Sweet pet 100 points: Lawyer husband is too clingy

Therefore, the president of Xiya Group traveled thousands of miles to China just to get Song Qingyu to accept the order.

Jekel also nodded, and smiled at Song Qingyu, "Mr. Busselt has a free and easy personality, so let me not tell you in advance."

Jackel's words are very euphemistic, not so much "free and easy", but more "willful".The blond man in front of him seemed to be nearly forty years old. I heard that he already had a child. It was really rare to be able to maintain such a mentality.

Song Qingyu looked through the document requirements and Xi Ya's first draft. It was obvious that although it was gorgeous and meticulous, at first glance, there was always something missing.

Song Qingyu smiled apologetically, "Your group has produced a large number of talents, but the theme of 'early summer' is really too difficult."

What is "early summer"?Probably the sun is just right, the trees are lush, and a white shirt is walking on the road, feeling happy and carefree.

But this is nothing new.

For a person with a personality like Buselt, what he wants to make is definitely not such a tacky thing.

"Miss Song is very capable, so you should be able to understand what I mean." Busert smiled. "This time, we need to customize 20 sets. If Miss Song can complete it, the reward will be [-] pounds per piece."

Even Jackle was terrified.

After thirteen sets, it is 260 million.Not to mention the British pound.Equivalent to RMB, it has far exceeded [-] million.

This is an extremely high price.

Song Qingyu's pupils shrank suddenly, and he quickly put down the document: "Mr. Busert, I like this theme very much, but the price is indeed too high."

Busselt's eyes slowly became puzzled: "With Ms. Song's ability, more than 600 million is not much."

"Fifty thousand pounds per piece is enough." Song Qingyu said firmly, "What's more, I am only responsible for the design, and all the materials and production have nothing to do with me. 20 is a sky-high price, which will raise the market price."

As soon as she opened her mouth, she quadrupled the price.

"I don't understand, Ms. Song." Busselt frowned, "You know that I cherish talents, and I just want to give you an appropriate price. You should know that your worth has already exceeded ten million."

"20 is the most suitable price." Song Qingyu looked at him seriously, "In the design industry, [-] is the highest price for a piece of this type of manuscript. How can I deal with it after you raise it to [-] pounds?" What about the client? Is Mr. Buselt trying to cut off my career as a designer?"

Song Qingyu had just returned to her job, and it was just at the beginning of her work. The order Busselt gave her was the first order, and the price of the first order was as high as more than 200 million. Who would be willing to invite her with such a high price?

Xi Ya was trying to find a way to push Song Qingyu to a corner in disguise, and finally became the contracted designer of Xi Ya Group.

In the business world, there is no such thing as sympathy and protection of talents, it is only due to interests.

Invincible Chapter 532

Busert was stunned, looked at Song Qingyu with firm eyes, and after a long time, laughed out loud: "I heard from my secretary that Ms. Song is neither humble nor overbearing, she is a very rare talent, I saw it with my own eyes today, it really is true. "

Song Qingyu frowned slightly, "Thank you for your compliment."

"Since Ms. Song has said so resolutely, I'm not the one to force others." Buselt pushed the document in front of her again, "[-] pounds."

Song Qingyu was taken aback.

Thirty thousand pounds was the most suitable price in her mind.How did this person know?
"My mother was also a designer." Buselt laughed, "She also hated spending money on art, and she told me that a real designer should be loyal to his own design. "

Busert stood up and made a gentlemanly salute, "I'm very happy. I can get to know such a designer other than my mother. I think my mother will be very happy in the spirit of heaven."

It turned out his mother had died.

Song Qingyu was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly stood up, lowered her head slightly: "Sorry, I didn't understand the situation."

Busselt laughed loudly, "[-] pounds a piece, can Ms. Song accept this order now?"

"It's a great honor." Song Qingyu followed British etiquette, saluted politely, and accepted the document from Xiya Group.

Busert smiled even more happily, "I'm very happy to meet you."

"I am also very happy." Song Qingyu smiled and replied politely.

After leaving the hotel, Song Qingyu completely relaxed.After all, Busert is the president of such a large group, standing there, there will always be an aura, which makes her dare not relax.

Jackel followed up and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sorry, sorry, I didn't know he would pay such a high price."

Jackel has seen a lot of designers who give up because of money. After hearing that Song Qingyu rejected such a sky-high price, he was both excited and moved. This shows that the designer he is optimistic about has not followed in the footsteps of others.No matter how he is also Song Qingyu's half assistant, he can't.

"I still have some professional ethics." Song Qingyu got into the car and said jokingly.

Jackel drove the car and asked, "I've always wanted to ask you, do you really need to go out to relax? I heard from your boss that you have sealed yourself in the studio for two days."

