The allergies on Mo Yiyi's face were getting worse and worse.
She played with the ointment sent by Qin Yin in her hand and glanced at the bodyguard: "Are you saying that the ingredients of this ointment are not only safe, but the old professors in the laboratory also inquired about the origins of the preparer?"
"This Qin Yin is really not simple."
Since it was safe, she applied the ointment as if to give it a try.
The burning and itching feeling on my face and neck was replaced by a cool and comfortable feeling.
She couldn't help but sigh: "This ointment is quite comfortable to use."
Then he closed his eyes and cursed: Then, isn’t the beauty cream that Qin Yin said can remove scars and build muscle more powerful?
Qin Yinxue's pink and white skin flashed through her mind.
White, tender, smooth, and elastic!
As a woman, she couldn't help but be ready to make a move.
An hour later, Mo Yiyi looked in the mirror.
A scream suddenly came from the bedroom: "Oh my God, the swelling is gone!!"
Not only has the swelling gone, but most of the allergic erythema has also faded.
Moreover, she also felt that the skin in the areas where redness had faded was more tender and whiter...
What kind of magic ointment is this.
Mo Yiyi was so happy that she couldn't help but pose in a pity-like pose and took photos and sent them to the group of celebrities in the imperial capital.
Oh, how many people were waiting to see her disfigured.
She wanted to let them know that Mo Yiyi's beauty was still as stable as a mountain.
——
Qin Yin went to YM Financial Company.
Give top students and employees money to buy the latest high-end computers.
Qin Mo was the president of Qingbei University’s master’s and doctoral students’ union. As the founder of YM Financial, his first pot of gold was worth millions.
The money left to the company after the accident has supported YM Finance for four years. It is a god-level existence that many master's and doctoral students in northern Qing Dynasty look up to and worship.
When Qin Yin arrived for the first time, he looked childish and non-deterrent.
The aloof and arrogant master's degree students were not convinced by her.
Currently, Fu Senran is in charge, but no one dares to question it for the time being.
But Qin Yin knew very well that in order to completely control YM Finance, she had to establish her own prestige.
In the conference room.
"Qin Yin, are you crazy?"
"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."
"The liquidity in YM Financial's account is less than one million, and it's impossible for us to even get an invitation letter to participate in the Imperial Capital's 'Financial Summit'."
"Besides, you also want to compete with Ditang Financial and win the financial planning of Gangcheng Xianghai Group within five years. That is a listed group, and its daily turnover is more than one million."
Fu Senran frowned and pushed up his rimless glasses with his slender fingers, showing a bad attitude.
He didn't expect that Qin Yin would be even crazier than Qin Mo back then.
As expected of brother and sister, they are both radicals.
The Hong Kong City Xianghai Group has a market value of tens of billions and is one of the main guests of this "Financial Summit" in the imperial capital.
Moreover, there have long been rumors that Ditang Financial has long been matchmaking with Xianghai Group.
At present, there is only one financial plan that is enough to get Xianghai Group to nod and agree to cooperate.
"Qin Yin, the shopping mall is like a battlefield. You are too shallow and naive. You can only talk on paper, and you will definitely fail."
"Although you are the legal person of YM Financial, you have not participated in any decision-making management in the past four years, and you have not even graduated from college. Why should we listen to you?"
"What's more, you are a weak little girl. Do you really think that you can use Master Qin Mo to have the decision-making power to do whatever you want? Are you responsible for the collapse of YM?"
"If you keep talking nonsense, get out of YM. We don't need an unprofessional child pointing fingers."
The master's and doctoral students slapped the table and expressed doubts.
The dislike and contempt for Qin Yin are extremely sharp. Great power in academia cannot be bought with money.
It can only be conquered with strength!
For a moment, the conference room was in chaos.
Any other little girl would have been frightened to tears by this scene.
But Qin Yin sat calmly on the main seat of the meeting, slowly playing with a Bodhi bracelet left by Qin Mo with his fingertips.
Qin Yin glanced at everyone, after they had vented their dissatisfaction and doubts.
She raised a strand of hair on her side cheek and twirled it around her fingertips.
The girl's apricot eyes were half narrowed dangerously, and the sharp publicity in her bones suddenly burst out: "Qin Mo was able to found YM at the age of twenty, win a million-dollar project, and create a legend in the industry."
"Then I, Qin Yin, can support YM Finance at the age of twenty!"
"So what if she was a girl? She died early in the morning."
"In the workplace, only strength and skills speak for themselves."
"No matter how arrogant and talented you are, you are still employed by a little girl like me."
"When you see me, you should respectfully call me Mr. Qin!"
