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Chapter 10 Plastic Sister Flowers, Jian Yan Angers at Bai Lian

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    Xue Qiandai came late, and when the investor and best friend said something half angry and half resentful, "Axue, you are an hour late."

    In the past, Xue Qiandai was often late, but everyone always laughed and let it go, and probably joked that "important people always come to the finale".

    Now, she is not an important person.

    "Oh, on the way" Xue Qiandai used to disdain to explain, but now she wants to explain, but she has no chance.

    Hua Se looked at her watch again, showing a look of embarrassment, and interrupted her, "I have an appointment with friends for dinner at noon. To make a long story short, you only have a quarter of an hour."

    Jian Yan didn't think the other party was too much, after all, they were late first.

    But Xue Qiandai Baiyu's face was already covered by a layer of dark clouds.  She restrained herself and introduced: "This is mine" She thought about her choice of words, "Partner Jian Yan; Jian Yan, this is the angel I told you about"

    As an angel investor, Huase is probably very interested in the word angel, and she took the words with a quiet smile, "So you call me an angel in private, Huase, the flower of flowers, the cymbal of Jinse."

    The first sentence is to Xue Qiandai, and the latter sentence is to Jian Yan.

    Since it is the patron's father, Jian Yan is respectful and polite, and stretches out her little hand.

    Coincidentally, Hua Se lifted the big fluffy waves on her shoulders with one hand, and missed Jian Yan's hand inadvertently.  She calmed down and stared at the two people in front of her.

    Are you going to talk right at the door?  Even Jian Yan felt an unfriendly mood and atmosphere.

    Xue Qiandai's cloudy face was about to drip water, "Go in and talk."

    Flowers looked at the watch for the third time, with an expression that seemed to say, "This is your own time wasting".

    High-end community clubs generally include leisure functions such as coffee bars, swimming pools, tea bars, and chess and card rooms. The Huaser community also has functional areas such as wine bars, cigar bars, and private banquet halls.  They chose the tea bar, a very elegant four-seater.

    There is a tall fortune tree next to the seat.  The table is a steady brown color.  There is a small copper-colored incense burner on it, decorated with small decorations printed with blessings, wealth and longevity, and the Zen is peaceful.

    The waiter wore a white shirt, black trousers, and white gloves, and he looked like a housekeeper.  Jian Yan suddenly felt that the uniforms of Light Year Coffee Shop were ugly.

    "Several ladies, what do you want?"

    Hua Se didn't pick it up.  Xue Qiandai was very irritable, so she randomly ordered three cups of green tea.  In summer, reduce dryness.

    "Axue, we all know the news about Uncle, you don't know that we are worried about you." Hua Se spoke, describing her sympathy, full of compassion.

    Xue Qiandai closed her eyes, calm and peaceful, "I'm fine, I'm living well."

    Huase's voice was light and soft, curling and Tingting, still sighing, and seemed to have a deep meaning in her words.

    "Some people pursue what they are born with, but some people are born with it. But as they walk, some people get what they pursue all their lives, while others lose what they were born with. Axue,  I just hope you, be more open-minded, be more optimistic, don't dwell on the past, and calm down."

    Jian Yan looked at Xue Qiandai cautiously. She must have been very sad after hearing these heart-wrenching words after experiencing the downfall of her family.  She touched Xue Qiandai with her leg.

    Xue Qiandai sat upright, smiling calmly, "Thurse, it's not my character to blame others. You know, I went to study fashion design after I transferred to another school, and you liked it very much. Now I want to open a small shop and I need a sum of money."  Start-up capital. You can invest in funds, and Jian Yan and I will invest in technology, and everyone will play together."

    Huase covered her mouth, hiccupped and giggled, her body was about to tremble.  The voice was extremely piercing in the ears of the two girls.

    "Axue, you have only studied fashion design for a few days, how about opening a shop like someone else?"

    "Yes, I said I like it, but I just don't want to hurt you, it's kind comfort and encouragement."

