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Chapter 143 Bring Jing'er to wander



"Vogue", known as the "Global Fashion Bible", was founded in the United States in 1892. It is the world's first fashion and lifestyle magazine, covering a wide range of content, such as: fashion, beauty, entertainment, art, etc. level.

With the world's top team and resources, "vogue" can be called the crown jewel in the palace of fashion magazines.

The full name of the Chinese version of vogue magazine is "Vogue Clothing and Beauty". It is nicknamed "Wogua" by whispering netizens. It is the first fashion magazine in China. Its headquarters is located at No. 1 Chang'an Street, Dongcheng, Imperial Capital, W1 Office Building, Oriental Plaza, Imperial Capital. Room 707.



Using pad pro to learn about "vogue" and its parent company in advance, at nine o'clock on Thursday morning, Yan Qing came to visit Su Meng, deputy editor-in-chief of "vogue Clothing and Beauty".

After entering 707, Su Meng's assistant was waiting for Yan Qing at the front desk in advance and led him all the way outside the deputy editor's office.

Along the way, the assistant who introduced herself as Ni Sijia to Yan Qing carefully leaned against the open glass sliding door without any intention of entering.

Yan Qing, who had no intention of eavesdropping, clearly heard a female voice with a serious tone:

"The inner three copper plate color pages are already high enough for him/her, so it's useless to come to me about this matter..."

Bored, Yan Qing quietly took a look at Su Meng's office: a wide-leg jumpsuit with contrasting black and white neutral colors and a striking neutral design. The asymmetrical belt deliberately raised the waistline and lengthened the legs. , matte black stilettos.

Dressed fashionably and professionally, Su Meng stood in front of the desk. He lowered his head and picked up the loose hair around his ears while continuing to talk on the phone: "If you can dance so well, then just don't do it. Okay, that's it." , let’s talk about it in the afternoon meeting, I have other things to do.”

"Dong dong dong!"

When Ni Sijia saw Su Meng hang up the phone, she gently tapped the glass door with her knuckles. She accurately controlled the strength and speed of her voice and reported: "Mr. Su, Mr. Yan Qing is here."

"Yan Qing, are you here?"

Putting down the phone and turning around suddenly, with bright and dignified makeup, Su Meng elegantly welcomed Yan Qing to the reception area of ​​the office, and then handed out his hand. She greeted with a smile: "Sit down, something to drink, or a soda?"

After completing the handshake with a light touch of his fingertips, he sat down on the sofa opposite Su Meng. Yan Qing smiled and replied: "Warm water will do. Recently, my throat has been used a lot, and I have begun to take care of myself."

"scarlett!"

Raising her eyebrows and winking at the assistant, the girl carefully closed the door and went out. Su Meng stretched out regardless of the appearance, and after showing his fatigue in front of Yan Qing openly, she sat down on the sofa behind her.

"Scarlett...Scarlett? What a good name. The little girl is also very cautious. She has a first glimpse of the real workplace survival rules in the fashion industry. It is exactly the same as what was depicted in the movie. She is worthy of being a melon."

Yan Qing looked on sanctimoniously and coldly, feeling that this scene was a little bit joyful.

"Sorry, Yan Qing..."

Pressing his temples gently, Su Meng's expression was mixed with a hint of dejection: "I worked overtime too late last night, didn't sleep well, and had several meetings in a row in the morning."

"fine…"

With an understanding smile, Yan Qing asked considerately: "Then do you want to rest for a while."

Su Meng shook her head. She changed the Duchess's leaning position with her front and back legs crossed to a more casual cross-legged position. She leaned back and found a more comfortable sitting position before saying with a smile:

"It doesn't matter, I have a schedule today, and the two hours I've arranged with you are a very good rest time."

"It seems that the main reason is that I am tired from carrying it all day."

Yan Qing smiled knowingly and asked casually, seemingly unintentionally: "Gao Yuan is not in the company today?"

"Well, I went to Fragrant Mountain with her old friend to collect the scenery..."

In an extremely relaxed state, Su Meng chuckled: "What? Do you feel uncomfortable without her to quarrel with you?"

"Dong dong dong!"

The sound of knuckles tapping on the glass door interrupted their conversation.

Putting down Erlang's legs, Su Meng sat upright again and said solemnly: "Come in!"

Ni Sijia came in with a tray, placed the warm water Yan Qing asked for on the coffee table, and placed a cup of espresso coffee in front of Su Meng.

After doing all this, she picked up the tray again, quietly exited, and closed the door again.

Seeing Su Meng's expression return to a lazy and relaxed expression, he crossed his legs again and Yan Qing snickered.

