The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

Sang Ran and Yan Qi were speechless, but Sang Ning laughed out loud, and the laughter was undisguised, and several people present also laughed along.

Sang Ran picked up a dish with a lighter taste for Sang Ning: "Eat less spicy food, be careful of diarrhea."

Sang Ning nodded obediently.

Sang Ran remembered that she wanted to buy a house, so she casually mentioned, "Yan Qi, you have good relationships, can you help me find out? I want to buy a two-bedroom flat."

Yan Qi didn't ask any more questions and nodded in agreement.

Yao Ya was puzzled: "Isn't it nice for you to live here?"

Sang Ran wiped the oil stains on his lips with a tissue: "Sang Ning is going to school, I want to move to a place closer to school."

"Okay." Sang Ran said seriously. Yao Ya also knew that she always had her own ideas, so she simply stopped trying to dissuade her. "Anyway, no matter where you live, I will still bother you every day."

During the meal, they talked about work again, and Sang Ran found out that Qiao Chang's company had talked to him more than once. Yan Qi also sincerely admired Sang Ran for being able to get this order.

Tomorrow is Monday. Sang Ran asked Yan Qi for half a day off and planned to take Sang Ning to school to apply for admission.

After eating and drinking, the trio went their separate ways, ending their brief reunion after five years.

The next morning, Sang Ran and Sang Ning successfully enrolled in school.

Pei Jingping's arrangements were very thoughtful and the whole process went extremely smoothly.

Because she had an appointment with Qiao Chang in the evening, Sang Ran specially picked out a more formal Chanel-style jacket.

It’s still a bit cold to wear in this weather, but it looks formal and decent without losing its beauty.

In the afternoon, Sang Ran helped complete the planning proposal at the company. After get off work, Sang Ran contacted Qiao Chang to ask for his address and went to the appointment.

The agreed location is a high-end chess and card room with a grand decoration style. The overall style adopts Italian minimalist style, transparent and open, with bright yellow tones.

Sang Ran was the first to arrive and sat quietly in the pre-booked box waiting.

From time to time, I would look through the three plans in my hand and do a final check.

There was some traffic jam on the road, so Qiao Chang and Miss Qiao arrived late.

He was dressed formally today, in a navy blue suit, and his hair was parted in a 3:7 ratio and waxed.

After entering the door, he shook hands with Sang Ran to express his apology, and then introduced the girl behind him.

Sang Ran was a little surprised when she saw Miss Qiao. In the original information, she was only focused on Miss Qiao's outfit and didn't pay attention to her face.

Qiao Chang's facial features were not outstanding, and could even be said to be mediocre.

But his daughter is different. She is tall and has outstanding temperament. She wears a white dress from a niche brand and a camel coat from the same brand. She exudes a maturity that does not match her age.

Her coat is the same style as Sang Ran's camel coat.

Qiao Chang introduced: "This is my daughter, Qiao Zhi."

Sang Ran smiled and nodded politely, without him having to say anything else, and introduced herself:

"Hello, Miss Qiao Zhi, I am Sang Ran, the chairman designer of Only Company. Nice to meet you."

Qiao Zhi smiled faintly and shook hands with Sang Ran politely.

Since they were going to play mahjong, Sang Ran was in no hurry to take out the contract. He was afraid that talking about work right from the start would ruin the atmosphere.

However, Qiao Chang did want to make a quick decision: "I have another friend coming over later, we can talk about cooperation first, and then we can sit down and play mahjong with peace of mind."

Sang Ran discovered that even though Qiao Chang was wearing formal clothes, his playful personality could not be hidden.

Since he was straightforward, Sang Ran didn't hesitate.

Take out the three plans prepared in advance.

She introduced Qiao Chang: "Mr. Qiao, these are the three plans our company has drawn up. You can choose any one of them. If you are not satisfied, you can communicate with me to make adjustments."

Showed full sincerity.

When Sang Ran was introducing herself, she always felt that someone was staring at her. When she looked up, she saw Qiao Zhi was staring at her.

When their eyes met, Sang Ran smiled politely and then introduced Qiao Chang:

"Since your company needs a series of designs, we have also developed three plans with different prices based on your needs. The prices range from low to high, and the production process, degree of sophistication, and matching accessories used are all different."

Qiao Chang carefully read the three proposals. The more he read, the more satisfied he was. "The proposal your company gave me before was really obscure. It was full of dense text. It made me feel dizzy."

Sang Ran smiled lightly. She was not modest. After all, she had really put a lot of effort into this aspect. “The layout of these plans also incorporates some of my personal ideas.”

She went to see the proposal submitted by the head of the planning department in the afternoon.

If even she herself couldn't bear to read it, how could she expect the clients to sit down and read the regulations one by one.

Simply replace all the text that can be converted into pictures, and use a combination of text and pictures to make it clearer and easier to understand.

Qiao Chang nodded: "Miss Sang is a decent person, I believe your design work will not be too bad."

He looked away from the project plan: "It's just that I'm not very satisfied with anything here."

Sang Ran was surprised for a moment, but still smiled: "Oh? Mr. Qiao, feel free to ask for anything you want. As long as it's within our capabilities, we can make adjustments."

Qiao Changchui smiled and said, "Then please trouble Miss Sang to help me customize a plan."

Sang Ran took out his notebook and prepared to write it down: "You say."

Qiao Chang: "Ms. Sun Yi's fame and popularity are self-evident. I want to make all the fabrics and embroidery to the highest level of craftsmanship. It would be best if it could be comparable to high-end customization by big brands."

Sang Ran nodded and listened patiently: "That's no problem, it's just the design fee..."

Qiao Chang waved his hand and said, "Miss Sang is straightforward. An old man like me cannot be overthrown by the younger generation."

"Add 15% to the original amount!"

Sang Ran covered her lips and laughed:

"Mr. Qiao is very generous. It is an honor for our company to cooperate with you."

She was just being polite, but Qiao Chang took it to heart.

He added a bit of seriousness to his face: "It seems like Miss Sang and I are friends regardless of age. I feel that we met too late. If you plan to change jobs in the future, remember to contact me. I am willing to set up a design team for you in our company."

While the two were talking, Qiao Zhi was listening quietly beside them. Although Sang Ran was dealing with Qiao Chang, she was also secretly observing her.

Sang Ran: "Then draw up a plan tomorrow and I'll email it to you directly."

The two were discussing cooperation harmoniously when the door was suddenly pushed open. The person who came in did not knock but had one hand in his pocket, looking lazy and casual.

Qiao Chang quickly stood up to greet him: "Boss Pei, I finally got you out."

Sang Ran was communicating with the head of the planning department about the planning plan and contract details.

Hearing Qiao Chang's name, he raised his head unconsciously.

The man under the warm yellow light had cold pale skin and a slender figure that was almost as tall as the door. He was dressed casually, which was out of place with Qiao Chang's formal attire.

He briefly shook hands with Qiao Chang.

Qiao Chang introduced Qiao Zhi first, and Pei Jingping nodded slightly to greet her. Then, without waiting for Qiao Chang to introduce himself, he took the initiative to extend his hand:

"Miss Sang, what a coincidence."