Chapter 102: One word is better than a thousand words

Chapter 102: One word is better than a thousand words

As expected, nothing unexpected happened.

Song Yuqian was kicked out of the company by Jerry.

"Mr. Zheng, you saw it. It was all an accident. It was all because of the door rail. I didn't see it clearly before I kicked it. This is the fault of your company's designer. Why would they design a door rail in the office? I have never heard of it or seen it before."

"As soon as I opened my eyes and saw a man, his breath hit my face. How could I not be nervous?"

"I'm a person who loses control when I'm nervous. I didn't mean to do that."

After listening to Song Yuqian's long talk, A Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

After working together for several times, Jerry said that although her personality was unpredictable, she did a good job.

Just half an hour before she arrived, Jerry had specifically told her to follow the local customs and not drink coffee but tea instead, respect the local culture and respect the Chinese side of the cooperation.

As a result, this happened before I even drank the tea...

"It's all about the threshold. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame the designers. Why don't you design something good? You designed the threshold."

"Ms. Yuqian, our husband is a designer."

After saying this, A Zheng went in. Song Yuqian stood outside for a while, then quickly picked up her phone and called Jerry.

"Mr. Jerry, I know you are angry, but don't be angry yet."

"why?"

"It's a threshold issue. I think your designer, you, should be blamed. Why would you design a threshold in your office?"

Jerry was stunned. Song Yuqian continued, "If there was no threshold, nothing would have happened. We Oriental women are not unreasonable. We are reasonable. The fact is that your threshold tripped me, which caused me to accidentally pounce on you. I didn't react in time, so I hit you..."

"so……"

"Have you ever thought that I am the victim, and it is your threshold that harms me, that is, it is your design that is the problem."

Jerry was so angry that he was about to explode. How could there be such an unreasonable woman in the world?

"You mean I should apologize to you?"

"I accept your apology, but we may need to discuss the contract."

"You Orientals don't like to install thresholds indoors."

"I think there might be something wrong with your cultural cognition. How about this, let me go up and I'll give you a good lesson."

"I really admire Miss Yuqian's ability to shirk responsibility."

"That……"

"But if you still want to negotiate a contract, that's wishful thinking."

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When Song Yanming found Xu Yi, she was taking selfies, holding Tuantuan and standing under a tree, posing at crazy angles.

He walked forward and put a hand on the woman's shoulder. Xu Yi was caught off guard and almost dropped her phone. The man took the phone from her hand and said, "You like taking pictures so much."

“I’m just recording it.”

Xu Yi felt embarrassed as if she was caught taking a selfie. The man swiped his phone towards her and put a hand on her shoulder, "Smile and make a 'yeah' gesture."

Xu Yicai did not make a "yeah" sign, but smiled gently into the camera.

Meeting Song Yanming's eyes, the man stroked her forehead and said, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have just left without saying a word."

"I was at fault too."

"You are not wrong, Xiaoyi. It is because I, as a husband, did not do a good enough job that you made so many mistakes in the past."

Xu Yi felt a little ashamed and threw himself into Song Yanming's arms with a cry.

Not saying a word is worth a thousand words.

Today, the fashion competition in the back area officially begins. All the large and small fashion design studios in the area will send representatives to participate.

On the day of the trials, Xu Yi had bad luck and drew a spot at the back of the field.

The further behind you are, the more it means you have to compete with outstanding people.

After doing homework for a while, Song Yuqian and Qin Moyu gave her a lot of professional advice, but when she really got on the field, Xu Yi still didn't have much confidence.

There were too many people, so many talented people gathered together that Xu Yi felt more and more that his own skills were not enough.

Some large companies even specially invited cheerleaders to come and dance and cheer.

Before she went on stage, Song Yanming held her hand and said, "If you can get into the top 20, you will be nominated. Just do your best."

There are so many companies and so many people participating in the district, and to be ranked in the top 20 is really an honor for her.

But Xu Yi was not discouraged and said directly, "Leave it to me."

Song Yuqian also placed her bet on this competition. Jerry refused to continue discussing cooperation, so Song Yuqian took the initiative to promise him that if the studio could get a nomination from the district, he would give it another chance. Jerry agreed.

“Come on, come on, sister-in-law, come on!”

"Come on, Xu Yi!"

Song Yuqian wore a vermilion cheongsam with blooming plum blossoms embroidered with bright red silk threads. Her long hair was tied up and pinned with a tassel hairpin, making her look much more dignified than usual.

Jiang Qing also wore a cheongsam, but the style was much more low-key than Song Yuqian's.

I wish you a successful start.

Xu Yi felt a great deal of pressure. If she didn't succeed, she would be unworthy of these two sets of clothes.

Other designers came on stage one after another, and Xu Yi's palms were sweating in the backstage.

"The competition is getting more and more difficult nowadays. All kinds of monsters want to get a piece of the pie."

"Yeah, a small studio dares to come here, it's really laughable."

There were two designers dressed in a cool style sitting in their seats, their eyes fell on Xu Yi.

Xu Yi had already thought of his entry and adjusted his state to try not to be affected.

Suddenly, a hand patted her from behind.

She turned around and saw Wei Shan.

"You really dare to come."

Wei Shan smiled smugly, "Where do you get the confidence to appear here? Do you want to show your face because there are so many people here?"

Xu Yi dressed very low-key today, wearing a white top and a pink and purple skirt, with her long hair casually tied up, simple and elegant.

On her wrist was a sandalwood bracelet that Jiang Qing had asked a monk in the temple to bless, which showed her elegance.

Xu Yi ignored Wei Shan, but she probably knew that Wei Shan must have said a lot of bad things about her to other participating designers.

No wonder these sounds burrowed into her ears like mosquitoes.

"Why, you're not talking anymore? Are you scared?"

"Did you hear it?"

"what?"

"I don't know where the flies are buzzing around my ears. It's endless."

The women nearby suddenly laughed. Wei Shan's face changed and she suddenly clapped her hands vigorously. "Everyone, look over here! Look over here. People are competing on the stage. It's a good time for us to relax. Let me tell you a story."

Xu Yi stood up to leave, but Wei Shan held her hand and said, "In the past, there was a woman who wanted to marry a rich man every day. She used all her tricks to get into his bed, but what happened? The rich man went bankrupt..."

"Not only did she get pregnant, but she was also forced to give birth to the child. She really shot herself in the foot."

She laughed, "Now they have to steal our jobs just to make a living. Isn't that funny?"

Everyone looked at Xu Yi, and Wei Shan was even more proud. "Not only that, this person also sent his best sister to jail. Doesn't this kind of person really deserve to die?"