Mr. Shen’s soft rose is a bit cold

A magnificent and luxurious cruise ship is moored at Haishi Pier.

At this time, many people had come, cars were coming and going, and a black nanny car drove straight into the cruise ship.

"Damn it! Why can that car be driven in? I want to drive my car in too. How much does a parking space cost?"

"Mr. Lin, please keep your voice down. Have you seen the license plate of that car? It's Shi Dong's car. This cruise ship belongs to him. Do you think his car can be driven in?"

"I... I'll wait until I ask my dad to buy a cruise ship, and I want to race in it!"

"Oh, Mr. Lin is so powerful. Whenever you buy it, let the brothers have fun with it..."

The car stopped and Rongyi asked with a smile: "Teacher, junior sister, would you like to rest in your room first, or go to the auction hall to take a look?"

Ruan Qingmeng and Li Wencheng looked at each other, and Li Wencheng said: "This is my first time at the cruise ship auction house, and I want to see the excitement."

Shi Qingbai nodded: "Then Ron Lei will take you two. A Xiao's health is not good, I will take her to rest first."

"Okay, Director Shi."

After getting off the car, Shi Qingbai picked up Xie Chuxiao and walked into the special elevator. Xie Chuxiao smiled apologetically at Ruan Qingmeng.

Ruan Qingmeng smiled back and waved, "Sister Chuxiao, see you later."

Xie Chuxiao nodded: "See you later."

Rongyi led them into the passenger elevator and said, "I rarely come here. Before I came here, I looked at the map and the process of the auction, just to be afraid of making a fool of myself in front of the teacher and junior sister."

Rongyi's words were sincere and somewhat funny, which brought them closer to each other.

Ruan Qingmeng couldn't help but laugh, "I remember the teacher said that my senior brother is the general manager of fashion design in Shi Dong's company. It doesn't matter even if he makes a little fool of himself in this regard. The teacher and I will not laugh at you."

Li Wencheng also echoed: "Yes, yes, no joke, no joke."

"Teacher, even if you don't laugh at me, you and my junior sister finally come here, I still have to try my best to do my own thing..."

The elevator door opened and the four people walked out.

Rongrei was still saying: "Eh? By the way, where does my junior sister work now? Are you interested in coming to Hai City for development? Director Shi admires your design talent very much. If you come, our senior brothers and sisters will have a bright future together. Kill those people who want to see my jokes every day."

Fang He, who was following behind, quietly glanced at Ron Lei who was speaking and thought, was he poaching his boss? Should I tell my boss about this?

Ruan Qingmeng smiled and asked: "Who dares to see senior brother's jokes?"

Rongyi told some interesting things about the company and led them to the auction floor.

The auction started at nine o'clock, and many people had already arrived. They gathered in twos and threes and chatted with each other. The waiter walked through the crowd carrying wine, drinking and drinking.

Some people come not for the jewelry but for the connections.

Rongyi asked: "Teacher, junior sister, do you know anyone? Do you want to go say hello?"

Li Wencheng nodded, "I did see a few old guys. I'll go talk to them. You young people can do what you want."

Ruan Qingmeng watched him walk towards a table filled with elderly people and quickly blended in.

Rongyi turned to look at her, "Where is junior sister?"

"Brother, go and do your work. I can just take a look."

"That won't work. I'm the flower protector tonight. Let's go. You haven't had dinner yet. Let's go get something to eat."

The two walked to the snack and fruit area. He glanced at Fang He, who was following them about two meters away, and frowned slightly.

Fang He noticed his gaze. He had a bright smile on his young face and a row of bright white teeth.

Rongyi: "..."

A hundred thousand watt light bulb!

Even if the possibility is unlikely, there is still some hope. Now, with such a big light bulb, there is no hope at all.

Rongyi felt frustrated.

Ruan Qingmeng didn't pay attention to his expression. He took a small cake and sat at the table next to him to eat.

"Ruan Qingmeng?" came a surprised female voice. Ruan Qingmeng turned around and saw a woman wearing a black haute couture dress walking over with a middle-aged man on her arm.

"Miss Ruan, it's really you. I haven't seen you for a long time. I didn't expect to meet you here." The woman stretched out her hand to shake her hand.

Ruan Qingmeng put down the cake and shook it back: "Ms. Lin, long time no see."

Lin Yinan is also a top designer.

Ruan Qingmeng and her are rivals at work, and they are also friends who have never known each other.

The middle-aged man is her father, Lin Youfeng, the chairman of Lin's Jewelry Group.

"Good evening, Director Lin."

"Miss Ruan, long time no see."

Ruan Qingmeng introduced Ron Lei to them, said hello to each other, and Lin Youfeng left. Seeing that they seemed to have something to say, Ron Lei left wisely.

Lin Yinan also took a small cake and sat opposite Ruan Qingmeng.

"I thought you were studying abroad and haven't come back in recent years."

"Advanced studies?"

"Yes, I happened to be there when we were discussing cooperation with Shen, so I asked Shen Xinghe. He said that you went abroad to study."

Ruan Qingmeng took a sip of juice and had complicated thoughts in her heart.

Lin Yinan tilted his head and looked at her, "What's wrong? Isn't it?"

Ruan Qingmeng smiled, "Yes, it's not about learning jewelry, it's about clothing."

"Ah?" Lin Yinan's pupils were shocked, "What are you doing? Why do you suddenly want to switch to fashion design? Do you want to change careers? Why do you suddenly change careers if you are good at jewelry design? What should I do if you change careers?"

The barrage of questions revealed the extent of her shock.

Ruan Qingmeng laughed: "What do you want to do? You design your jewelry, and I design my clothes."

"No, I don't agree." Lin Yinan slapped her hand on the table and said in a louder voice: "I finally found a friend who is a match for me, and you actually told me to change my career. I don't agree."

"Aren't there many talented designers?"

"No matter how many people there are, they won't call him Ruan Qingmeng."

After Lin Yinan finished speaking, he suddenly looked away unnaturally and lowered his head to drink.

Ruan Qingmeng blinked and suddenly laughed, his shoulders shaking slightly.

Lin Yinan glared at her, "Don't laugh. What's wrong, am I not worthy of being your opponent? Or am I not worthy of being your friend?"

Ruan Qingmeng stopped smiling, "I didn't know I was so important in Miss Lin's heart."

Lin Yinan continued to glare at her: "Stop talking nonsense! Do you want me to be friends?"

Ruan Qingmeng teased her, supported her chin with her hand and thought for a while, "I'll think about it."

"You still consider it?" Lin Yinan's brows almost knotted, "I personally asked you to be my friend, and you still consider it? Ruan Qingmeng, do you think you are going to change careers, so you look down on me? Ah? Isn't that right? ?”

"Of course, no." Ruan Qingmeng picked up the juice and clinked glasses with her, "Miss Lin Yinan, I'm glad to be your friend."

Lin Yinan snorted proudly, "That's pretty much it."

After taking a sip of wine, she added: "From now on, I will call you Mengmeng, and you can call me Nannan."

Ruan Qingmeng couldn't laugh or cry, "Why do you feel like a high school student?"

Lin Yinan slapped the table: "Do you have any objections?"

"No."