The Only Person I Bow Down Is Her

The phone on the table vibrated one after another, Jian Chu put on makeup in the mirror, closed the lipstick lid, pressed her lower lip, picked up the phone and opened it.

In the group, the screen was swiped by new messages constantly popping out:

[Finally come to the finals! Excited! 】

[Guess, who will be the champion this year? 】

[It doesn't matter who it is, anyway, two of the top three are from our class, so I am proud of this. 】

As expected to be the squad leader, Wang Zheng's remarks drew a large piece of text that followed.

At this time, the door of the lounge was knocked, and then it was pushed open from the outside. The staff came in and reminded the contestants to come to the stage and wait for the announcement of the final result.

Jian Chu looked up and responded well, put the phone back into his bag, and got up from the chair.

The other two players also got up and walked out together.

From the lounge to the front of the stage, there is a long corridor. The three of them followed the staff and heard the host’s voice more clearly through the wall:

"This is the site of the 9th Asian Original Fashion Design Competition. Welcome to the final night and awards party..."

When he heard "Welcome to the three contestants to the finals", the door in front of him opened, and Jian Chu stepped on high heels and walked out calmly.

The audience applauded everywhere, and Jian Chu smiled slightly, raising his hand to beckon.

She often participates in competitions. Although this is the highest standard ever, and the whole process is broadcast live on TV, her typhoon is still very stable.

Three positions were reserved on the side of the stage. Jian Chu walked over and sat down as the staff had previously explained.

Yang Lesi followed her, before sitting down, secretly changed positions with another male player.

The three settled down, the side door opened again, and a professional jury composed of the organizing committee, experts and directors of well-known brands at home and abroad entered the venue.

Under the introduction of the host, the audience applauded again, and all three contestants clapped their hands enthusiastically.

After everything was ready, the award-giving guests were invited to the stage.

"Voted by the professional jury, on-site and online audiences, the third place in this year's original costume design contest is..."

When they heard that the third runner-up was not their own name, Jian Chu and Yang Lesi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that, who will the championship go to? Jian Chu and Yang Lesi seemed to feel something, and at the same time they turned their heads to look at each other.

The male player sitting in the middle had already taken the stage to accept the award.

The two are classmates, but since they signed up for the competition together, the relationship has become increasingly delicate. Like now, they don’t even want to sit next to each other.

"So, our runner-up this year is..."

When the words "Yang Lesi" fell, the owner of the name was obviously startled, but the expression of loss was fleeting, she quickly raised the corners of her mouth again, and stood up and waved to the audience behind her.

Jian Chu smiled, clapping her hands vigorously.

In this game, she won the crown in the end!

After receiving the award on stage, the three of them were arranged by the host to take a group photo with the organizing committee, the jury and the award-giving guests.

The game ended successfully and the live broadcast was closed. Jian Chu descended from the stage holding the trophy and certificate. She was wearing high heels and walking carefully. A man walked by and reached out to help her.

"Congratulations Junior Sister."

Jian Chu walked down the steps, looked up at him, smiled, "Thank you brother."

"Today is too late, I will go to Beijiang in a few days, invite you to dinner, and talk about signing the contract."

Wesley is a member of the jury of this competition and the creative director of a famous domestic clothing brand. In addition to being invited by the organizing committee, he also wants to tap potential newcomers to inject fresh blood into the company.

"Okay." Jian Chu agreed with a smile.

"Then I won't disturb you, contact WeChat."

"good."

After Wesley left, several business representatives came over and threw an olive branch to Jianchu.

Back in the lounge, she had a few more business cards in her hand. In contrast, the runner-up and third runner-up were not as popular as the champions. When she came in, the male player had already left, and Yang Lesi had almost packed up her belongings.

Jian Chu casually stuffed her business card into her bag, feeling the phone vibrating again, she took a look at it, and everyone in the class group congratulated her on winning the championship.

"boom!"

The door was pulled open, and it hit the wall with a loud noise.

Jian Chu was taken aback and turned to see Yang Lesi slammed the door and left.