Su Meng glanced at Bai Yanqing: "Why are you laughing!"

Picking up the water glass, Yan Qing smiled and said, "As expected of Su Mengmeng."

Feigning anger and shaking his fist into the air, Su Meng said angrily: "You are still the same as before. I think you have changed a lot."

"A lot has changed?"

When Yan Qing heard Weng Huaijing, he held his breath and immediately sat upright. He asked eagerly: "Is she praising me?"

"Yeah, every week I..."

With a matter-of-fact expression, Su Meng leaned forward slightly and held up her chin with her right hand. She vaguely showed some cuteness: "If conditions permit, we will meet once a week, but most of the time I say what I say and she listens."

"Su Meng and Gao Yuan should be considered Wen Bong's closest friends... Then they must know a lot of details about me and Xiao Ge."

Yan Qing thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Only when Gao Yuan is here, will she say more?"

"Yes, Gao Yuanlao said she was protecting you..."

Looking at Yan Qingtian indifferently, Su Meng said with emotion: "The world is so unpredictable. Don't you think it's incredible? Before you two got together, Gao Yuan would have supported her, and I would have poured cold water on her."

"Mengmeng's subtext is that now she supports me and Jinger, and the drama is about to come..."

Controlling his expression, Yan Qing naturally continued: "But now I don't see how much you support me."

"You are indeed still so thick-skinned. You act quite natural in your daily shows."

Su Meng tugged on the leather cylindrical backrest of the sofa, but failed to do so. She picked up the tissue box on the coffee table and threw it at Yan Qing: "Isn't this enough? I didn't kick you out, which is the greatest support. .”

"No...I have to change the direction!"

After receiving a gentle blow from Su Meng, Yan Qing lowered his head slightly, with shame and guilt in his eyes...

"Do you know how happy I was when I saw you finish singing the song "The Beginning of Autumn"..."

Apricot eyes widened, Su Meng said sadly: "But you turned around and promised to pass the song to Wang Wanxi. I can't wait to rush to the stage and beat you to death with a stick."

"Mengmeng, actually she has already done it for you. It turns out that there was a problem when I was dealing with "The Beginning of Autumn"..."

Thunder resonated in his chest, and Yan Qing's expression truly showed the pain of regret: "So this blame belongs to me? No wonder Shao Qing has lost his composure over the cover copyright issue."

"I don't even know why Jinger agreed to accept you. I'm sorry, please think of a way!"

Casting a cold eye on Yan Qing's performance, Su Meng imitated his lines at that time and continued to complain: "Maybe it's because your words are too shameless, or maybe it's the Gesang flower. After all, she has been saying nothing for so many years after the breakup." I'm excusing you..."

"I was blocked on stage at that time. As you know, Mengmeng, I also wanted to have a chance to change my previous image..."

With his brain running at high speed, Yan Qing organized his words: "I felt that it was not good to refuse Wang Wanxi bluntly, and she turned off the lights early. I was so frustrated that I made that decision."

"Tch! You still don't understand how arrogant she is?"

Su Meng tugged on the backrest of the sofa again, but still couldn't pull it out. There was nothing left on the coffee table except a cup of espresso coffee. She spat at you and said, "I really want to splash black coffee on your face. I feel so sorry for you." not worth."

"I was a little dazed at the time. After all, I hadn't seen Xiaoge for a long time. Maybe my emotions were completely influenced by her..."

While considering his words, Yan Qing raised his eyes with difficulty and met Su Meng's gaze.

"On the morning of August 6th, Victoria fired several editors. I remember it very clearly..."

Looking at Yan Qing, her eyes were full of regret for his misfortune and anger. Su Meng murmured and recalled: "That afternoon, Jier came up with the tulips she bought for Victoria from downstairs. She blushed with embarrassment and felt secretly in her heart. Xu Di asked me...Yan Qing...that's not right!"

"August 6, 2013??? This is not the Beginning of Autumn. Ah, New York is in the Eastern Time Zone of the United States, which is the time of the fifth west zone. When converted to Imperial City time, August 7th is the Beginning of Autumn..."

Taking advantage of Su Meng's pause, Yan Qing's mind was spinning rapidly, and he smoothed out some key information.

"Buzzing and holding a bouquet of flowers, "I" wouldn't promise to take her wandering! Why did I choose such a song! Why did I agree to Wang Wanxi? Xiaoge must have been very sad at the time."

"Jier didn't know that this scumbag of yours was called Yan Qing at that time. This is what she said..."

With a look of disdain, Su Meng corrected him: "Esanke said that he wants to take me to go wandering with him in the future. Mengmeng, does this count as a confession?"


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