Chapter 14: The Dirty Boss
Xu Yi couldn't remember when Song Yuqian met that wretched boss.
Logically, he shouldn't interfere with the plot, but now that she's here, she's no longer a cold reader.
She integrated into it, became flesh and blood, and couldn't bear to know that Song Yuqian would go through such a disgusting thing without stopping her.
Song Yuqian is strong-willed, just like Song Yanming. She knows that the current situation at home is not good, so she will bear the grievances on her own and will not speak out easily.
"Start a business?"
Song Yuqian was obviously interested, "What?"
"It's all right. Think about it tonight. We can talk about it on Saturday and Sunday when you have time to rest."
Song Yanming was very tired and slept soundly. When Xu Yi returned, the man had already occupied most of the bed.
Xu Yi lay pitifully a little on the outside. As soon as she lay down, the man put his hands on her body and casually pulled her into his arms.
This went on for several nights. There was a huge barrier between them before they went to sleep, but they were hugging each other after waking up.
Xu Yi was pressed so hard that she couldn't breathe, but she closed her eyes. As long as he was happy, that was all that mattered...
The boss is the male protagonist, so it’s hard to say who is taking advantage.
Xu Yi has been busy clearing out items lately, and the things in the house are getting fewer every day. As long as she doesn't see those things, she won't think about the crazy past of the female supporting role.
There are still dozens of bags, dozens of clothes and some jewelry left.
Jewelry didn't sell well because it was too expensive and few people bought it. Bags and clothes sold very quickly.
On Saturday, the day off, she and Song Yuqian were the only ones at home. They packed up the last batch of clothes and bags and sold them at a discount. Xu Yi now had over 10 million yuan in funds.
This money was a windfall for her. While Xu Yi was calculating the accounts, she saw Song Yuqian drawing a blueprint with her head down.
Song Yuqian is interested in fashion design, which is what she studied in college.
The supporting actress wanted to compete with Song Yuqian in everything. She had no plans for her future. Seeing that Song Yuqian studied fashion design, she followed suit.
But compared with Song Yuqian, the design of the female supporting role repeatedly exposed her shortcomings...
The supporting female character was screaming in hatred for this, she couldn't stand her but couldn't get rid of her.
"Yuqian, let me see."
"Well, wait until I finish drawing."
Song Yuqian is very talented in fashion design. She can create a painting with just a flick of her hand. The skirts she designs look simple, but they have some sophisticated designs and are very unique.
"Tell me, what wronged you?"
"nothing."
Xu Yi took out his card and handed it to Song Yuqian, "There are more than 10 million in this card. You can do whatever you want."
"Sister-in-law, what are you..."
Before the Song family went bankrupt, Song Yuqian only regarded design as a hobby and never thought of making money from it. The Song family at that time did not need her to make money.
Currently, she can only find a better job with this ability, but a better job will inevitably lead to serious internal strife. In addition, she is the daughter of the Song family, so many people will want to step on her.
"I can't have it, sister-in-law. You take it back."
"Yuqian, consider this money as a loan from me. It was your mother who brought me out of the mountains. Without her, I wouldn't be where I am today. I wouldn't even be qualified to go to junior high school, let alone college."
"After coming to Jiangcheng, I caused you a lot of trouble and made you feel uncomfortable because of my ignorance in the past few years."
"What are the family saying? I absolutely don't want this money. You can take it back."
Xu Yi quickly pulled her hand and said, "Why do you have to help others do it when you can do it yourself? Your designs are great, and those country bumpkins don't understand them. With this money, you can open your own studio and store."
Xu Yi vaguely remembered that after Song Yuqian was raped, she was depressed for many years. When she was about 30 years old, she suddenly came out of the shadow.
By that time, Song Yanming had already made a comeback, and the Song family had become one of the top wealthy families in Jiangcheng.
Song Yuqian asked Song Yanming for money and opened a studio specializing in customizing high-end clothing. It once became a place frequented by celebrities in Jiangcheng.
But Song Yuqian's past was still dug up, and no matter what she did, she couldn't erase those dirty memories.
Others can't forget it, and she herself can't forget it even more.
Later, she suffered from recurrent depression, and after a fashion dinner, on a calm night, she jumped from the tallest lighting tower in Jiangcheng and ended her life.
Bloody and bloody...
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Song Yuqian shook her head, "I can't take it. I can't spend your money."
"This is a loan, not a gift to you. What are you thinking? You must pay me back whether you can do it or not."
Xu Yi put the card in her hand and sighed, "Your father and your brother are fine, but you, a woman, are out in the open, serving tea and water to people, being ordered around. You are embarrassing me. What kind of role model are you setting for my children?"
Song Yuqian held the card in her hand and paused for a moment. "You are usually very capable, don't you think you are so great? But you can't even run a studio. Then don't say you are capable anymore. You should just keep your tail between your legs. The money I gave you to learn design has all gone to waste."
"You...don't look down on others."
"Then prove it to me. If you have the ability, open a studio."
Xu Yi threw the card away and closed the door.
As long as Song Yuqian reopened the store, she would not have contact with people from her previous company. Without contact, she would not be drunk and insulted by the company's boss, and the things that happened later would not happen.
After much consideration, Song Yuqian decided to accept the money from Xu Yi.
She is confident in her designs. Although she has never opened a studio, she has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run.
After resigning and leaving the company, Song Yuqian heard her colleagues talking about her.
"Finally left"
"The young lady came to our company to experience life, and the experience is over."
After a burst of laughter, Song Yuqian took a deep breath.
When I reached the company gate, a middle-aged man chased out.
"Mr. Lin..."
"Yuqian, why did you resign? Did your colleagues give you a hard time again?"
Lin Guofu is 40 years old and is one of the shareholders of the company where Song Yuqian works. After she arrived at the company, everyone made things difficult for her except Lin Guofu, who treated her well. He often called her to his office to talk privately and took special care of her.
"No, I want to open my own studio and make money."
"Do it yourself."
Lin Guofu sighed, "It's not easy to do it yourself."
“Everything is difficult at the beginning, but I will try my best.”
"As long as you have this intention, Yuqian, you will definitely succeed if you have this intention."
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your good words."
"Keep in touch. I'll introduce you to some clients, Yuqian. I really like your designs. It's a pity that our temple is too small."
"Mr. Lin, don't say that."
Lin Guofu stretched out his hand and Song Yuqian shook it.
She has delicate skin and tender flesh, which is really attractive. The daughter of the Song Group is indeed pure, naive and worldly-wise, and lives like a little sun.
"Yuqian, let's keep in touch. Feel free to contact me if you have any difficulties."
"Okay, Mr. Lin, thank you."
With a heart of respect for elders, Song Yuqian bent down slightly and bowed to him, "Thank you, Mr. Lin, for taking care of me these days."