Forced Marriage: The billionaire CEO calls

Zhou Chengyan smiled lowly: "Shall I take you to take a bath?"


Qiao Ai glanced at him, silently wrapped the quilt tightly, and left him a back view.


Zhou Chengyan raised his eyebrows, and went to the bathroom by himself without forcing.


When he came out, Qiao Ai was still in that posture of refusing to talk, Zhou Chengyan walked over and patted the silkworm chrysalis on the bed: "It's twelve o'clock."


This move was a one-hit kill for Qiao Ai, Qiao Ai immediately sat up, looked at the clock in the room eagerly, and said in astonishment: "You told me it was only six o'clock."


Zhou Chengyan said brazenly: "There's no way, your husband lasts longer."


Qiao Ai gave him a hard look, not wanting to argue with him on this issue, so she quickly changed her clothes and went in to wash up.


Seeing her eagerness, Zhou Chengyan couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Don't worry, before you woke up, I already told grandma that you were unwell."


Only then did Qiao Ai's subordinates slow down: "You didn't say it in the morning."


Even so, Qiao Ai tidied herself up as quickly as possible, and when she went down with Zhou Chengyan, Zhou Chenghao was having lunch with Mrs. Zhou.


Zhou Chenghao glanced coldly at the two people who came side by side: "It's just in time."


I don't know if he was mocking the two of them for coming down at this time, or he was saying that they came here just before their meal.


"It's better to come early than to come by coincidence." Zhou Chengyan also replied with ulterior motives.


Zhou Chenghao snorted coldly and looked away.


Qiao Ai walked over, and obediently called out first: "Grandma, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well."


"It's okay, sit down and eat." Mrs. Zhou took Qiao Ai's hand and motioned her to sit beside her. After she saw the marks on Qiao Ai's neck, the smile on her face became wider and she asked happily. Said: "Qiao Ai, do you like the newly decorated room that Grandma ordered you to decorate?"


Qiao Ai's subordinates paused, and she met Mrs. Zhou's expectant eyes, and said against her will: "I like it."


Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "Then you must understand grandma's wish. Of course, I know that this kind of thing can't happen by force, it depends on fate. It's just that you two should hurry up, grandma still wants to step in with both feet. I saw your children in the coffin."


"Grandma, don't say that, you are still young..."


Zhou Chengyan said at the same time: "Don't worry, grandma, we will definitely not let you down."


"Okay." Mrs. Zhou smiled and nodded, then looked at Zhou Chenghao again, and sighed softly: "Chenghao, Cheng Yan is married now, you have to hurry..."


Zhou Chenghao stood up and said indifferently: "Grandma, I still have something to do, I will come to see you some other day."


After speaking, he took the coat from the servant and left directly.


Mrs. Zhou looked at the back of him leaving, and rubbed her temples with a headache: "He is almost thirty and still refuses to find a girlfriend, even if I introduce him to him. Is he planning to die alone all his life?"


Zhou Chengyan played with taste: "Grandma, don't worry, maybe he will let you hug your great-grandson before the two of us."


The old lady Zhou was surprised and said: "Cheng Yan, what do you mean...Cheng Hao has a woman outside?"


She frowned: "Our Zhou family never minded such things as appearance and family background, as long as the girl is good-looking, since we have someone, why didn't he bring it back...Cheng Yan, do you know the situation of that girl? "


"I'm just guessing." Zhou Chengyan brought some food to Mrs. Zhou: "If I'm really sure, I'll tell you again."


Mrs. Zhou nodded worriedly and sighed again.


Knowing who Zhou Chengyan was talking about, Qiao Ai lightly bit the tip of the chopsticks.


After lunch, Qiao Ai couldn't help asking Zhou Chengyan if he knew what happened between Gu Shengnan and Zhou Chenghao.


She had no intention of prying into her friend's privacy, but Zhou Chenghao didn't seem like a good match, if Gu Shengnan was threatened by him, then at least she was able to help her now.


But Zhou Chengyan disappointed her, "I don't know much about the matter between them. I just saw it by accident. If you want to know, I'll ask someone to investigate."


Qiao Ai thought for a moment, then bit her head, "Forget it."


If she really needs to intervene, Gu Shengnan will definitely ask her for help.


After the two bid farewell to Mrs. Zhou, Qiao Ai went to the company again.


The secretary put the designers' works on her desk. Qiao Ai looked at them all afternoon. Indeed, as the shareholder said, there were works that were eye-catching, but they were amazing and could be used as autumn There are no blueprints for the finale of the new product.


Qiao Ai frowned, and asked the secretary: "When was the latest when the design drawings were handed over to the factory in previous years?"


The secretary thought for a while: "At this time in previous years, the factory has already started production."


She said worriedly: "Mr. Qiao, we don't have much time left. After a week at the latest, we have to confirm the drawings and put them into the factory to start production, otherwise the time will really be too late."


"I see." Qiao Ai's eyes sank: "Go down first."


a week...


Time is too urgent.


Her design style is young and fresh, which is incompatible with Qiao's in the past. If she changes the style rashly, once the old customers can't accept it...


This method was not a last resort, and Qiao Ai didn't want to use it.


In such a short period of time, where is she going to find an excellent designer who fits her style?

Qiao Ai let out a long breath.


She first tried to contact her tutor in college, but regrettably got a designer of this style that she did not know, and even expressed her desire to get to know this designer.


Qiao Ai had no choice but to turn to the works of designers from other companies to see if there was one that matched the style. He could dig it out with a lot of money, but he also found nothing.


In the blink of an eye, there were three days left.


Another day of getting nothing, just when Qiao Ai decided to take the risk, he suddenly received a call from Qiao Chongjiang.


"Go home tonight." He still spoke in such an orderly tone.


There was a mocking smile on the corner of Qiao Ai's mouth: "I'm very busy, so just talk to me on the phone if you have anything to do."


Qiao Chongjiang probably didn't expect her to refuse so simply, he choked for a moment, and then said coldly: "What can you do? Have you found a suitable designer for the design of the new autumn product?"


Qiao Ai vaguely guessed the purpose of his call: "Dad, the most suitable thing for you now is to take care of your elderly at home, and don't worry about the company's affairs."


"You!" Qiao Chongjiang suppressed his anger and sneered: "I still have [-]% of the shares in my hand, and I also have the right to speak on the company. If you want the autumn new product launch to be held smoothly, go home tonight."


After speaking, he hung up the phone directly.


Qiao Ai listened to the busy tone of the mobile phone, her gaze sank.