The next morning, Qi Ran wore a black and white professional suit, maintaining the ability of a professional woman and her unique coldness, and walked into the competition site of the Paris Design Competition.

When it was his turn, Qi Ran confidently talked about his design works, and the topic of this design competition was about the advertising design of cosmetics for middle-aged women.

Qi Ran's powerful aura attracted every judge present, and Qi Ran had an innate shining point, especially at work, her uncontrollable drive would make people uncontrollable and just want to obey.

In the process of explaining and answering the judges' questions for 20 minutes, Qi Ran maintained a self-confidence on both sides. Answering every question here in an orderly manner, she answered without leaking, and received unanimous praise, seeing the satisfied look of the judges, Qi Ran knew that she was about to succeed.

"Seven, can you explain why you use green packaging for your products at this age group?"

Qi Ranwan smiled and looked at the judges who asked questions, "I think that women of any age have a girl's heart that loves beauty, and green represents the memory of their youth, and it also means that their pursuit of beauty is always there!" ”

Qi Ran walked out of the competition site, and the assistant An Xiaoxiao knew that the situation must be good when he looked at him with a smile on his face. "Director, drink some water, let's go have a big dinner in a moment."

"Celebrate what? Celebration banquet, three days later, return to China and ask Mr. Pei again. Qi Ran only left a slightly arrogant smile for An Xiaoxiao.

Three days later, the only Chinese contestant was covered in major magazines and media in Paris, because this woman named Qi Ran won a design award in the city for the second time, and each one was a top award.

With the award, Qi Ran couldn't wait to return to China, because compared to fame and fortune and bonuses, there was a more important prize waiting for her in China.

But as soon as he returned to China, Qi Ran did not see Pei Moyun at the first time, and all the colleagues in the company sent congratulations, but Qi Ran couldn't contact Pei Moyun.

Just when Qi Ran thought that he was going to be teased by Pei Moyun, he received a package at home.

"I held a celebration banquet for you at the Kyoto Hotel tonight, and I'll open the package when I come back."

Qi Ran looked at the text message on her mobile phone, a little helpless, but since the things had already arrived in her hand, she would no longer worry about flying away, so Qi Ran went back to the room to prepare for the banquet in the evening.

Qi Ran naturally would not let herself lose the heroine's halo in this kind of banquet with herself as the protagonist, so after some careful dressing, Qi Ran arrived at the location of the celebration banquet on time.

"Congratulations to Director Qi for winning the award!"

"Mr. Qi is really young and promising, which impresses those foreign designers."

Qi Ran accepted any blessings and greetings with a smile, under such circumstances, Pei Moyun held such a grand banquet with great fanfare, just to let her give full play to her public relations skills and take the opportunity to make a broader network. In this way, it is easier for the development of cutting-edge to reach a higher level.

"Qi Ran, is it? I've heard about you for a long time. ”

In this circle, Qi Ran, who is only 25 years old, is like an old man, with a young appearance, but he has a personality that is older than anyone else.

"Hello."

Qi Ran smiled slightly, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, her eyes were familiar to each other, but there was an unfamiliar smile on her face.

Song Yuan drank all the red wine in the cup. "Sometimes, the work focuses too much on the sense of design and forgets the work itself, and the result is very easy to backfire."

Before the red wine in Qi Ran's mouth could be swallowed, Song Yuan said such a sentence, and after speaking, he lifted the fiery red skirt and left decisively.

Qi Ran didn't think that a woman with a beautiful appearance like Song Yuan would have such profound insights, and she had something in her words, which was referring to herself.

Song Yuan has always had a unique charm, she has never been a person who is enthusiastic about people, Song Yuan is, I haven't seen her for a long time, but Song Yuan only left her a back.

Qi Ran put down the wine glass and chased out, but he didn't see the fiery figure in the hotel's corridor.

"Is Ran Ran looking for me?"

A familiar voice sounded behind him, Qi Ran turned around and saw Pei Moyun in a white suit.

Qi Ran looked at the gentle smile on his face for a moment, but there was a trace of sadness missing in that gentle smile, which was something that only Gu Jingchen's eyes would reveal.

Qi Ran's originally flustered expression became cold again in an instant, "Mr. Pei, please call me Qi Ran." ”

"What, Song Yi can call, I can't call? Don't you tell me that only Gu Jingchen can call? ”

Qi Ran's face sank, Pei Moyun knew that she was going to make her angry again, so she immediately held her shoulders and said softly, "Qi Ran, I just want to express my heart for you." ”

Qi Ran took two steps back, his eyes were as cold as ice.

She didn't say anything, just walked away indifferently.

Pei Moyun smiled self-deprecatingly, and put one hand into his trousers. He began to wonder what had made her what she was now.

And the bright red that Qi Ran was looking for was around the corner at this time, and a pair of eyes looked at Pei Moyun with disdain.

"Looks like you've met an opponent."

Pressing off the Bluetooth headset on her ear, Song Yuan proudly stepped on her high heels and left.

As soon as Qi Ran walked out of the hotel, her shoulders were warm, and a long coat was immediately covered on her body, not willing to let her feel a little cold.

"Why are you here?"

"Because I know someone who loves beauty, wearing only one dress, in sub-zero weather."

"An Xiaoxiao is becoming more and more like your person." Qi Ran gathered the clothes on his body and followed him into the car.

Song Yi opened the CD, and it was still Qi Ran's favorite tune.

"It still feels good to speak Chinese, and when I return to China, I want to take a vacation."

"This doesn't look like Qi Meiren said it, are you still Qi Ran I know?" Song Yi is the person who wants her to take a vacation the most, after all, she has pushed herself too hard over the years, and she has not taken a good vacation at all.

Qi Ran leaned on the seat and said flatly, "Finally, the teacher is also here, and I still want to accompany him more." ”

Song Yi pretended to be aggrieved, "It's better to be a teacher, you know that you are worried about him." ”

"My wife is still worried about you. Say let you go over and cook more. ”

"It's just that you don't know what to worry about me." Song Yi said half-truthfully, half-falsely, half-sadly.

Qi Ran's smile was a little stiff, because she could hear what the true feelings in Song Yi's words were.

"If I can, I will apply for a transfer to the head office in the second half of the year."

"CHI-" Song Yi braked sharply under his feet, and the wheels rubbed against the ground with a screeching sound.