Chapter 67: Torture to the point of vomiting blood (7)

In the evening, the sky was full of colorful clouds, and the students walked out of the school gate one after another, and their heads were worried.

Fan Qihua silently looked at the crowd after school, a pair of girls with completely different temperaments held hands, talking and laughing at the door, their little faces were red, full of youth, bright as spring.

Her eyes lit up and she waved her hand, "Here." ”

The two girls ran over like birds, jumped into the car, and Qingting took a big sip of mineral water.

"Aunt Fan, as soon as the market opens tomorrow, all the stocks will be dumped."

Fan Qihua was stunned, "All of them?" Do you want to leave a little behind? ”

She no longer dared to look at the girl in front of her, her mind was too meticulous and delicate, and Jihua's design was seamless, and there was no flaw.

At a young age, she had such a scheming, which should have made people afraid, but when she saw the video of Qingting being beaten on the head and drowning in blood, she finally understood the perennial indifference and indifference in her eyes, and also understood what she did.

In that home, Qingting was helpless and helpless to be slaughtered, and he was wronged but couldn't say a word of pain, and if he stayed there, he would only be eaten up by those scum. Only by resisting can we break out of a way to live.

For such a light pavilion, she only has distress, full of distress and pity, a lonely child is in a cannibalistic environment, no one to protect, everything has to rely on herself, even if she is beaten to death, she still has to defend those people and say good things, who can understand this kind of grievance and pain?

Light pavilion, just a kid!

Qingting raised his little face, there was a hint of warmth in his eyes, but his tone was very firm, "No, dispose of it all." ”

Fan Qihua couldn't help but touch her head, "Okay, it's all up to you, so what should I do next?" ”

At the beginning, more than 60 million people bought Ye's shares under the arrangement of Qingting, and they were bought at the lowest price, but now with the rise of the stock price, it has increased several times.

The corners of Qingting's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a shallow smile, and he made a decisive decision, "Half of the funds are injected into the clothing company, and half of them are kept, I am useful." ”

The first battle was fought beautifully, not only discrediting the Ye family, but also causing them to lose a lot, but they made a lot of money.

Fan Qihua has no doubt, opened its Chinese clothing company, the style of the light pavilion design in the annual fashion show became an instant hit, became the biggest highlight, the company took the opportunity to launch the first batch of products on the market, with the cooperation of strong marketing means, the product was snatched up, the first shot.

Fan Qihua is in charge of the operation, the light pavilion is hidden behind the design style ideas, the two cooperate tacitly, the company's business is thriving, extremely prosperous.

The night family is peaceful, the father is kind and the daughter is filial, as if nothing has happened, except that Ye Shaojie was sent abroad to avoid the limelight, everything is so calm.

Qingting did not dare to relax, and fought 120,000 points of mental response, this was just the calm before the war, brewing a bigger storm.

It's a weekend again, and the mall is bustling with promotions and customers.

Qingting was wearing a newly bought bright yellow spring dress, her hair was tied into a ponytail, and she was leisurely and leisurely, she was very interested in this year's new style, and every time she walked through a clothing brand store, she had to go in to see and try it on.

Ye Siyu beside him was dressed brightly, but his face was full of displeasure.

Hmph, if it weren't for her parents' strict orders, she wouldn't want to go shopping with this nasty girl.