Chapter 332

It's only half a month since Sheng wenqiong was punished and she admitted that she was guilty of murdering Sheng Wenjun's family.

The whole thing boiled like boiling water for more than ten days.

Yu Wei didn't take part in Sheng wenqiong's murder and didn't help her cover up the facts of her crime. It didn't constitute a crime of cover up. At most, he didn't report back. After being educated, he was released.

Sheng wenqiong was transferred to the hospital designated by the public security organ for recuperation, and the case has been submitted by the public security organ to the procuratorate for examination and prosecution.

Ye Qingxin knows that Mrs. Yan has vomited blood because of Sheng wenqiong's confession. She is already in the Ritz Sen Hotel in the Sixth District of Paris.

Paris time is 9:04 a.m. on September 23, and Beijing time is 4:04 p.m., which is seven hours faster than Paris time.

There are many things for her to confirm and arrange in advance, so she flew to Paris two days in advance.

After hanging up the phone, ye Qingxin stands in front of the window and looks out at the exotic scenery.

There are so many things that she can't digest for a while.

Both Mrs. Sheng and Mrs. Yan fell ill. Mrs. Yan was more serious. At this time, she should accompany the two old people to take care of them. However, because of the press conference, she had to leave the capital temporarily.

Along with her came the staff of pear studio and the organizer.

"Miss ye, the venue has been arranged according to your requirements. Would you like to go over and see if there is anything wrong, so as to correct it in time?"

The staff of the organizer are very polite.

Ye Qingxin collected her thoughts, turned to smile at her and said, "just call me heart. Let's go now."

"Fashion week knows you're here. I'd like to see you tonight."

Ye Qingxin came to Paris fashion week for the first time as the designer of the upcoming works. He didn't know much about many things, but he didn't ask or say much. He just said, "you can arrange it."

The staff is sent by the organizer to assist Ye Qingxin. To put it bluntly, it is to act as her temporary assistant, and some things can be directly handed over to her for arrangement.

"Yes, Miss Ye." The staff can see that ye Qingxin is very young, but there is no tension or excitement in her imagination. From the meeting of Beijing at the airport to now, she has been calm and calm, which makes her look up.

It was not until 10 pm that ye Qingxin returned to the hotel.

The people at the fashion week were very warm and friendly. During the whole meeting, they kept expressing their love for her works. Ye Qingxin went into the room, closed the door and immediately took out the breast pump from the suitcase. After storing it for such a long time, her whole chest was swollen and hard, and it hurt when she touched it.

The milk stored at home during this period is enough for three kids to eat for ten days and a half months.

The cell phone rings suddenly.

Ye Qingxin frees a hand to answer the phone.

"Still up?" Jingboyuan's deep and mellow voice came steadily.

"Just back." Ye Qingxin told the truth. Thinking that it was five o'clock in the morning in the capital, she asked, "are you up?"

"Well."

"Are the children still sleeping? There was no noise last night, was there? "

"No, they're good." Jing Boyuan said, "it's late over there. Wash and go to bed."

When he hung up the phone, he said, "the temperature over there is lower than that in Beijing. If you go out, wear one more."

"Well, I know." Ye Qingxin's lips bend up and answer softly.

Put down the mobile phone, ye Qingxin changed the side to continue to suck, after smoking to the bathroom to take a bath.

Lying on the bed, she phoned Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Sheng's nurses respectively. Knowing that the two old people were still sleeping, there was nothing wrong with them, she hung up the phone with ease.

24, model rehearsal.

Models are invited by the organizers. Originally, for the sake of budget, the number of models is less than half of the number of ready-made clothes, which means that models need to change their make-up and there may be accidents.

Ye Qingxin insists on increasing the number of models to 38.

Her shows are not big shows of famous brands. The cost of inviting models is relatively higher. For example, for those shows of world-class luxury brands, many models are willing to show for free to gain exposure and higher popularity.

Ye Qingxin spent a lot of money to hire two famous supermodels in the international fashion industry to open and close the show. During this period of publicity, the organizers intentionally or unintentionally used the two world-class supermodels as image spokesmen, which attracted a lot of media.

Everything was ready. That night, ye Qingxin was a little nervous, so that she couldn't sleep.

Call Jing Boyuan at one in the morning. It's eight o'clock in the morning in Beijing. Jing Boyuan just sat in the conference room.

After receiving the call from ye Qingxin, he frowned without any trace.

Signaling that the meeting was suspended, he got up, kicked the chair behind him and walked out of the meeting room with his mobile phone.

In front of the French window, the man's suit was upright, with one hand in his pocket, holding his mobile phone, and his voice was steady: "can't sleep?"

The female employees of the company who passed behind him were red in the ears when they heard the voice of their boss.

Ye fell in love with her.

"Nervous?"

