Qin Sheng spent half an hour reading all the manuscripts that the company had given to the Jiang Group in the past, and also understood all the requirements put forward by the Jiang Group.

Seeing Qin Sheng's fugue appearance, Han Ye said happily, "Do you have an idea?" This should be a piece of cake for you, if it weren't for my original friendship with you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have asked you to come to my small company. ”

Qin Sheng calmed down and chuckled: "Are you turning around the corner and praising me for being affectionate and righteous?" ”

Han Ye put his mind at ease: "You can still joke, that means that this order is nine out of ten." ”

Qin Sheng poured cold water: "Don't be too happy, I'm not a god, and listening to what you just said, this Mr. Jiang is really difficult, and the requirements given are also ambiguous, and I am not a roundworm in his stomach, how do you know what he needs." ”

Han Ye touched his chin: "When it comes to this Jiang Zong's request, I can't figure it out, I asked someone to inquire about his favorite, but I found out a piece of information." ”

"Oh? Let's hear it. Qin Sheng's eyebrows were tinged with interest.

Back then, she couldn't please Jiang Diyun when she tried her best, and she didn't think that today, because of work, she still had to inquire about his favorites.

Han Ye said: "I heard that Mr. Jiang ordered this batch of wedding dresses to commemorate his deceased wife. ”

Qin Sheng's eyelids raised, and he was slightly shocked in his heart: "Dead wife? ”

"Now Mr. Jiang married this Miss Lin Nuan, is his second wife, before Lin Nuan, he also has a wife, but what is the name, who it is, there is no way to know, only know that his ex-wife died later, how he died, no one knows, now Mr. Jiang ordered a wedding dress, is to fulfill a promise to his deceased wife." Han Ye sighed: "Mr. Jiang is also a loving person." ”

Qin Sheng blurted out: "It's not affection, it's just guilt in my heart." ”

Han Ye felt that he had found something, propped his hands on the desk, stared at Qin Sheng, and asked with a smile, "Guilty?" Listening to this, you seem to know this Mr. Jiang, I remember you said, you are from Jiangcheng, do you have a ...... with this Mr. Jiang?"

"You think too much, we don't know each other." Qin Sheng calmly interrupted and smiled: "I'm just thinking about the problem from a woman's point of view, just now you said that Mr. Jiang died the first wife, and his second wife should have been married back in the same year, if Emperor Jiang was really affectionate, he would not be in such a hurry to marry a second wife, so from the above conclusions, it can be seen that he is just guilty." ”

Han Ye was surprised: "You analyzed it yourself?" ”

"Or else?" Qin Sheng got up and smiled: "I probably already know Mr. Jiang's request, this issue of the wedding dress is based on the theme of guilt, and you will let someone come to the house to pick up the sketch tomorrow, if it's okay, I'll go back first." ”

Memories go back to the year they met Jiang Diyun, Qin Sheng and Jiang Diyun passed by a wedding dress shop.

She pointed to a set of wedding dresses in the store and longed: "When we get married, I will wear a more beautiful wedding dress than this one, and I will design it myself." ”

Jiang Diyun rubbed her head dotingly: "What do you want?" ”

"A combination of Chinese and Western, I like red, so the wedding dress must be red, and the wedding dress must have our name on it, which is unique, and ......"

On that day, she chattered to him, sketching the wedding dress when she got married in the future, and sketching the days after marriage.

He listened quietly the whole time.

But in the end, she didn't put on a wedding dress.

In the end, the two just went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, and even on the wedding night, she didn't see his person.

There was no wedding, no wedding dress, only a marriage certificate at the head of the bed.

A car horn dragged Qin Sheng back from her delusion, and when she looked back, a Lamborghini with a sassy bag was parked on the side of the road, with a particularly arrogant license plate 88888.

"Shengsheng."

Xiao Junxian poked his head out of the car and beckoned to her, laughing so hard that he was an upside-down being.

Many little girls around stopped to peek, and some even took pictures with their mobile phones.

Qin Sheng didn't want to be a panda to be watched, so when he didn't hear it, he walked straight in the direction of the park.

A sly smile rose at the corner of Xiao Junxian's mouth, and he drove the car over, side by side with Qin Sheng: "Either get in the car, or I'll get out of the car, and then carry you to the car." ”