Chapter 142 I only like you
Shen Yurou just couldn’t figure it out!
Obviously, her appearance and talent and education were better than Qingwu’s. She had received the best and most advanced education since she was a child. How could she not be better than Qingwu, a bumpkin from a remote and poor village?
She looked at the report on her mobile phone. The marketing account under Shen Shushan was almost praising Qingwu’s paintings to the sky!
Shen Yurou’s heart was bleeding with pain!
She looked at the old lady Shen who was breathing weakly, and felt very aggrieved for a moment.
Why can Qingwu shine and warm outside, but she can only accompany this half-dead old woman in the cold hospital...
Since the old lady Shen has divorced the old man Shen, the identity of the old lady Shen will have nothing to do with her in the future.
Shen Yurou looked at Old Lady Shen, stood up indifferently, and left the ICU without looking back.
She was asked to stay here with this old lady, and the Shen family would send her to Germany and never come back. It was wishful thinking!
Shen Yurou called Su Wenying again.
"Fourth Master Su, shall we discuss what we talked about last time? There will be no mistakes this time!"
"Find a place to stay, I will contact you again."
Su Wenying was about to hang up the phone, Shen Yurou quickly said: "Well, I have no money..."
"You are the daughter of the Shen family after all, and you don't even have money to stay in a hotel? Forget it, I will give you some."
Su Wenying frowned, her eyes were full of disgust and disdain. She was obviously the daughter of the Shen family, but she was in such a mess now. It can be seen that her brain is a decoration.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yurou looked at the extra money in the account and left the hospital without looking back.
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On the other side.
Qing Wu and Master Ji Changfeng painted a picture together, which had spread in the industry.
When Annie handed the phone to Pei Jue, Pei Jue was in the middle of a merger meeting. It was a critical moment to calculate financial risks. A group of partners held their breath and concentrated, and they were extremely alert. As a result, they suddenly saw their cold-faced and iron-blooded boss suddenly smiled!
He smiled very dotingly, and his eyes were so gentle that water could drip out. All the partners in the room broke out in cold sweats...
After listening to Annie's special assistant, they learned that the boss's fiancée, the eldest daughter of the Shen family, was actually a direct disciple of Master Ji Changfeng!
Such an outstanding lady from aristocratic family, no wonder the boss looked so tender, and it seemed that she was a treasure.
The partners began to whisper to each other.
"I saw the live broadcast of Miss Shen's birthday before. It was a big deal. The Shen family must have doted on their daughter."
"You're kidding. If your daughter was so amazing, wouldn't you dote on her?"
"If my daughter was the apprentice of Master Ji Changfeng, there would be a dog in Beijing who didn't know about this news. It's because I didn't promote it well enough!"
...
Pei Jue looked at Qing Wu in the video. She looked good even when she was drawing. The muscle lines of her arms were soft and elegant. Every movement was like an elf dancing.
"Save the video."
Since he couldn't be there, he wanted to see more of his girl's radiant appearance.
Annie responded appropriately: "It has been saved. I selected the good photos taken by the media and saved them in your mobile phone."
Pei Jue nodded with satisfaction and continued to meet with his partners.
The speed was obviously much faster than before. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that their boss was impatient.
The asset assessment that originally took three hours was completed in half an hour. Pei Jue signed and said coldly, "What time is it?"
Annie: "Six o'clock, the exhibition is over, the eldest lady hasn't finished work yet, and the old man has gone home."
Pei Jue capped the pen and pushed the signed document forward.
The partner raised his head, and his figure had disappeared in the conference room!
...
The gallery exhibition ended quickly.
The media left the scene reluctantly, and many media wanted to interview Qing Wu, but they were all blocked by Shen Shushan.
Shen Shushan is already a popular idol, the winner of the new Grand Slam Best Actor Award. He was generous and decent in front of the camera, and a slight smile made the photographer very satisfied with the photo!
You know, Shen Shushan is the synonym of traffic in the entertainment industry!
After greeting the media, Shen Boyi sent the old men back.
Grandpa Shen looked at Qing Wu with satisfaction and patted her hands: "Xiao Wu, you have done a good job, but don't tire yourself out. You are the youngest child in our family and you don't have to work so hard, but Grandpa is proud of you!"
Shen Dongli added: "Dad and Mom are proud of you too! But don't get tired! If there is anything in the gallery in the future, just come to Dad. My daughter doesn't need to worry about this small matter!"
He just took the opportunity to look through all the bills of the gallery, wanting to help his precious daughter see if there was anything insincere, but found that they were all handled by his daughter.
His daughter, Shen Dongli, is simply a genius!
"I know, I'm not tired."
After seeing off the Shen family, many painters were still standing in front of Qing Wu's paintings, unwilling to leave.
"Miss... No, Mr. Shen, can you let us stay in the gallery? We come here to study, and we don't need any fees!"
"Yes, Mr. Shen, as long as we can study the paintings of Master Ji Changfeng, we don't need any salary!"
Qing Wu glanced at the group of artists standing in front of her.
"If you are willing, please send your resume to my email. I will invite the suitable ones according to the normal procedures, and the salary will be paid in full."
She is not a boss who likes to exploit employees.
"Okay! We'll send it out right away!"
Tan Hua walked to Qing Wu, his face beaming with joy: "Mr. Shen, today's exhibition was very successful. You and Master Ji's paintings have been hung in the most conspicuous place."
"Thank you for your hard work."
Qing Wu walked to her office, changed out of the dress she had been wearing, put on a neat suit, and tied her cloud-like hair up high, looking heroic, dashing and majestic.
She picked up the report on the table and looked at it. She found that many of the data were circled with red markers, followed by new data, accurate to three decimal places.
A little bear sticky note fell down.
"My dear daughter, there are some small problems with some of the data. Daddy has corrected them for you. Don't get tired! Daddy loves you =3="
Qing Wu's mouth curled up with a warm smile.
She didn't know when Shen Dongli entered the office.
Thinking of how he came in to help her check the report while she was busy outside, and even left her a message with a cute sticky note, her heart was filled with warmth...
As night fell, Tan Hua knocked on the glass door of the office: "Mr. Shen, everyone is off work, you should go home too."
"Okay, you go first, I'll leave after I finish processing this part of the data."
"Mr. Shen, don't work too hard!"
Tan Hua left the office first, Qing Wu looked down at the information on the data and frowned slightly.
The mobile phone rang, Qing Wu picked up it, and Pei Jue's voice came from the receiver.
"Are you still working overtime? Have you encountered a difficult problem?"
"It's almost done."
Qing Wu stood up and turned around to see a man standing on the opposite side of the street!
In the night, Pei Jue was alone like the moon, with a coldness that made people dare not look directly at him. But when he looked at her, the stars fell down, and he was incredibly gentle.
"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"
"Five minutes, I'll take you to dinner. I don't mind that my fiancée is a workaholic, but I still have to eat."
Qing Wu reached out to turn off the wall lamp in the office and walked downstairs.
In the darkness, her voice was a little teasing, "My eldest brother said that you might prefer a virtuous wife and a good mother."
Shen Boyi was right. Most of the wives of the heirs of noble families are virtuous and famous ladies.
Pei Jue's low laughter echoed in Qing Wu's ears.
"I'm not used to making definitions, but I don't like strong women or good wives and mothers. What I like is you, and only you. It has nothing to do with social roles."
His voice was lingering, as if he was just whispering to someone he liked in the quiet night.