"No need." Song Qingyu flipped through the documents and said softly, "Divorce is no big deal to me. If you are like them, I will ignore you."

Jackel shrugged, resentfully: "I only care about how many manuscripts you can negotiate. I also expect to get a commission from you."

Song Qingyu didn't speak.

For the next few days, Song Qingyu was tossed between Jackel and Senna, either going out with Senna, or being dragged around by Jackel, not directly because of her current reputation, but thanks to Xi Ya for having It is a precedent for her to come to China in person, and the overseas manuscripts are basically resolved on the spot in China, and she does not need to work on jet lag at home and abroad.

Lin Jingshen called and asked her to go back and stay for a while. Song Qingyu looked at the arrangement, and it probably had to wait until the weekend.But when it comes to Lin Jingshen, Lin Jingshen is probably the one who cares most about his own situation. He is busy with work and has no time to go back to visit her in the past six months, let alone Song Qingyan who is always clinging to her.

However, conflicts will always come. After returning from a restaurant with Jackel, Song Qingyu ran into a hostile Song Qingyan at the door of the company.

"Sister!" Song Qingyan strode over, frowning.

Jackel laughed awkwardly, said hello to Song Qingyu and left. Song Qingyu frowned and looked at Song Qingyan: "Why are you here? Is there no class today?"

"Today is the weekend." Song Qingyan held her arm with a solemn expression: "Tell me about the divorce."

Song Qingyu suddenly felt a severe headache, she should have thought earlier that Song Qingyan would come to her on his own initiative.When the incident first happened, she should have thought that Song Qingyan might come back to her for an explanation someday.

Speaking of which, she was the one who swore to Song Qingyan that she was doing well and there was nothing to worry about.Now that this happened, Song Qingyu didn't know how to face Song Qingyan.

It wasn't good for the two of them to stand on the street arguing, so Song Qingyu pulled him to the side and called a taxi, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

Today's Song Qingyan did not make a scene, and was quietly dragged by her until they returned home. The atmosphere between the two of them was a little awkward.

Lin Jingshen probably went out for a walk, and there was no one in the house.Song Qingyu was like a child who made a mistake, sitting on the sofa as if on pins and needles, and smiled awkwardly, "What's wrong?"

"About the divorce." Song Qingyan looked at her gloomyly, "Why did you get divorced?"

Song Qingyu twitched the corners of her lips, and said guiltily, "It's just that we don't have feelings. We said when we got married that we would divorce if we didn't get along. Didn't the news say it all?"

Song Qingyan's expression became even uglier, and it could be heard that he was holding back: "The news also said that Gu Mubai cheated."

Song Qingyu's head was in a daze, and he didn't even remember what he had said, so he answered subconsciously: "The news is embellished, you know, the media is like this."

Afterwards, Song Qingyu's eyes widened, only to realize that he had missed something, shut his mouth, and looked at Song Qingyan with a guilty conscience.But soon Song Qingyu felt that her majesty as a sister for so many years could not be broken at this time, she straightened her back, frowned slightly and said, "Qingyan, as I said, you don't need to think too much about these things. Marriage and divorce That's all, I have my own ideas."

"Did the Gu family make things difficult for you?" Song Qingyan interrupted her, "Is it the one whose surname is Rong? Or is it Gu Mubai's own problem?"

Song Qingyu was speechless.

Being pressed like this, Song Qingyu had no way to quibble, not to mention that the person sitting in front of her now was Song Qingyan, who grew up together all these years and got along day and night, Song Qingyan was stubborn and refused to listen to persuasion.

Song Qingyan looked at her with burning eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Jingshen came back, opened the door, saw the two children in the living room, and was a little surprised: "Are you back?"

Song Qingyan stood up abruptly, "I'll go find him."

Song Qingyu's reticence is probably Gu Mubai's own problem.

"Don't go!" Song Qingyu said sharply, "Don't go, I'm the one who wants to get a divorce, and I don't have any influence, so don't go to him."

Lin Jingshen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately knew what the two of them were talking about, his expression darkened, and he went back to his room silently - she knew that Song Qingyu would not take the initiative to tell her about these things.

The ups and downs in the news are mixed with truth and falsehood, but things like divorce always hurt women more.

Song Qingyu's voice softened, "Don't go. We're fine, it's fine."

Song Qingyan's eyes turned red, "Why?"

Song Qingyu looked up at him, a little at a loss, "No, Qingyan, these things..."

"Why?" Song Qingyan interrupted her, his eyes were full of helplessness and sadness, "Why can he casually marry each other after blind date, talk casually and get divorced? You keep everything from me. "