Du Meijun and Gu Liangmin both looked at Du Qingyan with bright eyes.
"Qingyan, how do you plan to let Song Wan be driven into the train?"
Du Qingyan smiled coldly: "Yes, I want her to be driven into a train. I want her to be a shared toilet, dirty and disgusting. By then, Huo Sijue will definitely avoid her."
Thinking about that scene, Du Qingyan couldn't help laughing out loud.
"But, this should be difficult to do, right?" Gu Liangmin asked curiously.
Du Qingyan shook his head: "It depends on people. As long as I want it, I can definitely do it."
After she finished speaking, she suddenly looked at Gu Liangmin sadly: "Dad, has the special perfume you found from abroad arrived?"
Gu Liangmin nodded: "It should be here soon."
Du Qingyan nodded with resentful eyes: "Very good, your plan goes as usual. I want Song Wan to go to the eighteenth level of hell step by step, and she will have to taste the pain of the human world."
She clenched her fists, and her hatred made her dig her nails into her flesh unconsciously.
But she felt no pain at all.
She just swore in her heart as if she was possessed by something crazy, that she must make Song Wan's life worse than death.
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In the past, Du Qingyan's favorite thing to do was to read the company's financial statements.
Look at the growth in income.
But now, this has become her biggest headache.
But there is no way to escape.
Looking at the plunging financial statements, Du Qingyan was suffocated by the pressure of being stretched thin.
The evening beauty industry is a large company with tens of thousands of employees.
If we continue to fall like this, we really won't be able to hold on for long.
Du Qingyan resisted the urge to tear the financial statements into pieces, got up and went to find Song Wan.
Even if she hates Song Wan, she hates him so much that she wants to have cramps and peel off her skin.
However, she is a flexible person, and in order to restore the glory of the evening beauty industry, she must endure it.
Anyway, Song Wan will suffer a big loss in her hands sooner or later, and she doesn't care about this detail.
When Gu Wanyao was approached by Du Qingyan, she was making an appointment to see the company building.
When she wants to start a cosmetics company, the first thing she needs to do is to choose a suitable company building and production plant.
As a result, as soon as she walked out of the Zuoan Community, a purple sports car stopped in front of her and blocked her way.
Immediately afterwards, Du Qingyan, wearing eight-centimeter high heels and a purple tight dress, appeared in front of Gu Wanyao.
Gu Wanyao wore a beige pastoral-style dress today.
In Du Qingyan's opinion, Song Wan had a clear-cut appearance, and he didn't even put on makeup.
Everyone said that cuteness was not worth mentioning in front of the sense of surname. Du Qingyan couldn't figure out what exactly Huo Sijue liked about Gu Wanyao?
If it’s because Song Wan looks similar to Gu Wanyao, is she more similar than Song Wan?
"Song Wan, yesterday I promised to give you 60% of the shares and let you license the patent to the evening beauty industry, have you considered it?"
Gu Wanyao nodded gracefully: "I've thought about it, but I need you to kneel down and beg me."
The anger in Du Qingyan's heart suddenly reached its peak.
She had seen people who were over the top, but she had never seen someone as over the top as Song Wan.
After finally calming down, she suddenly scolded her fiercely: "Song Wan, are you crazy? I gave you shares and I had to kneel down and beg you to accept it. Why don't you go to heaven?"
Gu Wanyao sneered: "With your attitude, it seems there is no way to cooperate."
Du Qingyan also got angry: "If we don't cooperate, we won't cooperate. Do you really think that the evening beauty industry can't survive without your patent?"