Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

Jiang Qiuyi sent Zhen Ping away. Lin Shanshan and another clerk in the store looked at each other and said with emotion, "Where is this rich woman from?"

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while, but still didn't reveal the identity of Zhen Ping.

She guessed that Zhen Ping should not want others to know that she would come to buy things in such an obscure shop.

Jiang Qiuyi thought, and smiled lightly: "There are a lot of rich people, and you will get used to it if you have more contact."

Lin Shanshan nodded: "This is true."

She looked at Jiang Qiuyi and said with a smile: "I have been in the store for a few days and I have been exposed to a lot of life that I didn't even dare to think about before."

Jiang Qiuyi hugged her: "Thank you."

Lin Shanshan shook her head: "Not at all, if it wasn't for your help, I still don't know what kind of life I am living."

She looked at Jiang Qiuyi and said seriously: "Really, thank you very much."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows: "You are polite."

She looked at her and asked in a low voice: "Is it really fun to go to work?"

Lin Shanshan stared at her for a while, and thought: "I can't say it's fun, but you will see hope."

Although very tired, Lin Shanshan feels that going to work can make her look forward to.

There is a salary every month. If you work hard, the salary is not low. Her life will be guaranteed, she can eat what she was reluctant to eat before, and she can plan every step of her future.

Jiang Qiuyi was startled, and suddenly found the point.

Although her current life is happy, it really seems a little hopeless.

She only thought that she would divorce Lu Mingcheng in a year and leave the house alone.

She only thought of making some investment in advance to protect her life after divorce. But she didn't think about more possibilities.

Jiang Qiuyi knew that she was not suitable to come to work in a Nijin shop.

This is not very suitable for her, she is only suitable for investing in Nijin.

She stood in place and pondered for a while, and then realized that she should have gone out to take a look.

She can't just buy up happiness every day, she hopes that while being happy, she can also make herself progress and get better and better.

There is no hope for a person who is standing still forever. Even without Xu Wanbai, there may be others.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuyi had an idea.

Lin Shanshan watched the change in her expression and shouted, "Qiu Yi."

"what?"

Jiang Qiuyi returned to his senses and looked at her with a smile, "I have an idea."

Lin Shanshan was startled: "What are your thoughts?"

Jiang Qiuyi raised her eyebrows: "I also want to find a job that I like."

"...Are you sure? Work may not be so free."

"definite."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled and said, "No, I will find a free job."

Lin Shanshan: "..."

The two chatted for a while, and after knowing Jiang Qiuyi's thoughts, Lin Shanshan raised her hands in agreement.

"When did you make an appointment with that person?"

"tomorrow."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at the phone and said quietly, "If it goes well, I might just make a decision directly."

"Hmm."

Lin Shanshan supported her, "I think you can try, after all, you are buying now, and you are buying as a buyer."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Right, maybe I can find a lot of good things for myself."

Lin Shanshan smiled.

After spending most of the day in the store, Jiang Qiuyi went home.

The room was empty, only the servant and Uncle Xu were there.

Jiang Qiuyi ate something casually downstairs and went back to the room to make plans for himself.

She asked Sheng Qingni, the buyer of the job, and asked her what she knew about fashion magazines.

Sheng Qingni was quiet for a long time, and said seriously: "I think you might as well be the owner of a fashion magazine if you are a buyer."

Jiang Qiuyi: "?"

Sheng Qingni: "I think you will like it better, owner of a fashion magazine."

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi choked slightly and couldn't laugh or cry: "I can't afford a magazine."

"Your husband can."

Sheng Qingni said: "Buy it, it's actually feasible, but you will definitely get angry. And there are various business missions, but the boss is different."

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while, "I don't know why, I think what you said makes sense."

Sheng Qingni: "Yes, and most of the fashion magazines are linked with entertainers in the entertainment industry. Do you have any favorite artists?"

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while, "It doesn't seem to be."

Sheng Qingni: "Well, then your idea of ​​being a boss is not strong and understandable."

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi felt funny: "If you have a favorite artist, will you have a strong desire to be a boss?"

"of course."

Sheng Qingni decided to give her a good popular science, "The boss of a fashion magazine, do you know how many fans want to become a profession?"

"how."

"Boss, you can get a magazine cover for your idol, and you can also give your idol the best resources. Who doesn't want that."

Sheng Qingni said with emotion: "I used to like an artist, he has been suppressed by the same period, he was in the first magazine in the same period, he did not, and has been mocked by his opponent. Do you know how angry I was at that time? I hate my lack of money and ability. Otherwise, I will give my idol the first cover of ten magazines."

