Chapter 353

Qin Yanchen let go of Qiao Ansheng and walked to song Cheng.

He was a little taller than song Cheng, his eyelids drooped slightly, his slender eyes narrowed, and he looked at people with a kind of careless indifference and provocation.

Thanks to his good looks, otherwise he would have been beaten so many times.

"Do you know why you are not regarded?"

This sentence pierced the pain of song Cheng, making him look up fiercely, regardless of the difference between upper and lower leaders. His expression was quite angry and wide eyed.

"If you are rejected, you will abandon yourself. It's useless like a piece of mud. You can't help yourself to the wall..."

Song Cheng accepted his sarcasm, and the blood of anger filled his eyes. He tightly closed his lips, held his hands into fists, hung on his legs, and there was a rattling sound at his knuckles.

"Your love is so superficial."

Qin Yanchen's voice was a little cold, and he used a sarcastic tone, which made song Cheng's bones ring.

Qiao Ansheng had no doubt that if he had not scruples about Qin Yanchen's identity.

Song Cheng's fists may have been greeted by this time.

"If you really like it, instead of abandoning yourself, you should try to make yourself better. It's too good to be rejected. Only when you're good enough can you get what you want."

His voice was not big, but he always maintained a calm tone and volume.

Qiao Ansheng seldom heard him say so much to others. When he remembered it, he made sense of every word.

"Now there is a chance to make you better..."

Song Chengyuan was full of anger first, but Qin Yanchen's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on his anger, killing a lot of his anger.

He loosened his clenched fist: "opportunity? What opportunity? "

"The number of exchange projects between the company and its U.S. subsidiary has come down."

Song Cheng was even more stunned: "isn't that study quota only for talents at the general manager level?"

Qin Yanchen glanced at him coldly: "someone gave you this opportunity..."

Song Cheng stopped.

He didn't speak, but looked beyond Qin Yanchen to Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng was stunned by his solemn eyes.

"The man you're talking about, isn't he Ansheng? Did she give me the chance? "

Song Cheng's eyes turned back and forth on Qiao Ansheng. After several rounds, his expression was unspeakable.

"Ansheng... You..."

Qiao Ansheng knew nothing about it, but since Qin Yanchen had said so, she had to climb down the slope and nodded.

"Senior, you are really excellent. Although I regret with you, I still hope you can become better and don't fall down."

"After all, your life has just begun..."

While Qiao Ansheng was talking, song Cheng kept his eyes on her.

Her words poured into both ears word by word. Previously, he was still resenting Qiao Ansheng. Since he was married, why didn't he say it openly.

It made him act as a clown.

But now he wants to open up. At the beginning, he was too delusional. Naturally, he thought Qiao Ansheng was single. He didn't ask, so he recklessly disturbed Qiao Ansheng with his own mind.

After thinking this clearly, the gloom between Song Cheng's eyebrows suddenly eased a lot: "thank you, Ansheng..."

His tangled eyebrows loosened, and his resentment against Qiao Ansheng dissipated.

Qin Yanchen was right. He was only rejected because of the visible gap between him and Qin Yanchen. He could not be decadent.

He should seize every opportunity to make himself a better person, and let Qiao Ansheng or others have no reason to refuse.

Song Cheng Fang looked disappointed. At the moment, he seemed to be lit by something. He held the bouquet of flowers, came up to Qiao Ansheng and reached out to shake her hand

But Qin Yanchen impatiently blocked it.

Song Cheng also understood that he simply stood there honestly and just sent the flowers back to Qiao Ansheng's arms again.

"Ansheng, thank you very much! President Qin is right! I was just rejected once. It's useless to be so depressed! And I really don't have any capital to compete with President Qin... "

Song Cheng tightly locked Qiao Ansheng's eyes.

"I decided to study in the United States for a period of time to make myself a better person. When I come back again, I think I can have the capital to stand here and say I like it!"

Qiao Ansheng hugged the flowers in his arms, looked at Song Cheng's heavy and angry face, didn't interrupt him, just squeezed out a smile and said, "ah, right!"

Song Cheng's eyes were burning with hope.

"I hope that when we meet again next time, I can be so excellent that you can take another look at me..."

Song Cheng thanked Qiao Ansheng again. He was now full of fighting spirit. The whole person was full of unspeakable vitality. After saying goodbye to Qiao Ansheng, he went to his office and prepared to go.

Qiao Ansheng waved him away with a smiling face and suddenly emptied his arms.

She bowed her head. The bunch of flowers in her arms had been picked up by the man and thrown into the dustbin every other space.

"Dong..." with a sound, the bouquet of flowers had been inserted into the dustbin with the petals facing down.

Qiao Ansheng felt funny when he saw the man's care.

She came up to Qin Yanchen: "since you care so much about what the senior did to me, I thought you were going to fire him..."

If this were put aside before, Qin Yanchen, a super big vinegar altar, could not make any noise.

Qiao Ansheng originally regretted song Cheng's talent, but he didn't want to. Qin Yanchen didn't fight this time, but chose the most peaceful solution.

Turn fighting into friendship.

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but give Qin Yanchen a thumbs up and praised: "yes, I didn't expect my husband to make the best of everything!"

All Qin Yanchen's emotions were blown away by this sentence.

Obviously, he is not a thin skinned person, but when he hears this sentence, he can't stop surging up a strong impulse everywhere in his body.

It made him feel like a stupid boy just out of the hut. At that moment, he wanted to blush.

He walked over, took the smiling man over there, hugged him, and sat down on the sofa.

The door of the office is closed, so he can do everything he wants without fear.