Chapter 370

With the news that Feng Yan is about to return to the team, Qin Qing inevitably feels a little depressed. After returning home, she wants to get along with each other more intentionally or unintentionally.

This harmonious and loving atmosphere once gave Oman the illusion of glowing.

But recently Qin Qing also found something wrong.

She specially asked for leave to stay with Oman, but she found that the other party came back later than her for several days, and she looked very tired every day.

But when asked, Oman smiled and explained, "it's rare to come to city C. you don't have to worry about my good sisters going out together."

Although Qin Qing would send someone to protect her in private, she usually wouldn't ask about the other party's schedule and privacy. Since the other party didn't want to say, she didn't force it.

It coincides with the completion of the third branch of Qingcheng in city c. a new round of fashion shows will be held these days. The model is still the film Emperor Tang Lin, and the scene is more grand than ever before. In order to control the number of people entering the site, the organizer started selling tickets, and the price was sky high in only one day.

Due to the large number of temporary workers needed to rent the site, more than a dozen cleaning personnel have been recruited these days. Now, after the lunch break, we have to enter a new round of cleaning activities.

"Ah, this company is really rich. It's so bright to rent such a large place. An aunt with a foreign accent drinks water with a tea jar and looks up at the spacious space of nearly 1000 meters. Her voice is full of envy.

A local cleaner sitting next to her glanced and said slightly contemptuously, "I say you outsiders have little knowledge. When the time comes, you will be invited to be a popular film emperor. The appearance fee is tens of millions. The ticket money alone is enough to rent ten such places. Do you know how much a ticket costs outside now?"

"How much?" the aunt from other places stretched her neck and her eyes were shining.

The local cleaner stretched out three fingers and spit out a number that their class could never imagine, "three thousand."

"What? That's higher than our salary for a month." the aunt across the street screamed and almost jumped up.

A ticket of 3000 is just to see a fashion show. Such high consumption makes a silent middle-aged woman at the back of the side raise her head.

"Ha ha, Oman, even you are scared?" the local aunt glanced sideways and raised her eyebrows triumphantly.

Oman, with sweat on his forehead, nodded and hesitated for a while before opening his mouth again, "... Does this ticket really cost 3000? Can it be cheaper?"

She had always been used to living in large families and wanted to calculate money, so she was shy to ask questions at this time.

"Why, you don't want to buy it?" the local aunt couldn't stand her white and rich appearance, so her speech was a little impolite.

Oman gently nodded his head and unconsciously showed a gentle smile on his lips, "my daughter's birthday is coming soon. She has liked designing clothes since she was a child. I thought she would like this."

She knew that her new daughter lacked nothing. What she could give was very limited. It was rare to meet a gift that suited her heart, but she was shy in her bag.

"Oh, design clothes? Do you know what design is? Don't treat children's graffiti as a treasure. If you are really powerful, you will be as rich as the boss of Qingcheng." the local aunt is full of contempt and disdain. She also has a daughter. She has been enlarged by men long ago. Now her life is not satisfactory, So on the first day when she heard this middle-aged woman from other places talking about her daughter's proud face, she looked at each other's dissatisfaction, "if I say, this person can't aim too high. He should recognize the reality and don't think he can become a master by watching a sky high show."

Oman was choked by this meal, his face turned red, and he didn't offend people. He lost his job, so he had to lower his head and stop talking.

Unfortunately, the aunt was so excited that she would not easily let go of the new foreign woman, so she took the person opposite and shouted: "Well, you haven't heard of it. The boss of this company is a girl, and she's not old. She started from scratch. It's great. Unlike some people who take it as a treasure in the palm of their hand. In fact, I don't know what will happen in the future."

Seeing her saying more and more excessively, Oman finally stood up, pursed his lips and said hurriedly: "you say I can, but don't say my daughter, she is a smart child, better than many people, if not, if not..."

At this point, she couldn't go on, because although the Qin family is no better than animals and animals no matter how rich they are, now the Qin family has fallen, and the poor Miss is just insulting herself.

"What is it? If your daughter had the ability, she would let you out to do such dirty and tired work. If she had the ability, she would have opened such a company for you to enjoy, but......" the local aunt glanced at her contemptuously and snorted coldly, "people are different."

Who doesn't regard her daughter as a treasure and thinks it's good, but in fact, it's the standard to measure whether she can stand out in the society.

After that day, Oman was isolated. Encouraged by the local aunt, everyone deliberately or unintentionally made trouble for her. But the salary offered by Qingcheng was high and included three meals a day. More importantly, with the internal price, she could get the door ticket at a discount of 2500.

So she paid her first month's salary in advance, bought tickets and happily took them home to Qin Qing.

"Hmm? Oman, how can you get tickets for this show? Isn't it very expensive outside now?" Qin Qing was turning over the design drawings in her hand. She didn't react at the moment she received the tickets.

"Hehe, this is from my good sister. I can't understand these. I remember you like designing clothes. Go and have a look. I heard others say that you need that to make clothes. Yes, inspiration. If you go out and see others', you may be able to draw a better picture." Oman smiled and pushed the ticket into the girl's hand, making a look that can't be rejected.

"Oman." Qin Qing suddenly felt bewildered, and felt it necessary to popularize his assets with the woman in front of him, "in fact, I......"

But as soon as her words came out, Oman interrupted when she wanted to refuse, "I'm tired. Go wash first. Don't be too late."

With that, the man slipped away and hid in the bathroom.

Qin Qing took the neatly folded tickets in her hand and smiled gently. She decided to give her another surprise at that time.

But the next morning, when Qin Qing got up, he could not see Oman.

"What's the matter?" Feng Yan went to the glass stage and circled her in his arms.