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi laughed while listening, "Is the competition so fierce?"

She really doesn't pay much attention to news from the entertainment industry, she really doesn't know much.

Sheng Qingni: "Yes."

She said: "Actually, I think it is very good to be a fashion magazine based on your contacts and various relationships."

Jiang Qiuyi: "I think about it."

She said, "What if the magazine doesn't change the boss?"

Sheng Qingni: "Buy a cheap one to go bankrupt."

Jiang Qiuyi: "...good idea."

After Sheng Qingni's suggestion, Jiang Qiuyi really seriously considered it.

Compared to buyers, being a boss is indeed a little happier.

The next morning, Jiang Qiuyi had an appointment with the editor of the fashion magazine.

Seeing Jiang Qiuyi, the editor was stunned and said with a smile: "Real people are more beautiful than pictures."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "Hello, Jiang Qiuyi."

"Ding Yiling."

After greeting her, Ding Yiling looked at her and said warmly, "What would you like to drink?"

"Coffee will do."

After a while, coffee was delivered.

Ding Yiling observed the person opposite and said with a smile, "What did Ms. Jiang do before?"

Jiang Qiuyi blinked at her, smiled and said, "No job."

Ding Yiling: "..."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her and said softly, "How long has your magazine been founded?"

Ding Yiling was silent, and said, "It has a history of five years."

She said: "Our magazine has always been at the forefront of fashion, and its development prospects are very good. If Ms. Jiang is really interested, you can give it a try."

Jiang Qiuyi: "You choose employees, don't you look at others? This is an interview?"

Ding Yiling smiled: "It can be said that I have observed you on Weibo. You have a good vision. You buy a lot of things, not to mention the price, but most of them are very special. With your unique vision, you can discover a lot of fashion items. "

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi was blown away by her rainbow fart, a little confused.

She calmed down for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "Those are really good."

Ding Yiling nodded: "Have an idea?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "I have an idea to come to a fashion magazine, but I don't have a strong idea of ​​being a buyer."

Ding Yiling was startled, "What?"

"Buyers need to go around the world to find good things."

Ding Yiling nodded: "Yes."

"Too tired." Jiang Qiuyi said without changing his face: "I may not be able to cooperate on business trips all the time."

When Ding Yiling listened, he could understand.

"That's true." She said, "What did Miss Jiang learn before?"

"French."

Ding Yiling: "..."

She thought for a while, and said quietly: "Our magazine has no shortage of translators. If Ms. Jiang is not a buyer, it will definitely not be suitable for our magazine."

"Ok."

Jiang Qiuyi is not sad at all, staring at her and asking, "Who is the owner of your magazine?"

Ding Yiling: "?"

She was stunned and said a name.

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Okay, I see."

She was curious: "Your magazine's development prospects are good, right?"

"Yes." Ding Yiling will answer all questions: "Our magazine has also cooperated with a well-known artist some time ago, and the magazine sales are very good."

"Which artist?"

Ding Yiling: "Yu Hao, should you know Miss Jiang?"

"..." Jiang Qiuyi shook his head embarrassedly: "Sorry, I don't pay much attention to news from the entertainment industry."

Ding Yiling choked, suddenly his words were exhausted.

She was quiet for a while, and said in a low voice, "Ms. Jiang doesn't match the person that our fashion magazine is looking for."

Jiang Qiuyi said "Um" and didn't get angry: "It's okay, thank you Miss Ding for taking the time to come out."

Ding nodded with Ling.

"Let me invite Miss Ding to have a meal."

"No need." Ding Yiling said: "I have to go back to the magazine, thank you Miss Jiang, you are really beautiful."

She thought for a while, and said quietly: "But I hope Miss Jiang can learn more about the news in the circle if she is free, so that it will be helpful to you in the future."

Jiang Qiuyi's face was taught with a small expression: "Okay, I will."

The two left the cafe.

As soon as he left the house, Ding Yiling saw the luxury car parked at the door, with bodyguards standing on both sides of the luxury car.

She was stunned, and was about to probe to see who was sitting in the car.

If possible, she would like to get to know each other. Their magazine needs to shoot an artist's first cover some time later. Artists like cars, and they are thinking of ways to rent one.

Ding Yiling had an idea in his mind.

As she was about to go over, Jiang Qiuyi on one side asked, "Miss Ding, do you drive?"

Ding Yiling shook his head.

"Then I'll take you off."

"No need." Ding Yiling looked at her and whispered softly: "I'll just take a taxi."

