I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot

Sang Qianqian trotted all the way upstairs, ran into the room, took the computer and went downstairs, without disturbing the driver at home, she took a taxi to the hospital.

On the bench outside the door of the intensive care unit, Shen Hanyu was concentrating on checking the information, typing something on the computer from time to time.

Sang Qianqian walked over lightly and sat down beside him.

Shen Hanyu raised his eyes and couldn't help but be slightly startled: "What are you doing here again?"

"To help you."

Sang Qianqian turned on the computer, "You tell me the story you want to tell, and I'll help you with the presentation PPT."

Shen Hanyu frowned.

Sang Qian said quickly, "I used to be in an international school and won the PPT competition. If you don't believe me, look at my work..."

She handed the computer to Shen Hanyu, and on the screen was her award-winning PPT work.

Shen Hanyu didn't look at it at all, his black eyes were cold: "Sang Qianqian, go home."

Sang Qianqian lowered her head, did not speak or move, and silently expressed her insistence.

Shen Hanyu raised his hand, closed her computer with a snap, and pulled her up with a cold face.

Sang Qianqian refused to leave, and tugged at the back of the chair with her fingers: "Shen Hanyu, I can really do PPT..."

"No need." Shen Hanyu held her wrist without pity.

His strength was very heavy, and she was hurt. She didn't expect Shen Hanyu to be so inhumane, and she couldn't help but turn red.

Sang Qianqian held back her emotions, "I really want to do something for you with such a big thing happening today. If you don't want to help, I'll just leave."

She was inexplicably sad in her heart, sad that the direction of things might really go in the direction of her dream, but at this moment, she couldn't stop anything.

Shen Hanyu looked down at her, the girl's head was hanging low, and on her slender and curled eyelashes like a crow's feather, a crystal teardrop trembled, shaking.

It seemed that something passed over the tip of my heart, and my heart softened for no reason.

Sang Qianqian had already stood up holding the computer, and was about to leave with a sad expression.

"Don't you want to help me?"

Shen Hanyu's voice sounded slowly, "Then do it well, let me see the strength of your champion."

Sang Qianqian finally knew why her father only met Shen Shaofeng once, and he admired Shen Shaofeng very much.

Businessmen seek more profit, but Shen Shaofeng is different.

He could have sold the patented chip technology and easily become a billionaire.

Otherwise, accepting capital investment to get the company listed as soon as possible can also make a lot of money.

But Shen Shaofeng did not. He wanted to make domestic chips and mobile phones, so that the domestic mobile phone market would no longer be blocked by foreign technology.

Such lofty ambitions are rare.

And Shen Shaofeng is the luckiest, perhaps he has a son like Shen Hanyu.

Sang Pengcheng once praised him as a young and promising young genius, and he really deserves this evaluation.

How old was he four years ago?

At the age of 14 or 15, he was already able to help Shen Shaofeng solve the problems in research and development. The lines of code he wrote down made him feel ashamed even if he saw a professional.

Sang Qianqian looked at Shen Shaofeng, who was unconscious in the intensive care unit, and then looked at Shen Hanyu, who was concentrating on reading materials.

I suddenly had a bold decision in my heart.

Sang Qianqian did not design according to the previous PPT ideas.

Instead, a brand new theme was set for this conference: "Promising" and "Breaking the Waves".

When the PPT was ready for Shen Hanyu to see, he finished browsing and didn't speak for a while.

Shen Hanyu gave her a deep look, "Yes."

He had already prepared for the worst. If Sang Qianqian's PPT could not meet his requirements, he would simply not use it and give the whole speech without script.

Unexpectedly, the effect she made was much more brilliant than he expected.

If my father saw this PPT and knew that a little girl could empathize with his painstaking efforts, he would be very pleased.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Wei Qinghua hurried to the hospital to report that the site problem had been resolved.

Hearing that Shen Hanyu was going to use the PPT made by Sang Qianqian, Wei Qinghua was in a hurry, "Why don't you think about it again, such an important press conference can't go wrong because of the PPT..."

It's not that he doesn't trust Sang Qianqian, but looking at such a pampered little girl, she doesn't look like someone who can do PPT.

What's more, today's press conference was broadcast live, and the audience was more than tens of millions. How could it be a child's play!

Shen Hanyu didn't explain, but pointed to the computer and motioned Wei Qinghua to read it for himself.

Wei Qinghua was very disapproving, and glanced at it very perfunctorily.

After turning two pages, his expression became solemn involuntarily.

The PPT is divided into two themes, "Promising" and "Breaking the Waves".

"Promising" focuses on chips, not only that the Shen family company has great potential, but also implies that in the future, domestic mobile phone chips will also have great potential in the international market.

"Baolang" is aimed at the new mobile phone products released this time, brand-new chip mobile phones that do not rely on any foreign technology, are riding the wind and waves, and the future can be expected.

After reading it all, Wei Qinghua was already too excited, and even said three good words: "Okay, good, good! Just use this, there is absolutely no problem! Girl, you are more powerful than our professional design talents!"

Sang Qianqian: "..."

It's a little embarrassing to be praised.

...

There were a lot of guests at the press conference of Longxing Building, and various media gathered.

This conference can be described as a grand event in the mobile phone industry. The first self-developed mobile phone and self-developed chip in China were launched for the first time.

Sang Qianqian stayed in the hospital and witnessed the live broadcast of the event through her mobile phone.

In front of the huge LED screen, Shen Hanyu was dressed in a black suit, calmly and methodically talking.

Overnight, the youthful spirit in him was restrained, and replaced by a calm and determined, capable and decisive.

This conference started less than 20 minutes ago, and it rushed to the top of the hot search.

Soon, #shenhanyuyouwei, #shenhanyubaolang, #shenhanyukushuai, #shenhanyujuvenilegenius, and other keywords, occupied the top ten of the hot search list, and the press conference is not over yet , the topic reading volume has exceeded 100 million.

Sang Qianqian let out a long sigh, the press conference was finally held successfully, and she could be a little more relaxed.

However, it is only a little wider. Whether my brother is related to the car accident is still unknown.

Sang Qianqian prayed in her heart, I hope, I hope not.