She exhaled and thought to herself that the relationship with her seemed to be getting worse again.

When the school first started, the two people had a good relationship, and they were assigned to the same dormitory. They often went to school and the cafeteria together. Later, when they met on the field, the relationship became like this step by step.

But she can't deliberately lose to her for multiple friends, right? She is about to graduate and is about to face the question of where to go in the future. Today's game is equally important to her.

Jian Chu retracted his gaze and sent the largest red envelope to the group.

PS: [Thank you all. 】

Yang Lesi walked out of the venue and saw Wesley not far in front. She hurriedly clicked on her mobile phone, cancelled the order for online ride-hailing, and walked a few steps quickly.

"Brother." She leaned over and shouted with a smile.

Wesley, who was about to get in the car, turned his head, leaned on the door, and asked with a smile: "Go back to the hotel?"

Yang Lesi nodded, "Yes."

"Let's go together." They all stayed in the same hotel arranged by the organizing committee. Gentleman Wesley turned sideways and let the girl go first.

"Then you won't be polite to brother." Yang Lesi smiled and bent over and got in.

Wesley helped the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked back at the exit of the venue, "Where is Jian Chu?"

Yang Lesi smiled slightly, followed his gaze and looked out, and said, "I didn't see her, let's go."

Wesley nodded, then bent down and got into the car, closing the door.

The car galloped away, blending into the night.

**

When the things were packed, the car reserved online also arrived. Jian Chu picked up the handbag and left the lounge.

In Haicheng in March, it was cold in the spring, and the night wind was carrying a chill. Jian Chu came out of the hall, tightened his coat against the cold wind, and sat in the car parked on the side of the road.

From the lounge to here, the phone vibrated one after another. She closed the car door, sat down, and clicked on WeChat.

The class group has calmed down. Several classmates and friends sent her a separate message. At the top, the person she put on the top asked her: "When will you be back tomorrow?" 】

Jian Chu blinked his eyelashes, lowered his head and replied: [Flight at ten o'clock in the morning. 】

[I let Achi pick you up. 】

【good. 】

After that, there was no more movement in the chat box.

Jian Chu stared in a daze.

She doesn't know what other couples' chat patterns are like, anyway, she and Liang Jingxing shouldn't be like this, right? It's concise and it looks like it's official business, and it doesn't have the intimacy that a normal couple should have.

Also, this man, only when he was in bed, would he coax her a few words and call her baby.

**

Back to the hotel, it was eleven o'clock late at night.

Jian Chu applied the mask, took a relaxing bath in the jacuzzi, and sank into the soft bed.

The half-month schedule was officially over. The next morning, Jian Chu flew back to Beijiang from Haicheng by plane.

The temperature in Beijiang was lower than that in Haicheng, and there was a bitter wind coming out of the airport. Fortunately, Achi quickly found her and picked her up in the car.

Jian Chu sat in the back seat of the spacious SUV, opened the bag and took out the phone.

As soon as the machine was turned on, many news came in, and Jian Chu glanced down and one of them caught her attention.

#八线柳荷竟取上梁氏CEO#

She frowned slightly and clicked on this one and pushed it in to see the details.

Obviously inside the car is much warmer than outside, but looking at the contents of the phone, her body feels colder.

Achi helped her put her luggage, walked around from the rear of the car to the front driver's seat, opened the car door to sit in, and asked respectfully, "Ms. Jian Chu, first go back to the villa or back to school?"

"Where is Liang Jingxing now?"

Only Jian Chu dared to call that person by his name. Achi answered honestly: "The group."

"Then go to the group."

"OK."

Achi didn't ask much, after receiving her instructions, he started the car familiarly.

More than an hour later, the Liang Group.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and Jian Chu got out of the car, and a splendid building stood in front of her.

Even in a CBD center like Beijiang, where the land and gold are high, Liang Group still owns an entire independent high-end office building, and its wealth is evident.

Jian Chu has the fingerprints of the pass here. After getting out of the car, he doesn't need to register. Stepping on his high heels, he walked straight to the elevator.

The three little girls at the front desk could not help whispering to her when they saw her coming fiercely.

