Quickly wear me and start a career in this plane

Chapter 122 Green plums cannot withstand the fall from the sky (End)

"Shang Que, what we are doing will definitely have meaning in the future. Those people are despicable and shameless and have stolen many things passed down by our ancestors openly and covertly." When Wen Run thought of this, his heart ached inexplicably.

"Brother Wen, I was wrong." Shang Que joined this team because he wanted to protect them passionately.

If he was asked to choose between his work and money, he would choose the former without hesitation.

"Telling you so much is a waste of my time. Hurry up and put my car up for sale." Wen Run returned to his usual calmness and composure.

"Okay." Shang Que ran out of the simple studio in a gust of wind.

Wen Run hadn't even finished sewing half of his sleeves when he heard Shangque's loudspeaker sounding at the door.

"Brother Wen, there is a big enemy who bought your car for one million at a time and said he would pick up the car at the door of the studio right away." Shang Que almost jumped for joy.

"You didn't specify that this was a second-hand car. Even a new car can't be sold for half a million yuan." Wen Run stopped what he was doing and frowned slightly.

"I wrote it clearly and marked it with big red characters. The buyer must have seen it." Shang Que explained for himself that he can be reliable in his work.

"Is this Mr. Wen's studio?" Two beautiful figures appeared at the door, Qian Xun was very polite.

"Yes, you are?" Shang Que looked at them and couldn't guess for a moment what these two young and beautiful girls wanted to do with them.

"I bought Mr. Wen's car and wanted to meet him in private." Qianxun got straight to the point.

"You are the one who took advantage of me." Shang Que, a big mouth, said whatever he wanted.

Wen Run couldn't even cover his mouth in time.

"Handsome guy, what you're saying is a small matter. I'm buying a car. Mr. Wen just solves the urgent problem of tight funds. In addition, I also want to provide you with a big stage to display clothes." Qianxun explained the purpose of his visit.

"Miss, I won't sell my car, and I won't bring my clothes to your big stage to show off your guests." Upon hearing this, Wen Run knew that Qianxun was just like the previous wave of people, staring at his work and trying to take advantage of it. Have it for yourself.

"Mr. Wen, don't rush me away yet. I haven't finished speaking yet." Qianxun could see that he was very resistant to her visit.

"I'm providing the stage for free. You can register with your own studio name and I won't interfere." As soon as Qianxun said this, Wen Run's face showed a hint of shock.

"My team originally designed a lot of retro clothing like this, but unfortunately, we were stabbed in the back." Qianxun had no choice but to express his difficulties.

"However, our design materials and craftsmanship cannot reach your high level." Qianxun is pragmatic.

"How do you conclude that I will listen to you?" Wen Run was already wavering.

"Because, more than anyone else, you hope that the treasures left by our ancestors can be shown to the world and tell them loudly that these are genuine products." Qianxun just met Wen Run's expectations.

"You guys come in, Shang Que will go get the best tea to entertain the distinguished guests." Wen Run was moved.

"Sister Xun, you are so awesome." The two left Wen Run's studio and returned to the car. Axia gave a thumbs up.

"They are amazing people and have never changed their original intentions. I just paid a little money and talked a little bit, but didn't do anything." From the bottom of his heart, Qian Xun respects craftsmen like Wen Run who protect cultural heritage.

"Go back and draft a share purchase notice. I am only responsible for investing money. They are responsible for restoring the costumes in the ancient paintings and ancient books and holding a fashion exhibition once a year." Qianxun set a small goal.

"Sister Xun, leave it to me." Axia was full of confidence.

Cheng Yuan took away all the money, moved to another city, and started his life again.

He is locking in a fashion show live broadcast channel.

Cheng Yuan personally planted a time bomb for Qianxun. He was the one who sold Qianxun's design drawings to his competitors.

Qianxun will definitely not be able to come up with new styles of catwalk clothes in such a short period of time.

"Wow, these costumes are so beautiful. I've only seen them on murals. I never thought someone could recreate them one to one." The barrage was filled with excited praises.

This is impossible, he has obviously messed up.

"Located on the target, he is in this apartment." Cheng Yuan didn't know that he was surrounded.

Someone rings the doorbell.

"Who?" Cheng Yuan looked out through the peephole.

"Sir, courier, has your package." A man wearing a courier hat answered skillfully.

Cheng Yuan opened the door without doubting his presence.

"Hey, what are you doing? It's against the law to handcuff me." Cheng Yuan struggled hard.

"Cheng Yuan, you have been arrested. Ms. Wang and her child were kidnapped. The kidnappers said you were the boss behind the scenes." The plainclothes policeman dragged him out.

"Cheng Jiahe is out of danger. The first thing he did when he woke up was to call the police, saying that he was knocked unconscious by you using an ashtray." He was behind every incident, and all witnesses were there.

"I didn't, I was wronged. Snow Oak, Snow Oak, go and ask a lawyer to help me." Cheng Yuan pulled his neck and shouted into the room.

Xue Li was stunned but did not come out to look at him.

Cheng Yuan was sentenced.

Xue Li escaped, she packed her luggage and left this place of right and wrong quickly.

Snow Oak found that her life was getting worse day by day. She lost her job after one day of work, and then became poorer day by day.

She originally wanted to rely on her youth and beauty to have children and find a man to marry.

But those men didn't know they took the wrong medicine, and they were very obsessed with her at first. When it came to talking about marriage, they all seemed to have disappeared from the world and could not be contacted.

Xue Yue has been struggling to get married.

Every year, she would glare at the big screen showing the fashion show in the square and curse.

Because that fashion show was a studio funded by Qianxun.

It can make a lot of money for her every year.

Qianxun on the big screen is as young and fashionable as ever. Several years have passed, and the years have not left any trace on her face.

She was surrounded by several handsome models and walked to the center of the stage to accept everyone's praise and blessings.

Qianxun's life has become the envy and jealousy of many women.

A few years later, Cheng Yuan was released, and he immediately found Snow Oak.

Cheng Yuan's temper became even more unstable.

"Cheng Yuan, I don't think we are suitable for each other. It's best for everyone to separate." Even if Xue Qu couldn't get married, she didn't want to form a new family with Cheng Yuan, a burden.

This man is completely useless. Whoever becomes a family with him will be unlucky for eighteen lifetimes.

"Xue Li, if you dare to despise me, believe it or not, I will chop you up." Cheng Yuan angrily pulled out his kitchen knife and rushed to Xue Li.

"Cheng Yuan, calm down, murder is punishable by death." Xue Li shivered in fear.

"Don't mention the word sentencing to me. You bitch, I asked you to find a lawyer for me. Did you find one?"