Qin Yanchen let go Qiao Ansheng and walked to Song Cheng.

He was a little taller than Song Cheng, with slightly drooping eyes and narrowing his slender eyes, looking at people with a kind of indifferent indifference and provocation.

Thanks to his good looks, otherwise he would have been so arrogant that he would have been beaten to such a long time ago.

"Do you know why you are not favored?"

This sentence poked Song Cheng's sore spot, causing him to look up suddenly, and he didn't care about the difference between the superiors and subordinates. His expression was quite angry and his eyes were about to break.

"If you are rejected, you will give up on yourself. It is useless like a piece of mud and cannot be supported on the wall..."

Song Cheng accepted his sarcasm, and the blood of anger flowed into his eyes. He pursed his lips tightly, clasped his hands into fists, hanging down to the edge of his legs, and there was a sound of princessing at his knuckles.

"Your love is superficial."

Qin Yanchen's voice was already a bit cold texture, and he used a sarcastic tone, which made Song Cheng's joints sound in a quaint manner.

Qiao Ansheng had no doubts, if he hadn't been concerned about Qin Yanchen's identity.

Song Cheng's fist might have already been greeted at this time.

"If you really like it, you don't give up on yourself. You should try to make yourself better. Excellent enough to make people unable to refuse. Only when you are excellent enough can you get what you want."

He didn't speak loudly, but he always maintained a calm tone and volume.

Qiao Ansheng rarely hears him say so many things to others, but when he reminisces, every word is reasonable.

“Now there is a chance to make you better…”

Song Cheng was originally full of anger, but Qin Yanchen's words seemed to pour a basin of cold water on his anger, which wiped out a lot of his anger.

He let go of his clenched fist: "Opportunity? What opportunity?"

"The quota for exchange projects between the company and its American subsidiaries has been released."

Song Cheng was even more stunned: "Isn't only people at the general manager level able to participate in that study quota?"

Qin Yanchen glanced at him coldly: "Someone gave this opportunity to you..."

Song Cheng stopped.

He didn't say anything, but his eyes passed by Qin Yanchen and looked at Qiao Ansheng.

Qiao Ansheng was stunned by his solemn look.

"Is this person you are talking about An Sheng? Did she give me this opportunity?"

After a few rounds of back and forth on Qiao Ansheng, Song Cheng's expression was a little hard to describe.

"An Sheng...you..."

Qiao Ansheng knew nothing about this, but since Qin Yanchen had already said that, she had to climb down the slope and nodded.

"Senior, you are really excellent. Although I am very sorry to you and I, I still hope that you can become better and not be depressed because of this."

"After all, your life journey has just begun..."

While Qiao Ansheng was talking, Song Cheng's eyes kept sticking to her.

Her words were all filled with words in her ears. He had previously resented Qiao Ansheng since he was married, why didn't he speak up openly?

This made him stage a scene of clown playing the role.

But now he was thinking about it. At the beginning, he was too delusional. He naturally thought that Qiao Ansheng was single. Without asking, he recklessly disturbed Qiao Ansheng with his own will.

After thinking about this, the gloom between Song Cheng's eyebrows suddenly eased a lot: "Thank you, An Sheng..."

His entangled brows relaxed, and the resentment he had originally developed towards Qiao Ansheng also disappeared.

Qin Yanchen was right. The reason why he was rejected was because of the visible gap between him and Qin Yanchen, so he could not be depressed.

He wants to seize every opportunity and make himself work hard to become a better person, so that Qiao Ansheng or others in the future have no reason to refuse him.

Song Cheng's eyes were a little disappointed, and at this moment, he seemed to be ignited by something. He hugged the bouquet of flowers and came to Qiao Ansheng, reaching out to shake her hand...

But Qin Yanchen blocked him impatiently.

Song Cheng also understood, so he just stood there honestly, but he sent the flower back to Qiao Ansheng's arms again.

"An Sheng, thank you very much! Mr. Qin is right! I was rejected just once, and it would be useless to be in such a slump! And I really don't have any capital to compete with Mr. Qin now..."

Song Cheng's eyes were tightly locked Qiao Ansheng.

"I decided to study in the United States for a while and make myself a better person. When I come back again, I think I can have the capital to say I like it here!"

Qiao Ansheng hugged the flower in his arms blankly, looked at Song Cheng's face that became angry again, and did not interrupt him. He just squeezed out a smile and responded: "Ah, yes!"

Song Cheng's eyes were burning, and the flames of hope were flashing in his eyes.

"I hope that when we meet again next time, I will be so outstanding that you can take a look at me..."

Song Cheng thanked Qiao Ansheng again. He was now full of fighting spirit and felt an indescribable vitality. After saying goodbye to Qiao Ansheng, he walked to his office and prepared to go.

Qiao Ansheng waved his smile and sent him away, and his arms suddenly became empty.

She lowered her head, the bouquet of flowers in her arms had been picked up by the man and threw them into the trash can from the air.

With a "dong...", the bouquet of flowers had already inserted the petals into the trash can.

Qiao Ansheng thought the man was so concerned, he found it funny.

She came to Qin Yanchen: "Since you mind the senior's affairs to me so much, I thought you were going to fire him..."

If this were to be done before, Qin Yanchen, a super jealous jar, might have caused some trouble.

Qiao Ansheng originally regretted Song Cheng's talent, but he didn't expect that Qin Yanchen did not make a big move this time, but instead chose the most peaceful solution.

Turn swords into jade and silk.

Qiao Ansheng couldn't help but give Qin Yanchen a thumbs up and praised: "Yes, I didn't expect my husband to know how to use everything he wants!"

All Qin Yanchen's emotions were dispersed by this sentence.

Although he is not a thin-skinned person, when he hears this sentence, he can't help but feel a strong impulse surge in all parts of his body.

It made him look like a young boy who had just emerged from the cottage. At that moment, he actually felt like he wanted to blush.

He walked over, carried the person who was smiling happily over there and hugged him, and sat directly on the sofa.
Chapter completed!