"What is she doing here at this time?"

"Catch/rape."

"It's sad enough to come across this just after the match."

The whole fashion design contest was broadcast live on the Internet and on TV, and they naturally saw Jian Chu on it.

"How do you think she will make trouble?"

"Dare she make trouble?"

"Yes, she has been with Mr. Liang for so many years, and she doesn't have a status. She probably knows that it's just a man's leisure time pastime. There is no confidence to make a fuss."

"No, I've gotten into trouble and annoyed Mr. Liang, and maybe he will be abandoned. She should be thinking about how to please him and hold him firmly."

The discussion of the little girls at the front desk fell short of Jian Chu’s ears. She verified her fingerprints and took the president’s elevator directly to the top floor.

The secretary of the President's Office saw her and stood up respectfully and said hello, "Ms. Jian Chu, you are here."

"What about you President Liang?" Jian Chu asked as restrained as possible, maintaining a calm tone.

Secretary: "Mr. Liang and Mr. Tan and several senior executives are having a meeting inside."

Jian Chu glanced at the closed office door, and didn't know if he was really in the meeting or was holding the eighteenth line star inside.

"Really." Jian Chu sneered, and automatically moved to the waiting area next to him, brushed up the long hair between his neck, and sat down on the sofa, "Well, I'll wait for him here."

The secretary of the president's office is busy with official duties and has no time to be a crowd. I don't know about the scandals on the Internet. But who can enter the office of the president, who is not a good hand at observing words? Seeing Jian Chu folded her two long legs, holding her arms, she tried her best to maintain her demeanor and could erupt at any time. How dare she wait?

Once she was impatient to wait, she would have trouble with Mr. Liang. Mr. Liang became unhappy and inevitably wanted to anger them.

This is called the fire at the gate of the city and the pond fish.

In order to save her life, the secretary offered her a cup of coffee, and boldly dialed the internal number inside.

After getting permission, the secretary smiled and came forward to report, "Miss Jian Chu, always please."

Jian Chu took a sip of coffee, only feeling bitter, put down the cup, got up and walked towards the closed office.

The secretary opened the door for her, she walked in on high heels, and several executives were getting up and walking out.

Jian Chu has been with Liang Jingxing for nearly five years. These executives naturally know her, but they don't take her seriously.

After all, none of them has ever been young? Who didn't raise a few Yingying Yanyan when he was young? Yingying Yanyan is not a wife, so she doesn't have much weight. Since Jian Chu has been with Liang Jingxing for almost five years and has not been named, there is a high probability that she will not be Mrs. Liang's life in this life, and they don't need to put her in their eyes.

Jian Chu had seen the contempt of herself in their eyes long ago, and she didn't bother to deal with these self-esteem people like them, walked inside with her head high, turning a blind eye to them.

A group of people went out, and the secretary helped to close the door again.

Liang Jingxing was sitting behind his desk reviewing documents. Just after signing one copy, he pulled another copy and opened it, seeming to be busy.

"Can't wait to come and find me so?" He lowered his head and flipped through the file, paused as if intentionally or unintentionally, his lips twitched, his tone became playful, "I haven't seen you in a few days, miss me?"

Although he was traveling for half a month this time, Liang Jingxing had also been to Haicheng a few days ago.

After three days of absence, I was lonely and could not bear to find another woman, huh, man!

Jian Chu strode forward, turned on the phone and threw it in front of him, "Is this the gift you prepared for me?"

Before leaving for the Haicheng competition, Liang Jingxing promised that she would give her gifts, winning as a reward, and losing as a comfort.

She never expected that it would be such a "great gift".

Liang Jingxing raised his eyes and glanced at the screen of the phone.

You don’t need to look too much, the big font on one line of the title can clarify the ins and outs.

Liang Jingxing retracted his gaze, and the smooth and flowing stroke of the pen slid across the paper, leaving behind a powerful handwriting.

He closed the document again, covered the signature pen in his hand with a click, finally raised his eyes when he had time, and looked at Jian Chu with deep eyes, "You believe?"

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