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Chapter 233 I'm Happy Too

Wang Zhong and Wen Ju'an's wedding was set on the National Day, a day for the whole country to celebrate, and naturally everything will be prosperous and there are no taboos.

Ma Suqin did not return to Tianshui Lane, and still lived in the small courtyard she rented. The only difference was that the property owner of the small courtyard changed from the landlord to Ma Suqin herself.

Wang Zhong of the garment factory still maintains the rule of going every half a month, and the various departments of the garment factory have also ushered in a huge change. Under Wang Zhong's instruction, the garment factory has absorbed new generations from major universities With the blood of college students, he introduced a series of rules and regulations, rewards and punishments, and spent a lot of money. Through investment, he cast several well-received and well-received movies in Xiangjiang, and put his own clothing in the movies to advertise.

The branch on Hong Kong Island has also been established long ago, and many celebrities with great potential have been signed as spokespersons, and the cost of advertising alone is nearly [-] million.

This move is almost unprecedented in this era, and the benefits brought by advertising are also huge. With such a large effort, the markets in Xiangjiang and Southeast Asia were quickly opened up, orders poured in like snowflakes, and the scale of the garment factory After expansion and expansion, the volume has grown dramatically in just a few years, and this growth will continue at least in the short term.

Not only Xiangjiang, but with the influx of movies with advertisements into the mainland, the mainland market has also been greatly stimulated. This era is the early stage of the development of the domestic entertainment industry. Except for the few big productions invested by CCTV, Neither film nor television is far from being able to compare with Xiangjiang, which was in its heyday.

On the contrary, the development of the magazine is far inferior to that of the garment factory, and the profit is far less than that of the garment factory.

The success of the career was somewhat beyond Wang Zhong's expectations. The five children of Qiao's family were also thriving. With Zhong's help, he released several albums, which sold very well, and successfully stepped into the music circle.

Qiqi's grades are barely enough to go to high school, but Qiqi herself doesn't want to go to high school. From Qiqi's point of view, she can't get into college anyway, so it's better to study what she likes.

But after all, Qiqi is just a 15-year-old boy, and now he doesn't know what he wants to study. Why don't he go to high school first, and think about it while studying. What, anyway, Wang Zhong is not short of money at all.

Under Wang Zhong's suggestion, Qiqi still went to high school.

Er Qiang already had a home. Xu Qinghui gave Er Qiang a daughter in [-]. The first member of the third generation of the Qiao family came to the world. Er Qiang asked Wang Zhong to name his daughter. Wang Zhong thought about it. She took the name Qiao Huier, hoping that this girl won't be as stupid as her father when she grows up.

Ever since he separated from Ye Xiaolang, Yicheng has put all his energy into his work, and he has worked on several topics that received excellent responses. He and Song Qingyuan were both promoted and their salaries increased.

Frustrated in love, but quite proud in the workplace, drinking and pecking, as if destined.

In [-], he graduated from Sanli University. Because of his excellent grades and outstanding performance during the internship, he was sent to graduate school by the school. Song Qingyuan couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly found Yicheng, wanting Yicheng to help him with an idea.

In the restaurant, the two ordered some side dishes and a bottle of white wine. Song Qingyuan had a bitter face, and He Yicheng poured bitter water.

"Tell me, why is that sister of yours so difficult to chase after? A young talent like me with a good family background, good character, good personality, and a successful career, let's not talk about other places, just Jinling's one-third of an acre Earth, there are a few who can compare to me, why does she just look down on me?"

The self-proclaimed Song Qingyuan on the opposite side who was full of sensuality, waited for him to finish speaking before asking, "You and Sanli were rejected when you confessed your love?"

Song Qingyuan froze, then smiled coyly, lowered his head, and picked up his chopsticks, trying to hide his guilty conscience.

"Look at you like this, if you have it, you have it, if you don't, you don't have it. You are coy, and you are not like the Song Qingyuan I know. If I were Sanli, I would definitely reject you."

Song Qingyuan lowered his head and said in a low voice: "No, I haven't had time to confess my love to Sanli yet!"

"Then you say that Sanli doesn't like you, and you haven't confessed, how do you know that she definitely doesn't like you!" Yicheng said.

"I've been chasing her for so long. Ever since she started her internship, I've picked her up to and from get off work every day, treated her to dinner on weekends, took her on outings and spring outings, but until now I've even been held by her hand. I... ..."

