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After the assistant finished the report, he respectfully exited the office, closing the door behind him and letting out a gentle sigh. Gu Tingchen rose from his office chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, fingers interlaced, gazing down at the streets below that crisscrossed like a chessboard, surrounded by towering buildings. As night fell over Haicheng, countless lights flickered on, resembling stars scattered across the earth.
Meanwhile, Su Nian settled into her serviced apartment and immediately dove into preparations for her personal design exhibition. She first contacted several suitable venues, carefully comparing their sizes, locations, and rental costs. Ultimately, she chose an Art Center located in the city center, which was easily accessible and had an elegant environment. Next, she began meticulously selecting works from her past creations to exhibit, striving for each piece to showcase her unique design philosophy and exquisite craftsmanship.
Su Nian spread out her design drafts on the table, studying them closely. At times she furrowed her brow in contemplation; at other moments, she picked up a pencil to make revisions on the paper. Her long fingers danced gracefully across the sheets as if playing a beautiful melody. The room was quiet except for the soft scratching of pencil against paper and the occasional sound of cars honking outside.
Lin Weiwei utilized her extensive network to actively seek sponsors for Su Nian's design exhibition. She first reached out to several companies closely related to the fashion industry, detailing Su Nian's design philosophy and style while emphasizing the promotional benefits of this exhibition. Her speech was rapid and clear, filled with energy, like a cheerful little bird.
"President Wang, as you know, Niannian's design style is unique and has gained some recognition in the industry. We are putting our heart into this exhibition; it will definitely elevate your brand!" Lin Weiwei said enthusiastically over the phone, playfully winking.
After hanging up, she picked up another document and began reviewing it carefully while marking notes with her pen and mumbling to herself, "This media outlet has good influence; we can reach out to them to help promote Niannian..."
In addition to contacting sponsors, Lin Weiwei also reached out to several media outlets in hopes of securing coverage for Su Nian's exhibition. She understood well the importance of media promotion for enhancing Su Nian's visibility and influence.
"Editor Li! This is Lin Weiwei. I would like to discuss a promotional collaboration for Su Nian's personal design exhibition..." Lin Weiwei spoke confidently over the phone, articulating the highlights of the exhibition and Su Nian's personal journey.
Upon hearing about Su Nian's upcoming exhibition, Lu Jingxuan was furious. He slammed his golf club onto the ground with a sharp sound. "Su Nian! How dare she! She's deliberately challenging my authority!" His face turned pale with rage as he gritted his teeth.
He picked up his phone and dialed Su Nian's number with a cold and threatening tone: "Su Nian, I advise you to cancel this exhibition; otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Su Nian replied calmly and indifferently without a hint of fear. Holding a coffee cup in her hand, she took a light sip.
"Otherwise, I will make you regret it!" Lu Jingxuan's voice came through clenched teeth.
"Lu Jingxuan," Su Nian interrupted him firmly, "we're divorced now; you have no right to interfere in my life." Her tone was resolute and unquestionable. "Also, please do not call me again." With that, she hung up and blocked Lu Jingxuan's number. Sunlight streamed through the sheer curtains in her apartment, casting soft patches of light on the floor.
In the evening, Qin Mingyu arrived at Su Nian's apartment carrying a large bouquet of vibrant red roses and an exquisite gift. Dressed in stylish casual wear and sporting a sunny smile, he looked exceptionally handsome.
"Su Nian! Long time no see! These flowers are for you; I hope you like them," Qin Mingyu said as he presented the roses to Su Nian, his eyes filled with affection.
Su Nian politely accepted the flowers with a faint smile. "Thank you for your kindness, but..."
"Su Nian, I know you've been through a lot lately, but my feelings for you are sincere," Qin Mingyu said earnestly as he gazed at her. "Please give me a chance to take care of you."
Su Nian gently shook her head. "Qin Mingyu, thank you, but I just want to focus on my career right now." She placed the bouquet on a nearby table with a hint of regret in her eyes. "I hope you can understand."
Qin Mingyu's smile faltered slightly but quickly returned to his sunny demeanor. "It's okay, Su Nian; I won't give up. I'll wait for you until you're ready to accept me." He smiled at her before turning to leave the apartment. Su Nian stood at the door watching Qin Mingyu’s retreating figure and let out a soft sigh.
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