This kind of lounge can only be used by VIPs, and Sun Jiajia, a little-known and fledgling little designer, why can he use such a good lounge.

Is Mr. Qiao really so nostalgic and so good to Sun Jiajia?

From their conversation, Xu Xiangbei felt that Mr. Qiao and Sun Jiajia met because of Chen Yonghao's relationship.

Sun Jiajia was able to participate in this fashion show and become one of the designers of the exhibition costumes, which took advantage of Mr. Qiao's relationship.

However, it is very dangerous to take advantage of this relationship.

The middle-aged man is completely a veteran in the Fengyue field, and his help to Sun Jiajia is not just a kind help.

Xu Xiangbei's one foot was left in the lounge, and when Mr. Qiao hurriedly closed the door of the lounge, he pretended to be squeezed by the door and hit his leg, and he sighed back in pain, and sat on the door frame with his ass, so that Mr. Qiao couldn't close the door.

Mr. Qiao's eyes widened, and he looked displeased: "Who are you?"

Sun Jiajia hurriedly explained: "He is the porter and driver I brought. ”

Mr. Qiao's eyes were full of contempt: "You go out for me, don't make trouble here, otherwise I will ask the security guards to kick you out." ”

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was reprimanded by Mr. Qiao, Sun Jiajia had an unbearable look on his face, and gave Xu Xiangbei a look, asking him to leave here quickly.

However, Xu Xiangbei said with a hippie smile: "Mr. Qiao, you are mistaken, Sun Jiajia is my wife, don't want to take advantage of my wife, otherwise I won't let you go." ”

Several models passed by in front of the door, and when they saw Xu Xiangbei counting Qiao, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.

Mr. Qiao was so angry that his face was flushed, and he looked at Sun Jiajia with a gloomy face: "Sun Jiajia, are you joking with me? I finally persuaded the organizing committee to let you join, your husband is here, it will only cause you trouble." ”

Sun Jiajia hurriedly explained with a red face: "He is not my husband, Mr. Qiao, don't misunderstand." ”

Mr. Qiao glanced at Xu Xiangbei and Sun Jiajia coldly, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he knew that he could no longer take advantage of Sun Jiajia, so he turned around and left.

Sun Jiajia was so anxious that she slapped Xu Xiangbei's shoulder: "What are you nervous about, don't make trouble here, this fashion show is very important to me, please, go back." ”

Xu Xiangbei ignored him and still sat on the ground: "It's okay for me to stay and drink some water, right?"

Seeing that Xu Xiangbei was not leaving, Sun Jiajia was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

A lady wearing glasses walked over, held an arrangement sheet, and asked Sun Jiajia with a smile: "I am Mr. Qiao's secretary, and you are Sun Jiajia's designer?"

Sun Jiajia thought she was coming to get her clothes, so she quickly replied with a smile: "I am Sun Jiajia, when will these clothes be given to the models?"

"I'm sorry, because of this press conference, to shorten the time, Miss Sun, the clothes you designed can't be shown, unfortunately, I came here to inform you. ”

Sun Jiajia's face turned pale and she was stunned until the secretary left, she twitched her shoulders and cried like a child.

"I thought that if I married a rich husband, I didn't need to come out and fight on my own, I just wanted to be a full-time wife, husband and children, but my marriage was ruined. I also thought that I had my own hands, and I could make a career with my own hands. For this clothing show, I worked hard to prepare for a week, and I only slept five hours a day, so that my aunt didn't dare to come, and you ruined it. Did I owe you in my last life, I have an enmity with you, and you are willing to kill me in this life?"

Sun Jiajia cried at Xu Xiangbei, Xu Xiangbei handed over a stack of tissues, and sighed lightly: "You wait for me here, I must let you attend the clothing conference today, otherwise they won't hold it." ”

Seeing Xu Xiangbei leaving, Sun Jiajia was a little worried, afraid that Xu Xiangbei would come nonsense.

Xu Xiangbei had a cold face and came to Mr. Qiao's office, Mr. Qiao was just the vice president of the garment city, and the name plate outside the door said the deputy general manager's office.

Xu Xiangbei knocked politely on the door, and Mr. Qiao's voice came from the door: "Come in." ”

Mr. Qiao was quite disappointed when he saw Xu Xiangbei, he thought it would be Sun Jiajia crying and begging him, but it was Xu Xiangbei who made him feel hateful.

Mr. Qiao sat back in his chair, and across from him sat the bespectacled female secretary just now.

He took out a cigarette and smoked it, and asked Xu Xiangbei with a contemptuous face: "Young man, do you have something?"

Xu Xiangbei didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "Mr. Qiao, do you know that you ruined a girl's hope and ruined her future with one sentence? I advise you to let Sun Jiajia participate in this clothing conference." ”

Mr. Qiao suddenly laughed, pointed at Xu Xiangbei and scolded: "You kid, who do you think you are, you said let her participate, let her participate, you get out of here, don't affect my office here." ”

Xu Xiangbei suddenly felt a wave of anger in his heart, and grabbed Mr. Qiao's wrist: "I have good words to persuade you, if you don't listen, you have to force me to do it, don't blame me." ”

A wisp of internal force came out through his fingers and drilled into Mr. Qiao's wrist, piercing his meridians like a needle.

Mr. Qiao's eyes suddenly widened, and his eyes were full of horror, and he opened his mouth wide and opened desperately, as if a monster was going to run out of his throat.

Then he used all his strength to let out a hysterical scream, and kept screaming like this, until at last, he couldn't make a sound.

At the same time, his body trembled like an electric shock, and his desk shook like a drum.

His female secretary turned pale with fright, screamed and ran out, shouting as she ran: "Kill, kill." ”

There was a pungent smell in the office, and Qiao was so painful that he was incontinent, and the whole person was lying on the table and convulsing constantly.

After a while, three security guards rushed into the office, they smelled the stench, and they all covered their noses and ran out again: "Why is it so stinky, who in the house." ”

Xu Xiangbei couldn't bear the smell and left Mr. Qiao's office.

The female secretary pointed at Xu Xiangbei and screamed, "It's him, who beat Mr. Qiao." ”

Actually dared to beat the company leaders, the security guards viciously took rubber sticks and smashed Xu Xiangbei together.

Xu Xiangbei sneered, raised his hand slightly, and the rubber baton was in Xu Xiangbei's hand, he hated these security guards for the tiger, the fox pretended to be a tiger, and picked up the stick is a slam whip.

The three security guards fell to the ground in the blink of an eye, clutching their arms and thighs and screaming in pain, and one of them cried in pain.

There was a security guard who was a little sensible, pressed the walkie-talkie, endured the pain, and shouted: "Someone is making trouble in Mr. Qiao's office, Captain Zhang, Captain Zhang, come and support, my hand has also been broken." ”

(End of chapter)