Hundreds of millions of treasures: black-bellied mommy is very popular

Su Qingyue glanced at the orange juice she was preparing to squeeze in the kitchen, turned around and entered the studio, locked the door, and then answered the phone, "Hello, Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Haiquan hesitated, "Qingyue, have you... read the news on the Internet?"

"I don't usually go online, what's wrong, Uncle Zhou?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's not easy to think of you two being orphans and widows. If others say gossip, don't take it to heart."

"Uncle Zhou, I don't know. I've been in prison for several years, and I haven't heard of any mess."

"You need help to tell Uncle Zhou, Uncle Zhou can stand up and testify for you that you are a good boy, and Xingan is also a good boy. Those of us who know you will not believe those claims on the Internet."

Only then did Su Qingyue realize that the matter was not simple, "Uncle Zhou, do you have a link?"

"It's already a hot topic, and after a few comments, it's actually on the hot search list. I'm afraid you've offended someone."

Who can Su Qingyue provoke?

After being released from prison for so long, except for Bai Chengyun, Li Jianqiang, and Bai Lan'er, she has never had any trouble with anyone.

"Thank you Uncle Zhou, I'll call you later."

Su Qingyue hung up the phone, browsed through the hot spots, and called Bai Chengyun after exiting the interface, aggressively: "Bai Chengyun, are you finished? You and I have already made a clean break, and we don't owe each other. Don't make anyone owe you eight." Like a billion."

Bai Chengyun is in the cloakroom, his shirt and suit are properly fitted, the watch drawer is opened, world famous watches are placed in each grid, his finger has just landed on a Patek Philippe.

Originally, I was thinking that this woman called me early in the morning to have something to do, but in the end...

Probably ate a load of dynamite for breakfast.

"Miss Su uses this method to forcibly strike up a conversation with a man who is no longer willing to have anything to do with you?"

Su Qingyue's breath got stuck in her throat, and she almost burped herself.

He doesn't want to have anything to do with her?

He thought she wanted to?
Pooh!
"Take you as a big-headed ghost! Why, how dare you say that it wasn't you who bought online trolls to blackmail me!"

"Su Qingyue, I don't even bother to do anything to a woman like you."

"It's not you, it's Bai Lan'er! Take care of your old friend, tell her not to provoke me, and don't force me to tear her up when I see her!" Su Qingyue was about to explode, "Except for the buffoons and ghosts of the Bai family , no one would be so impatient to kill me! Not a single good thing!"

Su Qingyue was stunned for a second, "Except for Cheng Qian!"

It was as if Bai Chengyun's ear had been pricked by a needle. When she said "Chengqian", the intimacy and familiarity made people frown.

Chengqian Chengqian!

There must always be an outlet for the discomfort in my heart.

Fingers have long been removed from the Patek Philippe, and the good mood of choosing a watch has disappeared.

He lowered his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, and rubbed it vigorously, "Su Qingyue, I don't care whether you live or die, what? Thinking that you are important, and want to sue Lan'er? You can do whatever she wants Fuck you, I won't care about her!"

Bai Chengyun hung up the phone harshly!
Xin Gan was lying outside the door, when there was no sound, she hurried back to the kitchen, pretending that she was still concentrating on how to squeeze the juice.

Su Qingyue's customers returned orders, and she contacted them one by one, and they were determined not to take her goods anymore, but many orders have already been cut, and these are cut according to the customer's size. If this customer does not want it, it is tantamount to doing nothing. .

Su Qingyue originally only wanted to be friendly and make money. Sometimes when the customer was satisfied, she would even send a red envelope back, and she would also send a red envelope to the introducer.

Earn less to earn less.

Multiple friends have multiple roads.

But after doing this, all the fabrics in her hand were cut into waste.

Should she follow the agreement and the party who broke the contract bear all the losses, or should she just bear it silently?

It is agreed that non-quality problems will not be returned or exchanged.

But if a customer insists on making things difficult for you, there will always be quality problems if there is no quality problem.

Su Qingyue closed her eyes and warned herself to calm down. After 5 minutes, she opened her eyes, and the withdrawal messages on the phone were replied one by one.

"Dear Ms. *, I am deeply sorry for causing you an unpleasant shopping experience due to my reasons, so I agree to a refund.

PS: The clothes have already been cut, and the fabric can’t be used for other purposes. It’s a pity to throw them away. If Ms. * thinks she still likes this style one day and really can’t let go, she can find me again. "

Su Qingyue replied with good news, and let Xingan play with toys by herself, and went into the studio to catch up with other orders that hadn't been canceled.

She cannot be brought down by these negativity.

I sent a message to Zhou Haiquan, saying that I want to meet him.

Su Qingyue wants to take Xingan out, but dare not leave it at home, Xingan swears to God, "Mom, I will wait for you at home, don't worry, I won't go out, and I won't open the door to anyone except Brother Ye!"

Su Qingyue believed in her daughter.

He took his bag and went out the door.

Xingan heard Su Qingyue's footsteps going down a few floors, and immediately climbed up on the stool and called Brother Ye, "Brother Ye, can you come to my house? You have a car and bodyguards, so it's safe to come to my house I can't afford to go to your house, I can't afford bodyguards, I'm so good-looking, it's easy to meet bad guys."

Brother Ye is sitting in the children's playroom playing Lego.

He was also worried that such a beautiful sister would go out alone in the car, and there would be too many bad guys.

"How about I ask the driver to pick you up and take you to eat delicious food?"

"No, it's very urgent. My mother and your father started stepping on each other again. They have a deep hatred. They said that your mother hacked my mother online, hey."

Xin Gan sighed, "Brother, we must not impose the grievances of the previous generation on ourselves. When will the grievances be repaid, we are still good friends, you know?"

"Of course, their hatred belongs to them, we have no hatred." Brother Ye got up from the ground, confiscated the toys, and was about to go out, "But Xingan, you have to understand them, the times are different, and what their generation accepted Culture and education are not as advanced as our generation, and they are more self-styled, not as inclusive as our generation. Let’s be small if you are so old, we let them order.”

"Brother, you are so sensible, I will be your only fan in the future."

Brother Ye ran faster, and when he went downstairs, he bumped into Father Bingshan who was eating breakfast, and hurriedly whispered that he had died.

Bai Chengyun watched his son run away too much during this time, "I have an appointment with a programming teacher for you today."

Brother Ye climbed onto the dining table as steadily as a little gentleman, without appearing anxious, "Dad, you don't look very well these two days, don't work so hard, I will listen to the teacher."

Bai Chengyun wanted to warn his son a few words, but it can be seen that the child is so sensible, so he endured what he said.

"Ah."

"Dad, you have to be in a good mood too, okay?"

"Ah."

Bai Chengyun was also comforting.

At first he didn't like this son, but Brother Ye has never left him in the past four years, so how can he think about the feeling of dislike he once had.

Being able to raise a son, this life is considered complete.

Bai Chengyun got the old father's sense of accomplishment from Brother Ye, and finally he was not in such a bad mood. When he went out to get in the car, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.