Su Qingchen knocked on Jiang Letong's door angrily.
Jiang Letong was surprised to see it was her: "Why are you here?"
"I came here because I missed you." Su Qingchen walked in as if it was his own home, took off his shoes and walked to the living room, fell on the sofa and sighed.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Letong came over and kicked her feet.
Su Qingchen hugged the pillow and was depressed: "Letong, why do you think my life is so miserable? Who did I offend? I met a lunatic."
Jiang Letong knew that she was talking about the person who chased and beat her up. Although she didn't know who it was, she knew that he could suppress the scandals caused by Su Qingchen every time. She was a little envious in her heart.
Why isn't there such a powerful person pursuing her? This way she won't have to be a model to marry into a wealthy family. How great.
However, Su Qingchen herself came from a wealthy family, so she naturally did not have the desire for a wealthy family like an ordinary girl like her.
"Le Tong, please help me think of a solution. The scandal plan has failed, and I can't do anything anymore." Su Qingchen sighed and asked for help. She had been tortured by Tang Yue today and came back defeated.
Jiang Letong smiled: "Just in time, now there is a way to get the best of both worlds."
"What can I do?" Su Qingchen's eyes lit up.
Jiang Letong took out a piece of paper from the drawer and threw it to her: "The competition process of the model competition is out. Take a look."
Su Qingchen had long forgotten about this modeling competition. Jiang Letong didn't say that she couldn't remember it at all. She picked up the process sheet and looked at it a few times. When she saw that the competition venue was set in New York, she felt bad.
.
MMP!
She hates New York.
Why not France?
"I'm not going." Su Qingchen threw the match sheet back directly, refusing to go even to death. New York was Tang Yue's home base. He could still make all the changes in S City, but would he still have a way to survive in his territory?
"Miss, this is the International Super Model Contest that is held only once every five years. Hasn't it always been your dream to participate in the International Super Model Contest? The venue is still in New York, and you are no longer in the country, so that person can still catch up to New York.
Go?" Jiang Letong said.
Su Qingchen thought that New York was his base camp. It wasn't called chasing, it was called going home.
She is very confused. Jiang Letong is right. The International Super Model Contest has always been her dream, and it is also the highest honor in the model competition. Over the years she has been a model, she has won almost every major domestic model competition championship, but she has not yet won the championship.
She has won the championship in international competitions, and her manager fought hard for her and Jiang Letong to get the spot this time. If she didn't go, she would not only be sorry for herself, but also sorry for her manager's efforts.
But New York is really scary to her.
Just at this moment, the manager's call came in, and Su Qingchen answered the call with a guilty conscience.
"Early morning, where are you?" Manager Zheng Feng asked softly.
"Me, I'm at Le Tong's house," Su Qingchen said.
"That's just right. You and Le Tong should talk to Le Tong. The procedures for the Super Model Contest have been released and have been sent to each of your mailboxes. You go check it out and arrange the time so that I can book a flight." Zheng Feng said.
I am really afraid of what will happen.
Su Qingchen weakly tested Zheng Qiang's attitude: "If I say I have something to do and can't go, will you beat me to death?"
"What's the big deal? Are you pregnant?" Zheng Qiang's attitude was quite good. He didn't fly into a rage as Su Qingchen imagined, scolding her for having her head squeezed by the door.
"Of course not." Su Qingchen immediately denied it.
"You have a sprained foot?" Zheng Qian asked again.
"No." Su Qingchen answered honestly.
"You broke your arms and legs?"
"Stop guessing, my limbs are sound and I'm jumping around." Su Qingchen was speechless.
"Then do you have any terminal illness?" Zheng Qian asked again.
"You have a terminal illness. My health couldn't be better." Su Qingchen said bah bah bah.
Zheng Qian chuckled on the other end of the phone: "I have sound limbs and good health, but I just don't want to participate in the supermodel competition. Su Qingchen, has your head been squeezed by the door? Do you know how difficult it is for me to win this place for you? I
I almost sold my ass. You actually said you couldn’t go. Believe it or not, I’m going to hit you in front of your house right now, and I’ll even haunt you.”
Su Qingchen:......
It's... as expected.
Jiang Letong could hear Zheng Qian's roar through his cell phone, and gave Su Qingchen a look that was asking for blessings.
Zheng Qiang was still talking: "Little ancestor, Miss Su, I beg you not to be willful in this kind of thing. I know you are not short of money, but this is an honor. Do you know how many models there are in the world?
Do you want to participate in this competition? Do you know that there are only two domestic models admitted this time, you and Le Tong? You don’t want to go, your brain is not only squeezed by the door, but also flooded and kicked by a donkey.
Now, my IQ has dropped to the level of an imbecile..."
Su Qingchen felt as if there were a thousand mosquitoes buzzing around his ears. Unable to bear it, he quickly surrendered: "Stop talking, stop talking, I'm going. Isn't it okay if I go?"
Zheng Feng's voice stopped suddenly, he said "I'll book a flight" and hung up the phone.
It wasn't until her ears were finally quiet that Su Qingchen realized what she had promised. She immediately screamed and "passed out" on the sofa. What kind of evil had she committed?
New York, I hate you!
Jiang Letong didn't know what she was struggling with, and didn't bother to care about her. He continued to polish his nails with a nail file, letting Su Qingchen go crazy on his own.
Zheng Qiang was very efficient. It didn't take long for Su Qingchen and Jiang Letong to receive flight information one after another. Su Qingchen raised his phone and took a look. The flight was booked for the day after tomorrow. It was an early morning flight. He simply didn't give her any information.
I regretted the opportunity and wished I could book it tomorrow, but unfortunately I ran out of tickets.
Su Qingchen sat up like a zombie. She had to go home. She would fly to New York the day after tomorrow. If she didn't go home and say something before leaving, her mother would really publish it in the newspaper and sever the relationship between mother and daughter.
The next day, Su Qingchen didn't go out, and he was very honest and didn't make any more trouble. In the morning, he stayed with his parents and grandma at home. In the afternoon, he went to see little Su Lin. By the way, he stopped by Lantingju and looked at Dabao and Er.
precious.
Dabao and Erbao have grown up a little more. Dabao is still very calm. He only eats and sleeps. Erbao is a little more naughty. He doesn't sleep as long as Dabao, so he doesn't grow as fast as Dabao. He is obviously shorter and has facial features.
After opening it a bit, the two brothers are no longer exactly the same as when they were born, and now they can be easily distinguished.
Tang Zhi found it strange that Su Qingchen was so honest. This didn't look like Su Qingchen anymore, so he checked her status and found out that she was flying to New York early tomorrow morning and was spending the whole day with her family, so she didn't behave like a monster.
Tang Zhi was secretly happy and hurriedly told Tang Yue about it.
"Going to New York?" Tang Yue asked, "What are you doing?"
"I'm afraid I have to stay for a while to participate in the International Super Model Contest," Tang Zhi replied.
Tang Yue hummed: "Book a flight and we'll go back too."
Tang Zhi snorted and immediately went to book a flight. He thought that Su Qingchen had finally done something considerate. The New York headquarters was so busy that their second young master was confused. He had long wanted to persuade the second young master to go back, but he had the heart but not the courage.
.I'm fine now, and I can go back without his persuasion. I should really praise Su Qingchen's considerateness.