seeing everyone staring at her and refusing to touch their chopsticks, quickly said, "Eat up, everyone! What are you all doing?"
"We can't eat anything, we're all listening to the leader speak," Dr. Liu laughed.
“You haven’t been working with me for very long. The people at Riyue Apparel know my temperament. Once I say I’m going to do something, I don’t give up halfway. Let’s get started now. If all else fails, I can come back from Paris and run the errands for you. I don’t believe that such a big city like Guangzhou can’t find a suitable place to open a hospital.”
Qin Xiaoyu's words reassured everyone, and they began to enjoy their meal.
They're now fully focused on preparing for Paris Fashion Week, and everything else has to wait, as long as Ye Qiu or Man Aihong can spare the time. Several hospitals can't be opened? Qin Xiaoyu has complete confidence in their abilities.
The reason for sending these people from Northeast China ahead was twofold: firstly, to allow them to learn about local customs and traditions; and secondly, to instill a sense of respect and prevent them from becoming arrogant.
Deng Jianyan doesn't like to worry, and he sighed when this matter was brought up. He felt it was a half-hearted attempt, without any explanation.
"There's no turning back now that the arrow has been released. You've made up your mind, so you have to get it done. Or should I wait until I get back from France and run the errand for you?" Zhou Yue had her own affairs to attend to and really couldn't worry about Deng Jianyan's matter.
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