Chapter 140: The Queen 3

This is a private hospital, and the villa design is wonderfully designed to allow people to directly look out through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the central garden outside the building is full of greenery, interspersed with large patches of calming purple lavender.

Hospitalized patients walking along the smooth cobblestone paths and smelling the scent of slightly drunk flowers will feel much better.

In the early autumn morning, with a hint of coolness, Qianwan wrapped his coat tightly and walked out following the memory of the original owner.

The further you go in, the fewer people are moving around.

There were some delicate red roses scattered on the road, and Qianwan glanced at them indifferently, without deliberately avoiding them, and the high heels stepped directly between the flowers.

"Woman, you broke my flowers."

A deep tone came from the other side, as if to imply the safety of the speaker.

Qianwan paused, and slowly spit out two words from between his teeth, "I'm sorry." ”

"It seems that you are not a person who cherishes flowers." The man walked out slowly, holding a red rose in his hand, the full color of which proved that it was not ordinary.

Scold.

People who cherish flowers......

Auntie and grandmother are spicy people who destroy flowers, believe it or not.

I didn't want to bother with this matter, according to the compensation method of modern mortals, Qianye took out a card from his coat and put it on the roses, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry." ”

Then he immediately turned away and didn't even look at the man.

The fair-skinned and slender fingers rested on the card, and when he saw the contents on it, a smile of unknown meaning slowly appeared on his lips, "Work card...... Yuan Qianwan ......"

"Boss, Dr. Qiu is here."

A man in a black trench coat walked over, put his hands in front of him, and said respectfully to the half-crouched person.

"I see." The man stood up slowly, revealing an unusually handsome face, as if finely carved, the curvature of the thin lips was perfect, the narrow phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and the tears in the corners of the eyes added a bit of wind and moon.

On the contrary, the rose in his hand was overshadowed.

The cool breeze gradually rose, the man's face was a little pale, and he hurriedly took out his handkerchief and coughed violently.

"Boss," the man in black hurriedly walked over, took a coat, and put it on his shoulder, worryingly, "Doctor Qiu has explained that your body can't stand the cold. ”

"Liu Jing." Ji Liang wiped the blood from his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Remember to wrap the flowers." ”

"Yes." Liu Jing lowered his head and looked clear.

There are so many flowers, it is estimated that they will be given to Miss Xia Jingjing in the evening.

……

China Entertainment Building.

Qianwan sat on the European-style sofa, looked at the few contracts on the table, and sneered, I really didn't expect Hu Wei's speed to be so fast.

As soon as she stepped into the company on the front foot, she asked the assistant to send the termination contract over on the back foot.

If the original owner saw it, it is estimated that he would lie in the hospital with black eyes.

Now that the contract is suddenly terminated, the endorsements that Yuan Qianwan gave Hu Wei before are estimated to be yellow, and there are still a few more troublesome big financiers, and they have to waste energy to re-contact.

Besides, in order to protect the character of Hu Yingdi, the so-called "five good men", the public relations group may blind Yuan Qianwan to some kind of scandal.

How could my aunt be such a backstabber?

"Where is Hu Wei now?" Qianwan spoke coldly.

The little assistant standing opposite shook his head and replied truthfully, "Brother Yu is in the studio upstairs, and he happened to be taking promotional photos of "Dream Butterfly". ”

Qianwan raised an eyebrow.

"Dream Butterfly" is a fantasy blockbuster planned by China Entertainment this year, which was originally intended to support newcomers, but it was Yuan Qianwan and the upper echelons who fought hard to give the position of male number one to the old bacon Hu Wei.

"Take the contract." Glancing at the little assistant, Qianwan got up and walked out the door.

The little assistant was startled, hurriedly picked up the contract on the table, followed behind Qianwan, and silently lit a pillar of incense for himself.

How could she be so thankless?

Sister Yuan, she didn't dare to mess with her at all......