From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love
Chapter 122 Spoiling Qiaoqiao

Chapter 122: Chapter 122 Spoiling Qiaoqiao

Secretary Zhao listened to Li Yehan’s instructions, somewhat surprised.

"Mr. Li, don’t you dislike taking photos?"

Li Yehan looked up, raised an eyebrow, and asked, "Now I like it. Do you have a problem with that?"

Where could Secretary Zhao dare to object? As long as Li Yehan liked it, that was all that mattered.

"Mr. Li, it’s great that you like it. I’ll contact the photographer right now and ensure the task you assigned is completed."

Secretary Zhao walked out, while Li Yehan’s eyes sparkled with an ardent smile as he picked up his phone to call Nan Qiao.

"Qiaoqiao, what would you like for lunch? I’ll buy it and deliver it to you."

Nan Qiao: "I’m busy at noon and won’t be eating at the office. You don’t need to deliver anything to me."

Li Yehan’s expression changed abruptly, his tone full of concern, "What’s the matter? Do you need my help?"

"No need, Li Yehan, I’m busy with work. Goodbye."

Nan Qiao hung up the phone, and Li Yehan suddenly felt in a bad mood.

No one had ever been able to affect his emotions; Nan Qiao was the first.

Li Yehan called Secretary Zhao back in.

"Qiaoqiao says she’s busy. Secretary Zhao, do you think she’s really busy, or does she not want to talk to me?"

Secretary Zhao: "..."

This was unheard of!

Mr. Li was actually affected by a woman’s words and actions?

"Mr. Li, Miss Nan Qiao is now the company’s boss, and you’ve given her several partnerships; she is indeed busy, not deliberately avoiding talking to you."

Li Yehan frowned, his voice ice-cold as he said, "Hurry up and let those people finish the work themselves. Don’t keep bothering Qiaoqiao. If they want to collaborate with Qiaoqiao, they should conscientiously do the work."

Secretary Zhao stood dumbfounded. Was there ever a boss like Li Yehan?

In order to let Nan Qiao earn more money, he didn’t hesitate to let his own company’s people finish the work. Nan Qiao only needed to review it.

Li Yehan added, "Give them a raise. As long as they finish the work and don’t bother Qiaoqiao, that’s good enough."

Secretary Zhao was enviously compliant.

"Alright, I’ll tell them to work overtime right now."

When Secretary Zhao sent out the orders, he received a response full of shock.

"What does the big boss mean? Is he chasing after Mr. Qiao?"

"I guess he is. Mr. Qiao is probably the big boss’s wife. The big boss is splurging on his wife’s fun."

After a brief discussion, several people started working overtime.

As long as Mr. Qiao is happy, that’s all that matters!

...

Nan Qiao discovered that the partners had finished their tasks and was somewhat astonished as she picked up the phone to call them.

The person in charge at the partner company answered with a smile, "Mr. Qiao, here’s the thing. We are a new company and currently don’t have a lot of work on our hands; the employees were all thinking the company might close down. Having them do a bit more also helps to reassure their hearts."

Nan Qiao: "..."

She was somewhat skeptical.

"Really?" Nan Qiao remained doubtful.

The partner laughed and said, "Mr. Qiao, I’m telling the absolute truth. You might not know, but our company is just starting out, and everyone’s enthusiasm is high. They’re willing to work non-stop so the company can grow stronger and bigger. The company’s well-being ensures they won’t lose their jobs."

Nan Qiao also knew that the current employment rate really wasn’t high, and quite a few companies were laying off employees.

The staff continuously worked hard to keep their jobs and ensure the company’s continued development.

With that in mind, Nan Qiao understood.

"If that’s the case, the revenue we discussed needs to be adjusted. You do more work, you should get more. If we do less on our side, then we should take less."

"Mr. Qiao, you absolutely can’t say that. We’re just lending a hand; it’s no trouble, no hardship. The contract is already signed; there’s no need for changes. I know you’re busy with work too. You should carry on with your tasks, and I’ll hang up now. Goodbye, Mr. Qiao."

Nan Qiao: "..."

The call was disconnected, and Nan Qiao was perplexed.

A knock sounded on the office door, and the person who came in was called He Li, Xiao Ma’s girlfriend.

He Li, carrying a design draft, sat down attentively and said, "Mr. Qiao, these are the design drafts I drew. What do you think?"

He Li spread out the designs, and Nan Qiao immediately recognized the familiar traces.

The inspiration for these designs came from her work, and with He Li’s drawings, they didn’t brighten people’s eyes. Instead, they seemed somewhat convoluted.

"He Li, did these designs all come from your inspiration? Did you draw them?"

He Li nodded: "Yes."

Nan Qiao said, "He Li, these designs look very familiar to me. This one is the Huai Xi Autumn-Winter design of ’19, this one is the Huai Xi Spring-Autumn style. As a designer, haven’t you seen Huai Xi’s clothing?"

He Li’s eyes flickered, surprised by the breadth of Nan Qiao’s knowledge.

"These designs can’t be used. If you want to be a designer, you need to show your own strength."

He Li nodded in embarrassment, then scurried away dejectedly.

...

As He Li passed by Rong Yan’s desk, he noticed him browsing through Huai Xi’s previous works and asked displeasedly, "Rong Yan, are you trying to copy Huai Xi’s works?"

Rong Yan looked up, his inexperienced face showing a hint of bewilderment, "Why would you say that?"

"Aren’t you looking at Huai Xi’s works?"

Rong Yan, puzzled, said, "I’m admiring Master Huai Xi’s works because I idolize him. Since when does admiration equate to plagiarism?"

He Li’s face colored with embarrassment, but she tried to save face, "Rong Yan, you need to have your own concept. You can’t always be looking through other people’s designs."

He Li, disgruntled, returned to her seat, her face seething with anger.

Xiao Ma came to her side, and He Li vented angrily about Nan Qiao’s criticism of her.

"What does she know about design? To judge my work so casually, it infuriates me."

Xiao Ma held her hand and soothed her gently, "My dear lady, calm down. Mr. Qiao might really understand design; did you forget? She was the one who solved the last PR crisis!"

He Li’s face still showed displeasure, "Why are you still speaking up for her?"

He Li was about to make more of a fuss, but Xiao Ma cajoled her.

Nan Qiao, stepping outside, happened to witness this scene.

It seemed internal staff changes were needed in the company.

...

Nan Qiao returned home to find a clothing rack in the living room with a few evening dresses; Bai Yurou was choosing one.

Bai Yurou’s face was full of smiles as she said, "It’s Uncle Li’s birthday party tomorrow. I had a few dresses sent over. Sister, would you like to pick one?"

"No need, thank you," replied Nan Qiao, pouring a glass of water to drink.

Bai Yurou sat down beside her, with evident curiosity, "Sister, aren’t you going to the birthday party tomorrow? If you don’t choose a dress, how will you attend the party? You’re not planning on wearing what you have on, are you?"

Nan Qiao disliked Bai Yurou getting so close, "I have clothes, no need for your concern."

Nan Qiao stood up and walked upstairs, while Bai Yurou pouted and selected a sensual deep V red dress.

Mrs. Fang praised, "Fourth Miss, you look really beautiful in this dress. Men still prefer sensual women; Mr. Li will see your perfect figure, and all his attention will be attracted to you."

Bai Yurou smiled lightly, "Mrs. Fang, you have good taste."

Mrs. Fang laughed and continued to flatter, waiting until Bai Yurou didn’t seem angry before she finally let out a sigh of relief.