Chapter 2039： Jiang Qingxues refusal (1/2)

Chapter 2039 Jiang Qingxue's rejection

Several stores are not far away. The second under heaven is opposite to the first under heaven, and the third under heaven is beside the second under heaven.

Jing Feihong was standing at the third gate of the world and talking to Jiang Qingxue and his wife. It was obvious that there was still a lot of intention.

Jing Feiyang's first feeling for Su Mian was that this young man should have the same name as his, Feiyang arbitrarily.

But his current expression is a bit declining, even disappointed.

”Sister **, really don't think about it? The quality of these clothes is very good, I personally designed it!”

Jing Feiyang reopened the design drawings as he said, ”Look, although this brand is not well-known right now, I promise, ten years, no, five years later, it will definitely make you a lot of money!”

Jiang Qingxue didn't even look at the drawings, and smiled coldly, ”Five years, I ask you, how many five years can a person's life wait? Since five years will only make money, why don't we sell your clothes after five years? In the past five years, we can do other business to make money! Besides, five years are just what you said. What if you don’t make money in five years? Should we drink Northwestern with you?”

”You...” Jing Fei became angry.

Obviously, she didn't expect Jiang Qingxue to say so badly.

When the Jiang family was in trouble, the Jing family offered a helping hand.

If Jiang Qingxue didn't help, it's all right, and she was so downcast! !

Jiang Qingxue pressed step by step, ”What am I? I'm wrong? Just rely on me Jiang Qingxue, do you think I will be attracted to a small brand of clothing that is not influential? We are not a charity organization. You sold all the villas under your name, how do you make me believe you?”

Jiang Qingxue has some spare money and is planning to do some other business, but she is not optimistic about the collateral descendants of the Jing family.

If the person who came to the door was Jing Feihong, that would be different!

Jing Feiyang saw the contempt in Jiang Qingxue's eyes, he clenched his fist and left directly.

”Walk slowly, don't give it away!”