As he spoke, Song Qingyuan became a little excited.

Yicheng couldn't help nodding, and finally looked at Song Qingyuan with a smile and said, "Didn't you always say that you are sober in the world! Why are you so confused when it comes to your own affairs?"

"I'm confused?" Song Qingyuan pointed at himself with a puzzled look on his face: "Where am I confused?"

Yicheng shook his head, put down his chopsticks, and asked, "Let me ask you, you said you have been chasing Sanli for so long, do you think you know Sanli well?"

"I must understand!" Song Qingyuan couldn't wait to say: "Sanli is quiet and doesn't like to be noisy. The place where she usually stays most is the library of Jinling University. She likes to eat watermelon and peaches. She has a kind heart and likes to help small animals... "

Song Qingyuan eloquently cited a series of advantages of Sanli.

But Yicheng still shook his head.

"Is what I said wrong?" Song Qingyuan frowned and asked suspiciously.

Yicheng said: "Think about it carefully, since I was a child, apart from our family, has my family Sanli ever gone out alone with other men? Over the years, Sanli has so many suitors, who is like you, Can you pick her up to and from work every day? Have you ever seen Sanli and that man go out for dinner alone?"

Song Qingyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that his eyes, which were full of grievances and entanglements just now, instantly lit up.

Some excitedly said: "You mean Sanli likes me too?"

Qiao Yicheng still looked up.

"Why are you shaking your head again?" Song Qingyuan was unhappy, frowning tightly, with an unhappy expression on his face.

"I'm not a roundworm in Sanli's stomach. How do I know what she thinks, but I can tell you with certainty that so far, you are the only man who has been treated so specially by Sanli."

"Then you mean that Sanli likes me!" Song Qingyuan said.

"If you like it or not, you can just ask Sanli yourself!" Yicheng said.

Song Qingyuan immediately hesitated: "If I dared, I wouldn't come to you! Every time I want to confess my love to Sanli, but the words are on my tongue but I can't say anything."

"Hahaha!" Looking at Song Qingyuan's appearance, Yicheng smiled unkindly.

"Then I can't help you. The emotional matter is the matter of the two of you. What's the matter if I insert a hand out of thin air."

"Back when you and Ye Xiaolang were getting along, the master might have intervened."

"It's not the same thing."

"Why not? It's a different matter. If it weren't for the master, you would have been married!"

"Can you not talk about it?" Yicheng began to give in.

"It's fine not to say anything, but we've been brothers for so many years, so you can just say whether you want to help or not!" Song Qingyuan put it off directly, as if he was determined to eat [-]%.

"Okay, I've convinced you, but at most I'll find a chance to help you find out about Sanli's tone!"

"Hey!" Song Qingyuan immediately changed his face, with a smile on his face, with a bit of flattery.

……

On this day, Sanli happened to be on vacation, Yicheng asked about Sanli's itinerary in advance, and went to Wang Zhong's new home together.

Sanli was washing vegetables in the kitchen, and Wen Ju'an, who had been successfully promoted to become their aunt, was also busy in the kitchen with Sanli in an apron.

Wang Zhong was lying on the sofa, holding a copy of the "South China Sutra" in his hand, reading it engrossed.

"Sanli, little aunt!" Yicheng greeted Sanli and Wen Ju'an in the kitchen through the window.

"Brother." Sanli shouted happily.

"Yicheng is here. Your uncle is in the living room. You go in and sit down for a while. The food will be ready soon."

As soon as he saw that Wen Juan was there, it was naturally not easy to ask, so he advanced into the living room.

Until dinner, Yicheng never found a chance.

At the dinner table, Wang Zhong glanced at Yicheng, and said, "You are old too, don't worry about work, it's time to think about lifelong affairs, Hui'er can call me uncle now, as a big brother, You should always set an example for Sanli and the others."

He has cultivated a thick skin since he was a child: "Isn't this because I haven't met the right one!"

"It's good for me to look at Nanfang. If you can't save yourself, I'll talk to Nanfang's father first. Her father has always had a good impression of you."

Yicheng was a little embarrassed, his old face was a little hot: "Uncle, I..."

"Why, do you think the South is not good enough for you?"

"No, no!" Yicheng hurriedly explained: "Nanfang is so good, so it's possible that she's not good enough for me. It's because I'm not good enough for her."

"Since you know that the south is excellent, you should take good care of it, so as not to be abducted by others in the future, and you will have no place to cry when the time comes."

