What else can Qiao Mianmian say.
She was afraid to pit the other side, so that the other side reconsidered.
Since they decided to sign her after they knew everything, she had no reason to refuse.
Anyway, she's already said what she should have said.
It's not her fault that the products can't be sold at that time.
"Mr. Zhang, since you have considered it clearly, we have a good cooperation." Joe bent his lips and held out a hand.
Zhang Hai also extended his hand and said with a smile, "Miss Qiao, happy cooperation."
*
Zhang Hai left from the crew, got on the bus and dialed a phone to go out.
After connecting, he respectfully said to the person at the other end of the mobile phone: "Gong Shao, the matter has been done."
The man's deep, hoarse voice said, "did she sign the contract?"
"Yes, the contract has been signed. According to Gong Shao's instructions, he gave a normal contract fee. Miss Jo doesn't seem to have any doubts
On the other side.
In the palace's studio.
There are few objects in Norda's studio. The white curtain is rolled up by the wind, and several pots of newly blooming lilies are planted on the exposed windowsill.
Outside the window is the palace garden.
In midsummer, many flowers are blooming in time. At a glance, they are colorful.
Gong Zeli sat by the window, his shirt sleeve rolled to his elbow, one hand holding a brush, dipped in some paint, and gently depicted the girl's beautiful face on the drawing board with a brush.
He's on the phone in his other hand.
After a few words, he left his cell phone aside.
The man's attention was focused on the painting in front of him.
On the drawing board, there is a beautiful girl with delicate face, long curly hair, long white skirt, sitting on the beach barefoot.
Her feet were soaked in the sea, and a part of her skirt was soaked in the sea.
There are several seagulls around the girl. The girl reaches out her hand and holds a seagull in her palm.
The girl looked at the gull in her palm and laughed sweetly and warmly.
This painting is almost finished.
Miyazawa from holding a brush, in the girl's dark eyes on the point, the girl that pair of smart black eyes, looking at more angry.
Miyazawa finished his last painting and put away his brush.
He sat in front of the easel, staring at the girl in the picture for a long time.
No matter how he drew, he could not draw her own charm.
Miyazawa li felt that he must be in a daze during this period of time.
When he went back to the party that day, he began to dream about Joe more often.
These few nights, almost every night, she will enter his dream.
He felt that he had psychological problems and became abnormal.
He seems to have installed two villains in his heart. Every day, the two villains keep arguing in his body.
A villain said: don't cheat your friend's wife. Qiao Mianmian is your brother's woman. No matter how much you like her, you can't have any idea about her. Miyazawa from, you give up, your life is impossible.
Another villain said: it's not easy for you to meet the woman you like. Maybe in addition to her, you will never meet the second woman who makes you move in your life. Do you really want to give up like this? Do you really want to fight for one. Are you sure you won't regret it in the future.
Every day, these two thoughts would circulate in his mind.
He spent every day in such contradictions.
Mingming had decided to give up, but the next day, he felt unwilling and changed his mind.