Chapter 4257: The old witch is a ruthless person
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Qiao Nian Ye Wang Chuan
He is also a designer himself, and he has no professional bottom line for his own benefit.I still didn't forget to tell Shadow: "You guys better revise it, don't use the original manuscript directly."
Shadow put away the design draft, got up and said to him: "You collect the money, and you don't have to worry about the next thing."
"I'm just a kind reminder." The middle-aged man saw that he didn't say anything, and understood that the next step was out of his control.
For his own safety, he said in an annoying way: "It is easy for you to directly use the original manuscript, and it will not take time to find a designer to modify it slightly. It is very simple."
Shadow was polite: "Okay, I understand, I will consider your proposal."
The middle-aged man couldn't go on talking, got up and took the purse, and shrewdly said to Shadow: "Then we won't see each other again."
Shadow nodded in agreement.
The middle-aged man took the money and left here contentedly.
When he walked away, Ying Ying took out his mobile phone and called Nie Qingru.
"Queen, he has accepted the money."
"Well, let him shut up forever."
"Don't worry, I have already arranged it."
Shadow hung up the phone calmly, and when he walked out, he heard the crowds of spectators quickly gather at the crossroad not far away.
Someone else brushed past him and ran over: "I heard that there was a car accident in front? Go, hurry up and take a look."
Shadow didn't linger, walked to the car he parked by the side of the road, opened the passenger door and got in, fastened his seat belt.
He said to the driver blankly, "Go to Smith Bank."
"Yes."
The driver watched his eyes and nose, grasped the steering wheel with both hands and drove towards the bank's headquarters building. During the process, they passed the intersection in front of them. From the gaps in the bustling crowd, they could see a person lying on the ground, and there were many bloody banknotes scattered around.
The green light comes on.
The driver didn't look closely, so he didn't recognize the person lying on the ground. It was the middle-aged man who Shadow had been waiting for when he entered the coffee shop.
**
When Qiao Nian finished choosing what to buy, Ye Wangchuan's hands were already full of shopping bags, so he had no choice but to call Gu San and ask him to come in and help with the things.
Gu San was waiting outside, came in quickly, and found Qiao Nian's location according to the location Ye Fanchuan sent him.
Just about to walk over: "Miss Qiao, Mr. Wang..."
Then he saw the woman beside him who was about to walk past stop and turned to look at him: "Miss Qiao?"
The other party was probably in his early forties, well-maintained, his face was firm and smooth, his eyes were raised, his lips were painted red, his whole body showed the arrogance that had been touted all the year round, and his domineering eyes made people uncomfortable.
"Miss Qiao you're talking about...?" The woman quickly saw Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan behind her.
Her soft willow-leaf eyebrows were erected, and she walked over, stopped in front of the girl, and looked up and down with critical eyes.
"You are Qiao Nian?"
There was frivolity in her words.
"What are you doing!" Gu San followed behind her, one step too late.
The woman ignored him, and still looked at Qiao Nian with those critical eyes, with a condescending tone in her tone: "What are you doing these days? Is there anything you can't finish?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, she probably didn't expect someone to appear out of nowhere and just give her advice, and she was familiar with it.
The woman also realized that she hadn't introduced herself yet, so she said impatiently, "I'm Nie Xia, you should call me aunt after all."
Shadow put away the design draft, got up and said to him: "You collect the money, and you don't have to worry about the next thing."
"I'm just a kind reminder." The middle-aged man saw that he didn't say anything, and understood that the next step was out of his control.
For his own safety, he said in an annoying way: "It is easy for you to directly use the original manuscript, and it will not take time to find a designer to modify it slightly. It is very simple."
Shadow was polite: "Okay, I understand, I will consider your proposal."
The middle-aged man couldn't go on talking, got up and took the purse, and shrewdly said to Shadow: "Then we won't see each other again."
Shadow nodded in agreement.
The middle-aged man took the money and left here contentedly.
When he walked away, Ying Ying took out his mobile phone and called Nie Qingru.
"Queen, he has accepted the money."
"Well, let him shut up forever."
"Don't worry, I have already arranged it."
Shadow hung up the phone calmly, and when he walked out, he heard the crowds of spectators quickly gather at the crossroad not far away.
Someone else brushed past him and ran over: "I heard that there was a car accident in front? Go, hurry up and take a look."
Shadow didn't linger, walked to the car he parked by the side of the road, opened the passenger door and got in, fastened his seat belt.
He said to the driver blankly, "Go to Smith Bank."
"Yes."
The driver watched his eyes and nose, grasped the steering wheel with both hands and drove towards the bank's headquarters building. During the process, they passed the intersection in front of them. From the gaps in the bustling crowd, they could see a person lying on the ground, and there were many bloody banknotes scattered around.
The green light comes on.
The driver didn't look closely, so he didn't recognize the person lying on the ground. It was the middle-aged man who Shadow had been waiting for when he entered the coffee shop.
**
When Qiao Nian finished choosing what to buy, Ye Wangchuan's hands were already full of shopping bags, so he had no choice but to call Gu San and ask him to come in and help with the things.
Gu San was waiting outside, came in quickly, and found Qiao Nian's location according to the location Ye Fanchuan sent him.
Just about to walk over: "Miss Qiao, Mr. Wang..."
Then he saw the woman beside him who was about to walk past stop and turned to look at him: "Miss Qiao?"
The other party was probably in his early forties, well-maintained, his face was firm and smooth, his eyes were raised, his lips were painted red, his whole body showed the arrogance that had been touted all the year round, and his domineering eyes made people uncomfortable.
"Miss Qiao you're talking about...?" The woman quickly saw Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan behind her.
Her soft willow-leaf eyebrows were erected, and she walked over, stopped in front of the girl, and looked up and down with critical eyes.
"You are Qiao Nian?"
There was frivolity in her words.
"What are you doing!" Gu San followed behind her, one step too late.
The woman ignored him, and still looked at Qiao Nian with those critical eyes, with a condescending tone in her tone: "What are you doing these days? Is there anything you can't finish?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows, she probably didn't expect someone to appear out of nowhere and just give her advice, and she was familiar with it.
The woman also realized that she hadn't introduced herself yet, so she said impatiently, "I'm Nie Xia, you should call me aunt after all."
