"Okay, okay, why don't I go? Just tell me where the address is, and I'll go directly to you."
Ling Wenxiao could see that Cole was determined not to give up if he disagreed, so he had no choice but to agree.
"That's right, I'll send you the location in a moment."
"Ke'er, let's go quickly, the customers are still waiting for us!"
A colleague outside Ke'er's door came over and called Ke'er, and Ke'er agreed: "Hey~ I'll come right away."
He turned around and gave Ling Wenxiao a suffocating hug, reluctantly stood up and looked at Ling Wenxiao: "I'm leaving, Xiao Xiao, let's see you the day after tomorrow!"
Ling Wenxiao nodded politely: "Okay, see you the day after tomorrow."
Cole met He Qiyan's gaze and nodded towards him. He Qiyan also nodded and raised his hand: "Goodbye!"
Cole turned his head and left in a hurry.
After Cole left, He Qiyan and Ling Wenxiao also left the hotel and got on the bus home. It was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, which was the rush hour after work. The road home was now becoming congested. In the traffic jam,
During the break, He Qiyan asked Ling Wenxiao intentionally or unintentionally:
"Xiao Xiaozi, why haven't I heard from you before that you have some connections in the fashion industry? You still hide it so deeply in the company."
Ling Wenxiao looked out the window with careless eyes:
"That's not because I want to survive in the entertainment industry by relying on my own strength. Besides, Cole is indeed the director now, but he has just secured his position. The most he can do is help me win over their products.
Brand endorsement.
He doesn’t have that many connections for other things! He wants to keep his position as director, and he also needs to accumulate a lot of other connections. I can’t trouble him in these aspects.”
He Qiyan slowly asked again: "So Xiaozi understands things so well. How did you become childhood sweethearts? Are you neighbors who grew up together?"
Ling Wenxiao tried hard to recall the memory of the original owner in his mind, went through it in his mind and said: "His mother and my mother are good friends, so even if we are friends who grew up together, the two of us have been going to school together since childhood.
We are in the same school, but not in the same class. Every Friday, my mother and his mother will take us together, go out for a meal and then go home."
Ling Wenxiao knew that he would continue to ask them about things, so he told him everything in his memory.
"Later, when I went to college, I chose a school majoring in acting, but he was not interested in acting, so we didn't go to the same school together when we were in college. He majored in computer science. Later, after graduation, he went to work in a big factory
One year.
For some reason, he later wanted to join the literary and art world to make a living. After leaving Dachang, he has been working at Aijia Brand. In the past two years, we have met very rarely. Their company works overtime day and night, and he is very capable.
To reach the position of director, you have to risk your life to get there."
He Qiyan nodded: "Well, he is a hard-working man. He can become a brand director in a few years. He also has excellent strength."
"Yes, he was very good when he was a child. He can learn everything as soon as he learns it. His classmates and teachers all like him and admire him. It can be said that he is an out-and-out good student!"
He Qiyan's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he asked tentatively: "Oh, is his girlfriend with him?"
Ling Wenxiao thought for a moment: "Girlfriend? He seems to have never had a girlfriend. He may be a heartless and loveless person! Hahaha... He has a lot of friends and so on, which may have wiped out his love.
Alright."
He Qiyan raised the corners of his lips: "Well, I'm afraid there is an impossible person in my heart."
Ling Wenxiao didn't understand the meaning of He Qi's words and nodded: "Maybe."
When they arrived home, the moon had already risen. Ling Wenxiao walked quickly to the door and recognized it with his face. The door was indeed opened. Ling Wenxiao was relieved this time. This proved that even if He Qiyan was not
When she is at home, she can come and go as she pleases without worrying about being unable to enter the house.
Ling Wenxiao entered the room and slumped down on the sofa as if she had seen a life-saving straw. Due to the injury, she had not fully recovered her energy. She had been lying down for so many days, and suddenly she exercised with such intensity today.
