Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 345 What should I do if my wife’s IQ is only three years old? (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Can you make money by raising a dog?

Just around 2010, a dog could be sold for 3000 million to 4000 million. It is difficult to pay attention to this kind of thing unless you have personal experience.

so.

"How much can I sell for lunch and rice balls?"

While taking a bath, Xiangyang couldn't help but think about this problem.

He didn't know how much these two dogs were worth, but he had some idea of ​​whether anything could go wrong if he owned a dog.

Coincidentally, Liu Qianqian’s godfather Chen Jinfei got into trouble because of raising a dog (CSV German Shepherd Dog Club).

The timeline of this matter was also changed incorrectly.

An incident that happened in 2001 was moved to 2007, 2008, and 2009 to confuse the public, and many rumors were fabricated.

Don't tell me, it's quite effective.

Some people really believe this kind of thing.

What Chen Jinfei asked Liu Xiaoli to inquire about was also very simple. He wanted some inside information.

For example, the scale of the event planned to be held at UTMB, the amount of funds planned to be invested, whether it will be held for a long time, etc.

Of course, he also wanted to know something about the local person in charge from Xiangyang.

Doing business in China is not just about money.

How strongly these local leaders support the entire cross-country event is crucial.

Although the economic crisis has hit Chen Jinfei hard, a camel is more likely to starve to death than a horse.

With his keen sense cultivated in the business field over the years, he, who was gradually getting rid of the impact of the economic crisis, saw through news reports the boost that cross-country events would bring to the local tourism industry.

He is engaged in real estate, and whether he will do it or not depends on the final inspection results, but if he wants to know first, how can he miss the real inside information that Xiang Yang has?

Therefore, it is that simple for Chen Jinfei to find Xiang Yang.

After taking a shower and changing into clean clothes, Xiangyang dried his hair and came out. He saw Little John chatting with Liu Xiaoli and Liu Qianqian carelessly. He couldn't help but look up at the ceiling.

Why is he staying here and not leaving?

Seeing Xiang Yang, Liu Xiaoli stopped talking, looked up at Xiang Yang and said softly: "Yang Yang, this time Uncle Chen will trouble you."

Xiang Yang smiled slightly, came to the sofa and sat next to Liu Qianqian's legs, and said:

"Mom, one family doesn't speak the same language."

After saying that, he turned his head, looked at Liu Qianqian and said: "I am with Qianqian, she has paid so much for me.

Now I can help Uncle Chen, who helped you and Qianqian before, and that's what I should do. "

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips tightly and stared at Xiangyang with a pair of gentle eyes.

Although the way he spoke just now was calm and the expression on his face was very sparse and ordinary, the emotion in his words was much deeper than the words themselves.

Reaching out and grabbing the hand that Liu Qianqian handed over, Xiang Yang then grinned at his mother-in-law:

"But for Uncle Chen, I can only give him the information I can give him.

In this regard, he still needs to understand. "

"What are you talking about? Don't worry about this, Yangyang. Lao Chen knows what's appropriate."

Liu Xiaoli smiled and nodded.

With Xiang Yang's previous words, she already knew in her heart that there was no need to talk about this matter.

In fact, what Chen Jinfei wanted to know was not something involving commercial secrets, but more of an attitude.

Even if you don’t have to go and inspect the geographical conditions of Siguniang Mountain in person, you can know it by checking it online.If you want to invest in building a high-end hotel in a place like this, the cost is high and the risk is high.

But it was finished.

With the promotion of UTMB events, this place has made more and more people understand that after the tourism industry develops, the hotel can be operated by itself or sold to other hotel brands.

Therefore, HYS’s attitude in promoting events is particularly important.

Liu Xiaoli will not take care of business matters.

Chen Jinfei will make his own judgment.

But with Xiang Yang's words, she was completely relieved.

At least, Lao Chen is confident in doing this kind of big project.

The few chatted for a while and then started to prepare for dinner.

After the meal, we talked about the Oscars ceremony for a while before ending the topic.

Liu Xiaoli, who was in a good mood, said hello to her daughter and went back to the house to communicate with Chen Jinfei on the phone. The task of washing the dishes naturally fell to Xiang Yang and Little John.

Seeing her mother walking to the second floor of the villa, Liu Qianqian quietly came to the two people who were arguing over who was responsible for wiping the dishes and who was responsible for washing them.

Gently tapping the glass of the kitchen door with her knuckles, interrupting the argument between the two, she smiled and said:

"Xiangyang, wash up quickly. After washing, I want to take a walk."

"what?"

Liu Qianqian glanced at Xiang Yang: "How about we go now."

"it's not good."

Liu Qianqian shrugged her shoulders: "Then you can wash the dishes with your good friend."

After saying that, she turned away with a snort and walked towards the living room without looking back.

After seeing Liu Qianqian and Xiang Yang exchanging a few words in Chinese, he felt that she left with a hint of anger. Little John felt a little nervous and stammered:

"What are you two talking about?"

The friend's question made Xiang Yang think of something.

"What can I say? My wife is angry, so I'll go and comfort her first."

After saying something in a low voice as much as possible, he threw the rag on the counter angrily and left.

"Huh? Angry?"

Little John stood there in a daze. Pregnant women are so baffled?

Are you angry without saying a few words?

Hearing the noise, Liu Qianqian was also curious about what happened.

She turned her head and saw Xiang Yang walking out. Just as she was about to speak, she heard Xiang Yang say repeatedly, "Wife, wife, I was wrong."