    "It didn't matter if you messed around in the past, anyway, you have the support of the Xue family behind you. But now, I I don't know how to evaluate your spicy chicken design You should rest."

    Not to mention Xue Qiandai, even Jian Yan didn't feel the slightest kindness, she used the mocking term "spicy chicken".

    Xue Qiandai suddenly stood up.

    The waiter came, carrying three cups of tea.  The mist in the glass is misty, clear and emerald green, and the blossoming tea buds are clearly visible. It is a cup of refreshing tea.  "Please enjoy."

    Xue Qiandai picked up her cup, blew gently, and took a sip.  She boasted about Haikou and bought Jian Yan's first fund to open a store, she can't give up halfway.  She smiled again, "Thurse, I just have one question. Would you like to help me once?"

    In the past, Xue Qiandai, who was full of arrogance, ever saidThe word "help"!  Hua Se looked at her deeply, "How much do you need?"

    Desire ignited again in his eyes.  Xue Qiandai doesn't know how much it takes to open a store.  But she wanted to at least have a decent studio that could afford a year's rent.  "One hundred thousand."

    Hua Se took out five red banknotes from her bag, pushed them towards Xue Qiandai, "I'll take a taxi and eat for you."

    Five hundred yuan, is she really a beggar for Xue Qiandai?  The coldness in Xue Qiandai's eyes was almost real, gushing out.

    "Axue, did you design what you are wearing? I remember that you hate this kind of bad street basic style the most, as far as it has no sense of design."

    It was she who said it, and she said it yesterday, as evidenced by Jian Yan.

    "The road to fashion requires money. Look at the Chinese designers, which one is not famous and has a background, and which one in the parking lot of your Fashion Institute is not a luxury supercar?"

    Xue Qiandai clenched her fists tightly, and faint blue veins could be seen.  Her eyes were dyed red, like a villain in a novel who is about to be blackened.

    Jian Yan held her hand and said with her lips: "Let's go."

    "Ding" a message came in.  Hua Se still didn't stop the trend. She took out an Apple III and sent a message while saying, "This kind of T-shirt that costs ten yuan a piece on the street can cost one hundred thousand. You are at Tsinghua University anyway."  In two years, it will be no problem to find a decent job and support yourself. Stop fantasizing and dreaming those unrealistic dreams. Ah!"

    A scream rang out.

    The tea was spilled, the money was dizzy, and some dripped on her skirt.

    It's Jian Yan.  She flicked the teacup on purpose, towards Huase's direction.

    "First," Jian Yan stretched out a finger, "If a person dares not even dream, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?"

    "Second," Jian Yan pointed to her face, "We have no background, but we have a head, a face and a back."

    "Also, I designed the clothes Dai Dai wears, and I asked her to speak for me. It's not only ten yuan, but fifty-nine."

    Listening to Jian Yan seriously correcting the price, Xue Qiandai couldn't help laughing.

    "In addition, the basic funds you look down on create tens of billions of turnover every year. If you don't invest in shares, no one will force you, so stop being hypocritical and showing off your pitiful sense of superiority!"

    "You!" Hua Seqi's lips were white and trembling.  Where did Xiao Mudun come from, dare to talk to her like this!

    The waiter has come over, hurriedly said, "Miss Hua, how are you?"

    Jian Yan quickly replied: "She accidentally burned herself. Take her to deal with it."

    Well, this is the speed of throwing the pot.  "you¡­?!"

    "Dai Dai, let's go!" Jian Yan pulled Xue Qiandai, her little sister was injured, Jian Yan helped her find a place.

    "good."

    Just as the two were about to leave, a young man walked up to him. The young man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses and sea-blue casual attire, with a handsome demeanor.

    "Snow." The young man's voice was gentle, full of joy.

    Hua Se ignored the few drops of water on her skirt, walked over with a twist, bumped into Jian Yan when she passed by her, and then took the young man's arm.  "Heng, you are here!" (Remember this site website: www.hlnovel.com
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