"..." Ye Qingxin stares at the ceiling, "can I look useless like this?"

"It's normal for you to be nervous when you're young." Jing Boyuan's tone is flat and gentle, like a warm current, flowing into Ye Qingxin's ears through his mobile phone. "This clothing conference is a good turning point for you. If the response is good, you will go a lot less than ordinary designers in the future. If the response is flat, there is no need to be discouraged. You are still young and have a lot of room to work hard."

Jing Boyuan is vaccinating her.

It's the dream of all fashion designers to publish their works in the four major fashion weeks. Although Ye Qingxin didn't show much excitement and excitement, it's not entirely improper. If the response is not good, it's inevitable to lose heart.

Ye Qingxin listens to the man's gentle tone, and the tension in his heart gradually dissipates.

When he finished, she rolled up the corner of her lip, "I know, you go busy, I'm going to bed, and tomorrow I have to get up early to make the final confirmation."

Ye's favorite show is at two o'clock in the afternoon.

The final confirmation was made in the morning, and the model wore the clothes to be displayed for the final rehearsal.

Meanwhile, pear's big show in Milan Fashion Week is also under intense preparation. Ye Qingxin talks to Han Huohuo and Connie on the phone. They seem to know ye Qingxin will be nervous and comfort her.

Close to two points, fashion media editors and buyers, as well as fashion bloggers and other fashion personages have been invited.

Ye Qingxin didn't invite fashion stars to help. Not many people came to the scene, but not few. It's not lonely.

She didn't set up her own brand, but her published works can't even have a brand. Ye Qingxin temporarily named her series of works J & y.

The conference was very smooth. As soon as the model appeared at the beginning, ye Qingxin heard a burst of exclamation under the stage, which overshadowed the background music.

At the end of the show, a fashion editor found Ye Qingxin backstage and expressed his idea of interviewing her.

Ye Qingxin didn't refuse, and the interview time was about the next morning.

When she woke up the next morning, she just came out of her room after washing. The female colleague of pear studio who came with her presented her a newspaper. During the fashion week, the shows of major brands were held one after another. The media reports all chose the most attractive brands. Ye didn't expect her show to be published in French fashion newspapers.

It's still the front page.

She was a little surprised.

Female colleagues are very excited, "front page headlines, ah, Paer has been on the Milan fashion week for so many years, but has not been on the front page headlines!"

Ye Qingxin looks down at the photos in the newspaper.

It's a picture of the opening model, fashionable and elegant clothes, high cold and powerful model aura, which is amazing.

In the next few days, ye Qingxin received orders one after another, and other media reported on J & Y in succession. It took only two or three days for J & Y to go from unknown to overshadow some big brands.

On the morning of the 28th, ye Qingxin attended a designer exchange meeting hosted by fashion week, which was probably due to the media's extensive coverage of this Chinese designer. Many people know her, and many well-known designers in the fashion circle took the initiative to talk to her.

Ye Qingxin was unfamiliar from the beginning and gradually integrated into it. He learned a lot from the conversation with famous international designers.

meanwhile.

The centennial celebration of B university is in full swing.

As early as a week ago, the news spread that the founder of bower group was going to give a speech at the school. On the day of the centennial celebration, many students gathered in the comprehensive gymnasium to see the true face of the entrepreneur.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a black banyan stopped at the gate of B, and the headmaster led the school leaders to greet each other in person.

As soon as Jing Boyuan got out of the car, his excellent appearance and powerful aura attracted the attention of the people at the door.

With a brilliant smile on his face, the headmaster came forward to shake hands with Jing Boyuan.

The headmaster is a middle-aged man in his fifties. In front of jingboyuan, who is 35 years old, his momentum and momentum are much inferior. Jingboyuan is surrounded by the headmaster, who is more like a leader than the headmaster.

"Who is that man? Accompanied by so many school leaders, the headmaster's face blossomed with laughter. "

"What can be welcomed by the headmaster in person is certainly not simple. It's not that the founder of bower group is going to give a speech, isn't it him?"

"It's possible."

"Well, do you think that man looks familiar?"

"It's a little familiar. I've seen it somewhere... Yes, last semester, when the final exam was coming, at the gate of the teaching building, this man drove into the campus to pick up Ye Qingxin. At that time, Wu Shan said Ye Qingxin was close to a rich man in front of him. Do you remember?"

"When you say that, I think of him. At that time, he was still in love with Ye, and his boyfriend was bursting with strength!" Talking girl star eye.

"If he's the boss of bower, then... Isn't he the rich man Ye Qingxin is looking for?"

"Oh, no matter what I'm doing, I'll go and listen to the speech. I'm willing to listen to anything such a handsome man says. Hurry up."

"What's the hurry? The comprehensive gymnasium is so big that you're afraid there's no place to sit?"

"Mr. bowey's speech, I think the stadium must be full of people now."