Yicheng wanted to cry but had no tears, his expression was a bit exaggerated: "Uncle, can we not mess up the mandarin ducks?"

"That's right, forget it if you don't like it!" Wang Zhong waved his hand and said, "In case you call me feudal again, but if the South is kidnapped by another handsome young man, don't blame me for not reminding you!"

Yicheng simply didn't speak, and buried his head in his meal, pretending he didn't hear.

After dinner, Wen Ju'an originally planned to wash the dishes, but was dragged out by Wang Zhong for a walk, and the work of washing the dishes was naturally left to Yicheng and Sanli.

Without disturbing the two-person world of Wang Zhong and Wen Ju'an, Yicheng went into the kitchen with Sanli very tactfully, Sanli washed the dishes, and he helped to clean them and put them in the cupboard.

"Sanli, what is the situation between you and Qingyuan now?"

Of course, such a good opportunity would not be let go.

"What's the situation?" Sanli blushed a little, pretending not to understand.

Yicheng is not a child, seeing Sanli's reaction, he actually knew it in his heart: "Which stage have you two developed now?"

"Brother..." Sanli's fair and delicate face began to heat up, a little hot, but this was a physical reaction, Sanli's psychological quality is still very good: "He is looking for you?"

Yicheng nodded and said: "He likes you but dare not confess, so he can only ask me to help him talk about your tone."

Yicheng didn't mean to be insincere at all, and went straight to the point, selling Song Qingyuan thoroughly.

Sanli smiled slightly, her eyes brightened slightly: "I knew it, he must be looking for you!"

"Qingyuan is a nice guy, with a good character, a good personality, and he is self-motivated. In the whole of Jinling, there are not many outstanding young talents like him. Besides, we know each other well. If he is my brother-in-law, I will definitely have no objection." , Uncle definitely agrees."

……

The next day, Yicheng "coincidentally" told Song Qingyuan that Sanli was very interested in a movie that had just been released recently. Song Qingyuan called at that time and asked Sanli to watch a movie at night.

In the evening, when the movie was over, Song Qingyuan drove Sanli home, talking all the way about the content of the movie. When he arrived at the place, he parked the car on the side of the road. Before getting out of the car, Sanli suddenly asked: "You don't have anything else. Want to talk to me?"

Song Qingyuan froze, turned his head with some difficulty, looked at Sanli who was looking at him, looked at those clear and bright eyes, swallowed subconsciously, and stumbled a bit when he spoke: "Say... what? "

Sanli looked at Song Qingyuan who was nervous, flustered, and at a loss, and suddenly smiled, with the corners of her mouth raised slightly, her brows curved, and an intoxicating smile appeared on her pretty face. Song Qingyuan was so dazed.

Suddenly, a faint fragrant wind rushed towards Song Qingyuan's face. Before Song Qingyuan could react, he felt a sudden chill on his cheeks. Sanli, who was smiling like a flower just now, was very close at this moment.

Song Qingyuan felt that his breathing had stopped, his eyes widened suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his mind went blank...

"I'm going back, drive carefully!"

Song Qingyuan didn't hear what Sanli said at all, and when he came back to his senses stroking the cheek that Sanli had kissed, Sanli had almost walked to the door of the house.

"Qiao Sanli!" Song Qingyuan didn't know where he got the courage, stuck his head out of the car window, and called Sanli loudly.

When Sanli turned around, Song Qingyuan got out of the car and ran all the way to Sanli.

"Sanli, I like you, will you marry me?"

Sanli was also shocked by Song Qingyuan's sudden words, shouldn't she start dating and then get married?

Why did you come up and propose?
Looking at the shocked Sanli, Song Qingyuan became anxious: "Sanli, I like you, I want to give you everything I have, I promise, I will treat you well for the rest of my life, if..."

Before Song Qingyuan could speak, a slender and slender hand with delicate skin covered his mouth.

"I am willing!"

The emotions in Song Qingyuan's eyes changed extremely quickly, from anxiety to shock, and then quickly turned into ecstasy. He strode forward, opened his arms, and embraced Sanli excitedly, wishing he could rub Sanli into his body. With a smile on her face, she kept saying, "Sanli, I'm so happy, I'm so happy!"

Sanli also wrapped her arms around Song Qingyuan, and said with a smile, "I'm happy too!"

(End of this chapter)