After posting it, Yao Miaomiao also asked Qin Ping: "Why do you want Su Mengqing's photo?

Qin Ping didn't have time to read the news, so he replied to her first: "No, I'm trying to tattoo a picture of her on my body." ”

Yao Miaomiao sent a sweat-wiping expression and said, "You are not mainstream? ”

Qin Ping didn't explain, because he felt that Yao Miaomiao definitely didn't understand that feeling.

When I miss someone, I desperately want to find something related to her, even if it's useless.

And many times, when people are sad, they want to transfer the pain to the body in order to offset the pain in their hearts.

Qin Ping sat there, scratching a picture of Su Mengqing.

In the photo, she was smiling very happily, and several of them were group photos with Yao Miaomiao.

She hooked Yao Miaomiao's neck with one hand, and raised two fingers at the camera, smiling brightly and brightly.

After seeing these photos, Qin Ping's heart became even more uncomfortable.

If it weren't for himself, Su Mengqing would be doing well now?

But now because of herself, she has left her comfort zone alone, and no one knows what she is experiencing.

"Is this your girlfriend?" said the tattoo artist looking at Qin Ping's phone.

Qin Ping sighed, then glanced at the photo to her, and said with a smile: "How is it, it's beautiful, right?"

"Well, it's really beautiful, you're quite blessed. The tattoo artist smiled, "But it's usually two couples who tattoo each other's names together, why are you alone? It can't be a breakup, right?"

Qin Ping shook his head and said, "No." ”

Seeing that Qin Ping didn't want to say more, the tattoo artist didn't ask much, he asked Qin Ping to choose a photo by himself, and he made it for Qin Ping.

Qin Ping looked at it several times, and finally found one.

This photo was taken by Su Mengqing under a big tree, and her long hair happened to be blown up by the wind, which was particularly meaningful.

The tattoo artist also asked Qin Ping if he wanted to give the tree to the text, Qin Ping shook his head and said, "No, just tattoo her." ”

He stayed in the shop all day, and it wasn't until about ten o'clock in the middle of the night that he was generally satisfied.

The tattoo artist also patted Qin Ping on the back and said with a smile: "How is it, do you feel satisfied?"

Qin Ping glanced at it, and was still very satisfied in his heart, although it was not as beautiful as Su Mengqing himself, but the general outline still made people feel so beautiful.

After paying the money, the tattoo artist told her two more words, and Qin Ping went back directly.

After arriving home, he thought about it and asked Ahsan to take a photo of himself, and then he posted it to the circle of friends.

As soon as this circle of friends was released, there were soon countless likes, and many people commented on Qin Ping.

As for the comic and Weibo, Qin Ping didn't post it, because he felt that it was meaningless, the kind of public platform was mixed, who knows what they would say.

In the next few days, Qin Ping learned Ashan's routine, got up at five o'clock every morning to run, exercise, and boxing, and at seven o'clock, the two went to the company together.

In the blink of an eye, it is half a month.

During this period, Pingtou Media soared, and several large orders came from Haicheng.

As for Dacheng Trading, Qin Ping sent a phone call to Li Tian and asked him to find a few people to go to the second-tier cities to run the list.

When it comes to Pingtou Media, I have to talk about Xue Han.

During this time, several entertainment companies came to talk to Pingtou Media about cooperation.

As for the content of cooperation, most of them are TV series, advertisements or something, it can be said that the current Xue Han is basically equivalent to a star.

In August, an Internet conference was held in the provincial capital.

There is only one reason why this Internet conference is held, that is, the rich people in eastern Zhejiang Province are basically some traditional industries, and they are far inferior to the southern cities in terms of e-commerce, network media, etc.

Qin Ping, now as a mediator in the network industry in a provincial city, naturally received an invitation.

At that time, Qin Ping was still very happy, because he felt that this was the first time that he did not rely on Zhou Huimin to get an invitation.

The time is set for the middle of August, and the content of this online conference is to solicit original works.