Several girls arrived at the gymnasium, and the outside of the gymnasium was packed.

"The trough! Isn't that exaggerating? The sports institute is so big that people are crowded outside? "

"Except for a few campuses of B University, other colleges and universities heard that Jing Boyuan came to make a speech, and they all rushed to see it. They didn't even have a place to stand." Someone nearby interjected: "but you can watch the live broadcast. Wasn't it announced before? If there are too many people watching the speech at that time, you can open the live broadcast on the school Internet."

Several girls took out their mobile phones to log in to the school network, and there was a live news.

"When will it start?"

"Come on, it's two fifty, and there's ten minutes at most."

Sure enough, ten minutes later, the live broadcast on the school Internet began.

In the screen, there is a solemn rostrum. Jing Boyuan stands behind the speech table with a straight posture and a strong and steady air. The light hits his face, making his three-dimensional facial features more like a knife and axe. He has a black suit, a white shirt, a blue tie with diagonal stripes, a left hand casually attached to the edge of the speech table, and a delicate steel watch at the sleeve of his white shirt, Under the light, it refracts the noble light.

His eyes fell calmly to the stage, and the disturbance that always existed because of his appearance gradually calmed down.

Some people are like this, without saying a word, a single look, can control the whole court.

For a moment, the man's low magnetic voice spread to every corner of the gymnasium through the microphone. After a simple self introduction and opening remarks, he entered the theme of the speech.

Even if the bottom already knew his identity, when he said he was jingboyuan, there was still an exclamation, but soon it was quiet.

Jing Boyuan didn't stop. There was a speech on the table in front of him. He rarely looked down to read it. His language was always fluent. It seemed that he was already familiar with the content of his speech.

In the whole process of the speech, everyone was attentive, without whispering or boring playing with their mobile phones. Occasionally, their mobile phones rang, and they were silent in the eyes of condemnation.

This group of students listened to the 40 minute speech more seriously than they did in high school.

Jing Boyuan had almost no pause in the whole process. He didn't even stop his breath. He spoke at an even speed until the end of his speech.

Looking at the mature and steady appearance of the successful entrepreneur on the stage, most of the girls below have heart palpitations.

No matter in which era, which race, or even which species, excellent males will be favored by more females.

There was a lot of applause.

The host gracefully walked onto the stage, holding a microphone and looking down the stage, "it seems that everyone is very affected by the seniors' speeches. It's rare for seniors to come to our school to make speeches. Today is not only the centennial anniversary of our school, but also the day of Freshmen's welcome party. There are not only senior bacon who are about to leave the university campus, but also fresh meat who are just entering the university campus."

All the young people were present, and the two network words of the host easily made the atmosphere of the scene relaxed and lively.

"Many people on the scene may have heard about the name of Jing Boyuan, the founder of Bowe group, but they don't know that this entrepreneur, who plays an important role in business, is a senior of the class 03 of our B University. Now, if you have any questions, please raise your hand. I believe our senior will know everything, There's no end to it. "

Jing Boyuan smiles calmly.

People at the bottom raised their hands.

But the host said with a smile: "there is a saying that the near water building gets the month first. Let me ask the first question first."

"Cut"

There's a lot of sobs down there.

The host still smiles appropriately and gracefully, "senior, what is the biggest problem you encounter in the process of starting a business, and how do you solve it?"

The theme of jingboyuan's speech is college students' entrepreneurship.

In succession, several sophomores and juniors put forward relevant questions. Jing Boyuan is not a humorous person. He answers every question with the dignity of a superior. It's easy to make the atmosphere of the scene solemn. The host tries to activate the atmosphere and not make the atmosphere too tense.

"Time is limited. You can only ask the last question. You can discuss in private what you want to know most."

There was a buzz below.

Finally, the microphone fell into the hands of a boy with big screens hanging on both sides of the rostrum. At this moment, the camera switched to the boy. He was about to speak. It seemed that a girl next to him tore off his clothes and muttered a few words. The boy gritted his teeth and stamped his feet with hatred. Holding the microphone, he said, "senior, the girl in our class asked me to ask you, What kind of woman do you like

The words burst into laughter.

The host's face changed slightly. Before that, she was afraid that the bottom people would ask anything out of line, so she took the lead to ask the first question. It was not only a demonstration for the bottom people, but also a reminder of what kind of questions to ask.

As far as she knows, this entrepreneur, who is always a successful general in business, never talks about private affairs in public, let alone such sensitive topics.

Several school leaders on the rostrum were not very good-looking, and they looked reproachfully at the ignorant boy.

The atmosphere under the stage became active because of the boy's problems, but the atmosphere on the rostrum became serious.

The headmaster winked at the host.

The host immediately understood and raised the microphone to clear his throat, ready to say something to expose the problem.