Ling Wenxiao's body was still a little overwhelmed for a while. Of course, this was Ling Wenxiao's body. If it had been placed in the previous body, it would have been alive and kicking by now.
Ling Wenxiao shook his head back and forth, muttering silently in his heart: "It seems that the consciousness can't control the body's functions. This body needs to be trained more in the future. It's too thin and tender."
He Qiyan poured a glass of water for Ling Wenxiao and brought it to her. Seeing Ling Wenxiao's expression of pain and shaking his head, he quickly put down the water glass and sat next to Ling Wenxiao.
One hand passed through the neck to hold Ling Wenxiao into his arms, leaning his head on his shoulder, and the other hand gently patted Ling Wenxiao's face: "Little Xiaozi, little Xiaozi, wake up, what's the matter?
Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
He Qiyan was frightened, thinking that Ling Wenxiao suddenly felt unwell and lost consciousness.
Ling Wenxiao was still planning in his mind how to exercise in the future, but was interrupted by this sudden call. He tried hard to open his tired eyelids, and his eyes slowly focused. He Qiyan's face was nervously in front of him, looking at him.
.
Ling Wenxiao looked at He Qiyan's lips opening and closing, and just came back from his own world: "I'm fine, I'm just too sleepy, don't be so nervous."
He Qiyan took the water cup he had just poured for her in his hand and slowly fed it to her. Ling Wenxiao didn't resist and just leaned in He Qiyan's arms to drink the water.
Ling Wenxiao drank the entire glass of water, He Qiyan put the cup on the coffee table, and Ling Wenxiao also sat up.
The doorbell dinged outside the door. He Qiyan held down Ling Wenxiao who was about to get up: "I'll go!"
It turned out that the clothes I ordered at the mall arrived today. The courier brought all the bags in and placed them in more than fifty pieces, large and small.
When the courier was about to leave, He Qiyan stopped him and gave him a tip of 100 yuan.
"Thank you Mr. He, I wish you a happy life."
After the courier left, He Qiyan closed the door and walked over with six bags in his hand: "Xiao Xiaozi, try these items first, and see what you take with you when you go abroad."
Ling Wenxiao's already tired body started to feel numb when he heard that he was still trying on clothes:
"I'm not on a work-study program, so why do I dress so well? I don't want people to misunderstand that I'm a wealthy daughter from some family, here to experience life!"
He Qiyan sat on the sofa and sighed: "Okay, then, please pay for these clothes, Miss Ling!"
Ling Wenxiao's expression froze in an instant. He grabbed a bag angrily, strode back to his room, and deliberately stamped his feet with great force, making the floor creak.
While Ling Wenxiao was changing clothes in the bathroom, he cursed He Qiyan a hundred times in his mind: "This guy only threatens me with money!"
Ling Wenxiao pouted and walked out of the room, stood in front of He Qiyan and turned around: "Is this okay, Mr. He?"
Seeing Ling Wenxiao's impatient look, He Qiyan took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his bag and put it on the coffee table. He leaned back on the sofa, folded his hands in front of his chest, crossed his legs and said: "
If what you wear looks good, I will give you a thousand yuan. If what you wear doesn’t look good, let’s return it. How about that?”
He Qiyan is different from others. Everyone else uses mobile phones to pay. He is the only one who still carries so much cash with him in this era.
Ling Wenxiao's eyes lit up instantly when he heard the words "pay him back for wearing nice clothes". Is there such a good thing? He didn't complain about him in his heart.
Ling Wenxiao tidied up his appearance with his hands in panic, smiled at He Qiyan with his eight teeth exposed, pinched his waist with both hands, and after twisting it left and right, he turned around and looked at He Qiyan expectantly.
:
"Mr. He, take a look, how do I look?"
He Qiyan held his chin with one hand and looked hesitant: "Well...this outfit, do you think it looks good?"