Qin Yin has a cold and sharp temperament, a face as cold as ice, and a light voice with a strong voice.
His aura alone shocked everyone in the conference room.
But, this is not enough.
She raised her eyebrows, threw the bracelet on the table, and said in a loud voice, "In three days, I will place the invitation letter for the 'Financial Summit' on the table in front of me."
"At that time, please be prepared to go to the summit battlefield with me!"
Soldiers first and courtesy second, Qin Yin's fierce career ambitions are undoubtedly revealed.
At that moment, everyone seemed to see in her the scene when Master Qin Mo took 20,000 yuan to register a company four years ago.
He made a desperate move and ambitiously leveraged a million-dollar financial commission on his first project, a god-level precedent.
Fu Senran stood up, his figure clear and tall, his thin lips smiling: "Mr. Qin, I'll wait for your good news."
The master's and doctoral students restrained their contempt and ridicule towards Qin Yin and continued to tease: "Mr. Xiao Qin, don't let everyone down..."
Moyuan.
As soon as Qin Yin entered the door, he was keenly aware of the low pressure surrounding the entire Mo Garden.
The servants are all in danger.
Qin Yin walked into the master bedroom and saw Mo Yichen's wheelchair parked next to the couch where she usually slept. He was tearing up her white washed clothes and throwing them all over the floor.
The man moved slowly and slowly, as if he was doing the most noble and elegant thing in the world.
Qin Yin was shocked, stepped forward and grabbed a torn white shirt, frowning in confusion: "Mo Yichen, what's your habit of tearing my clothes off?"
Hearing the movement, Mo Yichen looked at her with sparkling eyes as dark as obsidian.
He smiled half-heartedly, and his deep voice contained a dangerous aura: "How can you put on new ones if you don't tear off the old ones?"
The thin anger in the man's eyes was suppressed by his cold arrogance.
He used the money to buy her new clothes, but it would be better for her to use it to support a man?
Or a male college student?
You can raise eighteen of them in one go! !
Oh, I really have a big appetite.
If you think he can't do it, why treat him?
Qin Yin was stunned. She almost forgot that Mo Yichen gave her a card to buy new clothes this morning.
But she had forgotten how long it had been since she wore new clothes.
The clothes she wore in the Jun family these years were basically Jun Tangyue's old clothes that she didn't need anymore.
The style is outdated, the color is old, and some are even broken. She will sew them up herself and redesign them to continue wearing them.
The Jun family always said that everything given to her was exactly the same as Jun Tangyue's, and she took away half of everything that belonged to Jun Tangyue.
However, everything she got was the leftovers that Jun Tangyue picked up and got tired of using.
Even she couldn't refuse. To refuse would be to despise the Jun family's compensation and gifts to her, and to ruin Jun Tangyue's feelings...
Thinking of this, she looked at Mo Yichen with a somewhat aggrieved look.
Regardless of past life or this life, only Mo Yichen was aware of his embarrassment.
I feel sorry for her wearing a T-shirt and jeans that have no sense of design and turned white after washing.
He was the same way in his previous life. Sekhar bought her new clothes.
Let her feel that she can be valued by others, and she deserves to wear expensive clothes and priceless jewelry...
But at that time, she didn't care about his kindness.
After a brief moment of emotion, he became furiously resistant.
Seeing her in a daze, Mo Yichen's face instantly turned terrifyingly gloomy, mixed emotions surged in his eyes, and he sneered:
"Qin Yin, you used my money to support a man, but you felt wronged first?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yichen's eyes darkened.
He didn't care about Qin Yin, but he was unhappy with her getting close to him by any means necessary for money.
But the next moment, Qin Yin suddenly bent over and leaned closer to him.
The girl's fingertips grasped his expensive collar, their eyes met, her apricot eyes were clear and charming: "Mo Yichen, I don't have a man, I only have you!"
"Also, this piece of clothing I'm wearing is also an old one. Do you want to... tear it up?"
Qin Yin's heart was beating wildly, as if he was drunk. His skin was thin, sensitive, and a little hot.
She thought, she must be crazy!
Mo Yichen raised his eyes and was almost shocked by Qin Yin's nonsense again. He restrained himself and shouted: "What nonsense..." What?
Qin Yin was startled for a moment, and when he regained consciousness, he was about to move away, but suddenly his feet became unsteady and he pounced forward.
Although she held the armrests of the wheelchair with her hands, her moist and soft lips brushed across Mo Yichen's eyebrows and landed on the tip of his tall nose...
At the same time, the bedroom door was opened.
The dignified Mrs. Mo's expression instantly changed from shock to snickering: "Hey, young people really want to watch more movies."
"Look, my eldest grandson has finally enlightened~"