The work is not limited to the form, it can be a video, it can also be a song.

ZF organizes any kind of conference, and the people who pay for it are usually local entrepreneurs.

Qin Ping thought about it and donated one million.

Of course, ZF will not eat this money in vain, as long as the people who invest, when the time comes, they can show their faces and broadcast it to local TV stations.

Qin Ping didn't know what to think at the time, so he suddenly thought about writing a poem himself to try his luck.

And this poem comes from the nostalgia for Su Mengqing, and by the way, I will take this opportunity to expand my reputation and let more people know.

In addition to Qin Ping, Zhang Xing of Qingshi also received an invitation.

On the evening of August 14, Zhang Xing drove to the provincial capital.

He drove a business van carrying executives from several companies.

As soon as the car stopped, Zhang stretched his waist and asked, "Are the hotels all booked?"

The secretary beside him hurriedly said, "It's already booked." ”

"Yes. Zhang Xing nodded slightly, "Remember, this network conference is highly valued by the provincial city ZF, you have to give me a good performance." ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhang. Several people nodded.

At the same time, not far away, several young people were smoking cigarettes and holding a few sticks in their hands.

"Viagra, why do we want to do this?" asked a kid with dyed red hair.

That's right, this person is Xue Wei.

His idea was very simple: Qin Ping gave him a chance, and he naturally wanted to do something for Qin Ping that he wanted to do but couldn't do because of his identity.

Therefore, after he got the news that Zhang Xing was coming to the provincial capital, he immediately called a few brothers to wait for Zhang Xing.

Xue Wei threw the cigarette butt in his hand and said, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." ”

After speaking, several people walked over to Zhang Xing.

At that time, Xue Wei stood there and knocked on the window, and said with a smile: "Brother, can you give some money to spend? I haven't eaten for a few days." ”

Zhang Xing glanced at him and said, "How can there be people like you in the provincial capital? ”

With that, he stepped out of the car.

As a result, as soon as he got out of the car, Xue Wei slammed his head hard.

At this time, four or five more people ran out from the side, and the sticks in their hands kept beckoning Zhang Xing.

As for the people in his company, they didn't dare to do anything when they stood there, so they kept saying, "What are you doing? Why are you beating people? Believe it or not, we called the police?"

Xue Wei slapped the man's mouth with a stick, and said viciously: "If you compare it again, I will tear your mouth to pieces!"

Immediately afterwards, this Xue Wei squatted down and patted Zhang Xing's face, and said, "Don't be cheap in the future, did you hear that?"

Zhang Xing is not stupid at this point, knowing that there is no good end to a hard mouth, so he nodded and said, "Brother, I was wrong, I don't know who I offended?"

"I didn't offend anyone, I just didn't like you. Xue Wei spat on his face, and then led the people away.

After taking two steps, he turned around and slapped a stick on Zhang Xing's face, and half of his face immediately turned blue.

As for Xue Wei and them, they had already run away.

Several executives of Zhang Xing's company hurriedly helped Zhang Xing up and said, "Mr. Zhang, what's going on?

Zhang Xing spat on the ground, he waved his hand and said, "No, it's useless to call the police." ”

He got into the car and looked in the mirror, only to see that his face was blue.

"This is definitely deliberate!" Zhang Xing said through gritted teeth.

It is estimated that it won't be long before his face will be swollen, and when the time comes, he will be on TV, and he will not be laughed at to death?

"You go down first, I'm going somewhere. Zhang Xing said.

Before he came, he thought that he might be beaten up when he came to the provincial capital, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Therefore, he decided to go to the fifth master, at least let him find a few people to protect him, otherwise if he stayed in the provincial capital for a few days, who knew if he would be accidentally killed.

At the same time, Qin Ping was sitting in his office.

In front of him, there was paper and pen, and next to it were several washed out photos.

The girl in the photo is smiling with a smile on her face, which makes people's hearts move.