Before she could understand, Xiangyang hugged her in his arms and whispered in her ear:

"You act nice, otherwise Little John will drag me back to wash the dishes."

"You can do it!"

"Pretend to be like, pretend to be like."

<divclass="contentadv">Xiang Yang coaxed and dragged Liu Qianqian out of sight in the kitchen.

After a while, when she put on her down jacket and walked out of the villa, Liu Qianqian felt her face turn red.

I feel a little sorry for Little John

But despite this, when the two of them started walking side by side, she laughed out loud.

In fact, she wanted to help her husband bully Little John at the beginning. Who made him feel alone today?

But this stinky guy actually used me as a shield?

"You bastard."

She complained softly, and before her breath could dissipate, Liu Qianqian lowered her head to look for Xiang Yang's palm and stopped when she noticed that Xiang Yang came out in a hurry without gloves.

"Why don't you leave?" Xiang Yang also stopped, a little confused.

"Hehe," Liu Qianqian smiled, which was tightly covered by the thick down jacket and scarf.

With only her thick hair exposed, her warm eyes blinked under Xiang Yang's gaze, and she took off her gloves.

Then, she reached out and grasped Xiang Yang's fingers, put her hands into each other's pockets, and said with a smile:

"I'm afraid you're cold."

"Let's go, you troublemaker."

After saying that, Liu Qianqian touched Xiang Yang's down jacket with her elbow and urged him like giving orders.

"My wife is so nice," Xiang Yang said.

"My husband is also very good."

Liu Qianqian smiled slightly and took Xiang Yang's hand and walked forward.

In that brief moment just now, in the pocket of Xiangyang's down jacket, the two people's hands had become intertwined.

Although the night air was a little cold, the bright moon hung in the sky, and under the dim yellow street lights, the two of them walked straight forward.

Liu Qianqian's feet couldn't rest when she saw some fallen branches, dead leaves, or small stones on the road.

Either you step on them and make a crunching sound, or you kick them away and make them make a 'click-click-click' sound on the asphalt.

Like a naughty child.

"Honey, are you Liu Sansui?"

"Huh? Why do you say that to me?" Her eyebrows were crooked and her eyes were full of doubts. After she realized what she was doing, she said fiercely:

"Okay, you dare to laugh at my naivety!"

"I do not have!"

"You have!"

While the two were having fun outside, Liu Xiaoli finished the phone call.

After going downstairs, she came to the living room and saw only one figure busy and unskilled washing dishes.

Early the next morning.

After waking up, Jiang Mumu opened her eyes, groggily found her cell phone from the bedside, got out of bed and got into the bathroom, ready to brush her teeth and look at her scarf.

Idol, I haven’t distributed dog food for a long time.

hungry

Jiang Mumu is still a little dissatisfied with the idol who suddenly stopped updating her scarf before the Oscars.

"Did you wear a scarf?"

She had just squeezed out the toothpaste and looked down at the phone interface. When she found that Liu Qianqian had an update, she couldn't wait to click in.

"Damn boss!!!"

"I knew he would delay our Sissi!!!"

After shouting a few words at the top of his lungs, Jiang Mumu began to browse the specific content.

In my heart, I must be dissatisfied with Xiang Yang.

Because she knew that Xiang Yang must be instigating this. In fact, it would be nice not to go, but what a pity! ! !

During the tangle, after seeing the cause of the matter clearly, Jiang Mumu, who had not brushed her teeth or washed her face, still felt sorry for her idol with a sad look on her face.

"Abbas Kiarostami, I have never heard of this director."

[Liu Qianqian issued a statement stating that she will not be able to attend this Oscars ceremony due to her work schedule]

[Following the absence of International Chapter from the Oscars due to personal issues a few days ago, Liu Qianqian]

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The announcement sent through the scarf undoubtedly aroused discussion the next day.

"It's really a drought that leads to drought, and a flood that leads to waterlogging."

Lu Zheng said with a smile after seeing the news.

"Well, actually, it's okay if Sister Sissi doesn't go to participate. If it were me, I wouldn't go either."

Jing Tian, ​​who needed to go to see Little John with Lu Zheng today, was not surprised. The Oscars ceremony was such a big deal, and he would definitely be made difficult by the local media after going there.

It's scary to think about it in that situation.

After hearing this, Lu Zheng originally nodded and said that he thought not to go was actually a good choice, but when he thought of what Jing Tian just said, he was suddenly stunned.

What does "if it were me" mean?

But when he saw Jing Tian drinking coffee without any trouble, he felt speechless at the doubt in his heart.

He didn't have much contact with Xiangyang and didn't know much about it.

But Jingtian is familiar with him.

How can it be?

Just not that kind of person.

Lu Zheng, who grinned, felt that this was a wake-up call for him, so he should at least be on guard.

Don't let this girl imitate what she says about Sister Sissi, it will be bad if she falls in love.

Also seeing the news, Fan Xiaopang, who was filming "Rizhao Chongqing", was also digesting the sudden news.

To put it bluntly, she wants to go to the Oscars.

But no chance.

But Cannes is different.

Especially the movie being shot now is exactly what Wang Xiaoshuai prepared for the Cannes Film Festival.

Fan Xiaopang, who has yet to walk on the red carpet of Cannes (it was his first time going to Cannes in 2010), can't help but look forward to the Cannes Film Festival in a few months.

Cannes is over, is the Oscars red carpet still far away?

Well, after reflection, the introduction of director Abbas Kiarostami is indeed a bit too much, and there is no need to write it like this. I will pay more attention to it in the future.