Chapter 2 - The Eve of the Moldcast

After years of hard work, Yanmo is no longer a small employee who has just entered the workplace. At nine o'clock in the morning, Yan Mo sat in her office on time, made a cup of flower and fruit tea, and drank more water no matter how busy she was.

The sun shone into her small office through the window, and Yan Mo examined her delicate appearance, her face was good, her clothes were good, so she opened her notebook in a good mood, and took a deep look out of the sunny window before finishing the day's work.

It is almost the same as the publicity plan of GD clothing company that has been revised yesterday, and it is necessary to start preparing for the selection of models at the same time. It is not difficult to choose a model, Yan Mo habitually turned his pen and thought: Generally, the boss of Party A has his favorite little star, no matter whether he looks good or not, whether the style is matched or not, just use it. At that time, it will be OK to lean on the style of clothing for them.

Thinking that the boss of GD Company and the boss are friends, Yan Mo planned to go to the boss to explore the tone first, but there was really already a candidate, so he went directly to the shooting process, after all, there is no rush without that project.

Before getting up and going to the boss's office, Yan Mo glanced out the window yearningly: the scenery in early autumn is really beautiful, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the leaves are beginning to turn yellow, the air is slightly cool, if you can get in close contact with nature... As soon as I looked up, I had already walked to the front of the boss's office.

With a yearning face, Yan Mo knocked on the door of the boss's office, and a middle-aged, decent and shrewd man came into view. Yan Mo habitually put on a smile: "Mr. Zhang is good!"

Mr. Zhang was answering the phone and motioned for Yan Mo to sit down across from his desk. When the boss hung up the phone, Yan Mo said, "Mr. Zhang, the advertising plan of GD company is almost over, and the next model ... ”

Without waiting for Yan Mo to finish speaking, Mr. Zhang interrupted her and said, "Xiao Mo, I was about to tell you about this, the male model of GD company has already been selected, so we don't have to worry about it anymore, the female model still has to let Party A choose, this is what the boss of GD company just now." ”

"Okay, Mr. Zhang. I'm going to arrange it, and tomorrow the GD company will have time to select the mold. ”

"Xiao Mo, time is money, hurry up. ”

Yan Mo cursed in his heart, and when he turned to leave, he turned back again. Showing a mysterious smile, "Mr. Zhang, most of the GD company is men's clothing, women's clothing is just add-ons, is it necessary to choose on the spot? ”

"Since Party A has made a request, we will try our best to meet the needs of others. ”

"Good"

On the way back to his office, Yan Mo had already scolded all the bosses all over the world in his heart, in order to satisfy his pretentious mentality, no matter how much workload he increased for employees. Ay!

Complaining is complaining, and the work still has to be done. Yan Mo called his two girls to the office to arrange the specific work of model selection, but fortunately, the task was not heavy this time.

Before anyone arrived, a burst of aroma had wafted into the house.

"Qianqian, it's so fragrant! What brand of perfume is this?" Yan Mo is sensitive to smells, and the smell of perfume on Ye Qian's body can always choke her speechless, "You go to contact GD Company to confirm the clothes that can be provided during the mold selection, only women's clothing!, as well as their personnel and time." Shu Tong, you contact the modeling agency and tell them what we want from the model, as long as the female model!"

"Sister Mo, aren't we mainly shooting men's clothing this time? Ye Qian gossiped.

Shu Tong is married, and he is not interested in the handsome little brother, and he just praises his husband every day for how good he is. Ye Qian is still single, and when she sees a handsome guy, she looks like a nymphomaniac, and it is not strange for her to ask Yan Mo like this.

"It's decided, otherwise the workload will be doubled!" Yan Mo said and motioned for the two to go out to work.

"I thought I could see a lot of handsome guys! I don't know if this handsome guy is handsome!"

"You know how to look at faces!"

Two twenty-six-seventeen girls muttered that they had gone out to work.

It's really a face-looking society, and today's girls look when they see handsome guys. Yan Mo sighed in his heart, the little brothers in their twenties now, handsome are handsome, but they are too naïve and arrogant, thinking that as long as they are handsome, all the girls will scream for it, and the whole world is theirs.

Suddenly, a voice said in his heart, "It's because you don't like young handsome guys when you're old", Yan Mo was startled by himself, frowned and calculated his age, I'm only 31, not too old, right?

Since he turned 30, Yan Mo often can't remember his age. Once in the hospital, the doctor asked the patient's name and age as usual, and Yan Mo suddenly got stuck. It's like a problem of the century, thinking back to the date of his birth, and then using the current years and months to subtract, and finally weakly answered it after a long time. The doctor looked horrified and wondered if he should send the patient to a psychiatric or neurology department.

......

Yan Mo retracted his thoughts and dialed the phone number of GD Company to confirm the final plan. "What... Okay, but ... Good good. Put down the phone, and silently read in my heart, "Party A is God, you are right, the customer abuses me thousands of times, and I treat the customer like my first love." ”

Yan Mo suddenly remembered his "first love" who didn't know if he had been in love, a boy wearing a white T-shirt, with a green face and full of sunshine, appeared in front of him.

is clearly 17 years old, but no matter how you look at it, it is not as naïve as the little brothers in their 20s. Unconsciously Yan Mo's eyes drifted out of the window again, the sun was shining, just like the white-clothed boy on the playground back then, flashing with a smiling face with bright eyes, shaking people couldn't open their eyes.

Before leaving work at 6 o'clock in the evening, I finally got the details of the plan and all the things of the mold selection that were revised again, and it was rare to get off work on time.