Hearing her refusal, Jiang Qiuyi guessed that she was speechless to herself.

She didn't force it anymore, and walked into the car under Ding Yiling's watch.

Before approaching, she was held by Ding Yiling: "Miss Jiang, what did you do in the past? Do you want to say hello to the owner of the car?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

She was dumbfounded, followed her gaze and looked in surprise, "Do you know the owner of this car?"

"I don't know." Ding Yiling said: "But we work in magazines, all faceted, if possible, I want to get to know him."

She said: "There is hope for cooperation."

Jiang Qiuyi blinked, "But are you not afraid of the other party's rejection?"

Ding Yiling: "If you refuse, then refuse. It's better than not trying, right?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "Well, what you said is very reasonable."

As soon as the voice fell, the car door was opened by the bodyguard.

There was no one in the car. Ding Yiling was thinking about making a sound. The bodyguard turned to look at the person next to her and shouted, "Mrs."

Jiang Qiuyi said "Um" and looked at Ding Yiling who was at a loss: "Miss Ding, don't I really need to see you off?"

Ding Yiling opened his mouth and looked at her incredulously: "You...this car is yours?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded.

Ding Yiling: "..."

What did she say just now!

Jiang Qiuyi knew what she was thinking by looking at her expression.

She smiled: "Let's go Miss Ding, I will let the driver see you off."

Similarly, she also wanted to see how the environment of their magazine was. If Jiang Qiuyi wants to do something, he can decide immediately.

Ding Yiling got into the car, still a bit at a loss.

She knows that Jiang Qiuyi is rich and has read her previous Weibo. But how should I put it, what was posted on Weibo is not as rich as she is now exposed to.

She only posted some not-so-valuable gadgets on Weibo. Compared with this luxury car of tens of millions, it is really not that much.

Last time, the lottery was drawn by others. Jiang Qiuyi's own lottery quota was not very large.

It is precisely because of this that Ding Yiling didn't think about her.

She was thinking wildly, and Jiang Qiuyi's voice came from next to her.

"Miss Ding, your magazine owner, have you considered selling your magazine?"

Ding Yiling: "?"

She stared at Jiang Qiuyi: "Huh?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "I want to buy a magazine. I don't know if your boss is willing to sell it. Can you give me your boss's contact information?" Ding Yiling: "..."

Why is this world so terrible.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her, "If it's inconvenient, that's okay."

Ding Yiling: "The contact information may not be so convenient, but I..." She pursed her lower lip and said in a low voice, "Can I inquire for you?"

Hearing this, Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "Okay."

She said: "That will trouble you."

Sending Ding Yiling back to the magazine, Jiang Qiuyi looked at the surrounding environment.

The location of the magazine is good, but it is not very downtown. However, it is very good to be able to do this in five years.

Jiang Qiuyi went home and searched for magazine materials, and learned more about domestic fashion magazines.

She looked around and found that the famous ones are still abroad. There are very few well-known domestic fashion magazines, and many of them have emerged and disappeared after a few years.

Jiang Qiuyi got more excited as she watched.

In the middle of the night, she made a decision after reading it.

She called Lu Mingcheng directly.

Seeing Jiang Qiuyi's call, Lu Mingcheng was still a little surprised.

"Hello." He connected, his voice low: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Qiuyi's excited voice came: "Lu Mingcheng, do you think I am not a buyer. How about buying a magazine as the boss?"

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

His eyebrows jumped, and he asked quietly: "Why are you interested in the magazine again?"

"Today I chatted with the editor of that magazine, and it felt very interesting." She said seriously: "Domestic fashion magazines are less famous, I want to try it."

Lu Mingcheng was startled, and said quietly, "But the Lu family has no investment in this area."

He said: "If you really want to do it, Lu probably won't be able to help you."

"It's okay."

Jiang Qiuyi didn't care at all: "I just need to buy it, and I will make the rest."

Lu Mingcheng: "Yeah."

Jiang Qiuyi's eyes lit up and he was pleasantly surprised: "What do you mean... I can buy it?"

Lu Mingcheng didn't go around with her, and asked directly, "Which magazine did you see?"

The corners of Jiang Qiuyi's lips curled up, and he gave a name.

Lu Ming agreed, "I will let Liu Dong do it. If you have any requirements, please tell Liu Dong."

"Okay." Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while, and said worriedly: "If the boss doesn't sell, we shouldn't force it. It's okay to change the house."

Lu Mingcheng: "If the money is enough, they won't stop selling."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."