He Qiyan asked Ling Wenxiao the question. Ling Wenxiao would definitely not let go of the thousand yuan. He immediately said: "I think it looks good. Mr. He, look at this top. It's light blue with
Pure white, showing a hint of playfulness but also a hint of sadness, coupled with its ice silk fabric, makes the whole dress appear lighter and more breathable.
Look again, paired with this light brown pleated skirt, the length of the skirt just covers the top of the feet, without dragging, and the overall look makes the whole person look elegant and elegant."
Ling Wenxiao said all the adjectives he could think of. What Ling Wenxiao never expected was that he used to earn hard-earned money with his fists, but now he was earning this businessman's money with his words.
He Qiyan showed an expression of being convinced by her, took out a dozen of money, checked out ten of them with his hands, and put them aside: "Well, I think this is okay, I'll leave the money here for you."
Ling Wenxiao looked at the dozen money happily and immediately took four or five bags back to his room to change them.
Ling Wenxiao found a dress. After taking it out, she was attracted to it. It was white and very light and translucent. Ling Wenxiao had not worn a dress for several years. Now she is an adult. What kind of skirts are there on the market?
She had never seen the style before.
Ling Wenxiao changed into her skirt, looked at herself in the mirror, let down her hair, combed it with a wooden comb, draped it over her shoulders, and tucked one side of her hair behind her ear.
Ling Wenxiao slowly walked out of the room. At this moment, she finally felt that she looked like a fair lady. The white color set off Ling Wenxiao's face, which was pink and tender.
The low-cut skirt makes the mountain peaks more obvious, and the line of the collarbone is undoubtedly highlighted. The skirt just covers the knees, and a layer of gauze hangs down to the feet, making the pair of white legs more slender and straight. The feeling of privacy makes the whole person more sexy and fluffy.
The fluffy sleeves and shoulders are a little playful.
The moment Ling Wenxiao walked out of the room, He Qiyan felt that time started to slow down like a movie. Ling Wenxiao was walking slowly on the breeze and wanted to walk over. He Qiyan couldn't help but look Ling Wenxiao up and down.
, his Adam's apple trembled up and down, and his eyes couldn't leave Ling Wenxiao's body for a moment.
Ling Wenxiao was also a little nervous, lowered his head slightly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at He Qiyan's expression: "Mr. He, this is so beautiful, I don't need to explain it to you anymore!"
He Qiyan's ears turned red, he tightened his hands, turned his head away, and pretended to be calm: "Well, this one is fine."
He Qiyan seemed to have some kind of monster in his heart, which made him uneasy. In order to prevent himself from losing his composure, he said to Ling Wenxiao:
"There's no need to try anything else. Just take all the money on the table. I originally wanted to give it to you so that you can go out with Cole the day after tomorrow. Don't always let people spend money. You can also treat him to food."
A meal.”
Ling Wenxiao was still a little shocked when he saw He Qiyan's attitude change. But then he thought, don't take it for free. If you don't take it, he will become emotionally unstable and start to go crazy and refuse to admit it.
Then you won't get a penny.
Ling Wenxiao immediately bent down and began to collect the money on the coffee table. He Qiyan was now facing Ling Wenxiao's mountain peak. From this angle, He Qiyan could see everything at a glance. He Qiyan began to have difficulty breathing, and he forced himself again
Let yourself turn away.
Ling Wenxiao picked up the money and bowed to He Qiyan: "Thank you, Mr. He, for the reward. Xiao Xiaozi is grateful."
Ling Wenxiao raised his head and looked at He Qiyan's red face. He quickly walked to He Qiyan's side, put his hand on He Qiyan's forehead, and asked:
"Mr. He, are you feeling unwell? Why are your whole body so red? Look, your hands are all red."
When Ling Wenxiao came over and touched his forehead, He Qiyan's eyes got closer to the mountain peaks, and the faint smell of mint from Ling Wenxiao's body penetrated into He Qiyan's nose.
He Qiyan felt his throat tighten and was speechless. This chapter has been completed!