Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

   Chapter 320 Feng Yan, I'm Injured

That night, the moonlight of Broken Jade Bridge was stained with blood, and the night wind swept past, with a **** smell. The city hospital suffered a sudden increase in injuries overnight. When the police arrived at the scene, they were almost frightened by the blood spreading over the road and weakened their legs. , And the upper-level Wenfeng also paid attention to a name.

  All night.

  This gray force, which has been entrenched in City A for many years, took advantage of the Kungang’s civil strife to board the historical stage of City C’s Black and Daoism, and with the power it holds, it has faintly become the leading overlord of East China.

  C city seemed to be marked by the name Yiyetian overnight.

  With the addition of Zhao Yin and Yue Chengzhi, Qin Qing simply acted as the shopkeeper. Apart from leaving a rich and colorful note in the Battle of Broken Jade Bridge, he was hidden behind the scenes for the rest of the time, and outsiders could not spy.

  It was night. She washed away the blood, put on home clothes and sat on the top floor of the quiet apartment. Looking at the night view of City C under her feet, she was not as happy as she was the previous few times.

  Dididi, the text messages on the mobile phone are endless.

  Song Ruye: Qin Qing, I heard that your face was injured. Are you okay? Did you go to the hospital?

  Luo Zihang: Are you seriously injured, Qin Qing, in fact, you don’t have to do everything yourself now.

  Uncle Hei: Xiaoqing, although the intervention of the night gang is not appropriate this time, I treat you as a niece, so feel free to speak if you need it.

  ……

  All the people who received the news sent concern and greetings. The girl’s skill was obvious to all. At first glance, she was injured in the fight, and it was her face. Everyone was nervous enough.

  Just now, Fang Kong called to bring his family doctor over, but Qin Qing politely refused.

  "Uncle Fang, it’s just a minor injury. I'm tired and want to rest."

  She hung up the phone, ignored any text messages, opened a chat interface, stared at the other person’s avatar for a while, then moved her fingertips and sent a line of text.

  ‘Feng Yan, my face is scratched and it hurts. ’

  No one knows that Qin Qing actually has the ability to avoid the moment Liu Zhi's blade shoots over.

  The next day happened to be Saturday, and the school was closed. Qin Qing called the teacher to make up the slip, and then reported to Shen Lingxiao that he was safe, and then he was ready to go out.

Click, as soon as the door opened, she saw several medicine bags hanging in front of the door. When they picked them up, they were all used to treat stab wounds and eliminate traces. The style of the bags was exactly the same as the ointment someone bought last time to wipe the lips. .

  She looked at the lone medicine and the empty corridor in her hand. With a thin lips, she threw her hand into the trash can beside her, and went to the company without a word.

  Nanxu hasn't gone to work for several days, and it is convenient for many things of the company to be handled in person.

  It was already ten o'clock in the morning when Qin Qing arrived at the office building. The waiter at the front desk called for a face-to-face meeting last time and shouted respectfully, "Ms. Qin."

  Then the two watched the young girl enter the company’s gate, and couldn’t help but sigh. They are so talented at a young age. They are really geniuses!

  But this genius was drunk as soon as he stepped in the door, "Don't move!"

  Qin Qing was startled, before she had time to look at the interior decoration of her company, she lowered her head and saw a long piece of white rice paper spread on the aisle of the office, with half of her foot just stepping on it.

"Ah, the rice paper I finally found was ruined by you like this." A man and a woman walked hurriedly from the other end, all dressed in gentle cotton and linen suits, and the beautiful-looking girl stared at it. Pointing at the half-footprint on the paper, he screamed angrily: "Where did you come from? Do you know how precious this is? How much money are you going to waste on this foot?"

  Qin Qing visually inspected the length of more than ten meters and estimated the price, but it was not obvious on the surface, and only said lightly, "Sorry."

   Calm and no wave to almost dispensable, people can't hear the slightest sincerity, which is tantamount to adding fuel to the fire.

  The girl immediately raised her voice and held accountable, “Who are you looking for and whose relatives are you. We must explain this matter to us. You are not allowed to leave.”

  Speaking, she stretched out her hand to pull Qin Qing, but was stopped by a man behind her.

  Qin Qing raised her eyes and glanced, feeling that the other party seemed a little familiar, but couldn't remember it for a while, so she could only turn her body aside, frowning and said: "Who allowed you to put rice paper in the aisle of the office?"

  For things that violate the regulations, it would be nice if she could say a word of sorry.

  "What are you talking about? You have reason to step on something broken, right, I tell you, don't want to leave today." The girl's temper was even more violent, and her original beautiful face suddenly became ugly.

  At this time, other people in the office also noticed the movement here, and many people looked over.

   "Who offends our little princess, whose children are going to be unlucky."

   "I don't know, I stepped on the rice paper given to the customer. This time it was troublesome. Whoever goes out to claim it will be unlucky."

  ……

Qin Qing has recently become thinner again. She is wearing a cotton skirt and heavy glasses, standing there with her hands on her back and holding her hands. She looks a little younger than her actual age. At first glance, she really looks like a little sister coming to play with relatives in the company. of.

"Little sister, let me tell you that you can't offend this person. She is the only typeface designer in our company. The general manager has to make a three-point character. You can apologize and admit your mistakes. At most, you will be said a few words. , And save trouble for your relatives." A slightly weak female employee walked over from a nearby location and whispered to persuade.

  "Font designer?" Qin Qing raised her eyebrows and asked casually, "Is it great?"

I couldn’t keep my voice down, but before the female staff could answer, the beautiful **** the other side had already spoken first, and said proudly, “Do you know Mr. Zhang? That’s my mentor. The blessings that don’t come, today my master came to the company to shed some light on my face, but you ruined the four treasures of the study he wanted."

  All large companies, especially those who are mainly engaged in literature, hope that one or two authentic pieces of Taishan Beidou can be used as the treasure of the town to enhance the image of the company.

  In the calligraphy world, Zhang Chuzhi is undoubtedly a living signboard.

  The girl originally thought that the girl was a villager who didn’t know the goods, and she planned to explain a few more words, but when the corner of her mouth was tickled, she said, "Oh? Mr. Zhang is here too?"

  The girl was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "Do you know my master?"

  The smile on Qin Qing’s mouth became stronger, and the line of sight hidden behind the lens flew over, and said, "Lao Zhang is naturally famous, but from my point of view, the disciple's temperament is flat."

   His words were impassive and impetuous, at least he didn't notice the slightest scent of scrolls.

  Girls have been touted since they entered the company. Wherever they have suffered from this kind of frustration, they immediately sink their faces, "What are you, do you think calligraphy is so easy? If you are good at it, then you go."

  (End of this chapter)