Chapter 10: Unveiling the Short Progress
βLi
Miss Da, who has admired her name for a long time, is in Xia Mengjiao, the chief makeup artist of the Zheng family. "A man in his early thirties, because of his profession, is well-maintained, and he looks like he is in his early twenties, but he has the charm of a mature man.
Ye Wanwan stretched out her hand, shook half of her palm lightly and quickly withdrew it, smiling decently: "Mr. Meng is too modest, your name is also thunderous in the industry, although I have not been back to China for a long time, I have heard a lot." β
Meng Jiao's eyes were happy, his face was a little more proud, and he pretended to be modest and said: "I am only a little famous in China, and Li."
Miss Da is not worth mentioning. β
After saying this, the two makeup artists next to him complimented Meng Jiao for two sentences, looking adoring and flattering, but they put Ye Wanwan aside.
"Mr. Meng can't be presumptuous, I admire you very much. Ye Wanwan didn't seem to find herself in an embarrassing situation, and still said with a smile: "Boss Yun has a good eye for people, and selected Mr. Meng, who has just left the campus, and has been cultivating for five years without sparing a lot of money, and Mr. Meng also knows that he is grateful and won the silver medal in the beauty competition held in City A four years ago, which made the humble Cloud Beauty Salon shine." β
After speaking, Ye Wanwan's smile became brighter and brighter, and her clear gaze made everyone nearby feel that she was a sincere compliment.
However, Meng Jiao was very ugly, his face was white and black, like a color palette.
In the entire A city industry, who doesn't know that he Meng Jiao jumped to the Zheng family after the beauty competition, although he caused many people to be scolded at the time, but his own skills are outstanding, and the Zheng family is an upstart in the industry, just relying on a small beauty salon, naturally it will not have any impact on him.
And now, the Zheng family has developed strongly, and Meng Jiao's fame is getting bigger and bigger, and no one has mentioned the previous ungrateful things anymore.
Who would have thought that the things buried in the bottom of my heart would be peeled back so suddenly.
"Hey, could it be that I remembered it wrong? That Meng Jiao, who was funded by Boss Yun, just had the same name and surname as Mr. Meng?" Ye Wanwan raised her eyebrows in surprise, pretending to look at Meng Jiao innocently.
The bad thing was mentioned again, and Meng Jiao's face became even more ugly.
The other two makeup artists were so shocked that they looked at Ye Wanwan's gaze as if they were looking at the devil.
"Poof, that young lady is really interesting, but she offended Master Meng a lot. β
"Although she is telling the truth, I also admire it, but offending a famous beauty artist, this young lady will have a lot less options in the future. β
Several men and women nearby who heard Ye Wanwan's words showed a look of pity on their faces, these people have banquets almost every day, and there is still a lot of demand for makeup artists.
"Tsk, you two are worrying about it in vain, that young lady is not an ordinary person, she is also a makeup artist, she is international, Master Meng is only domestic, not a grade at all, what is she afraid of. β
There are people who know Ye Wanwan to help popularize science. I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, this popular science lady's voice is exceptionally crisp and transparent.
Meng Jiao, who was not far away, couldn't even pretend he couldn't hear it.
At this time, Ye Wanwan also seemed to notice that something was wrong, raised her eyebrows in surprise, and said faintly after a while: "It seems that I am not mistaken, but Mr. Meng does not have to be ugly, after all, good birds choose trees to perch." β
It was obviously a compliment, but it could come out of Ye Wanwan's mouth, and the people nearby could hear the ridicule.
Ye Wanwan sneered in her heart, didn't Tan Minghao say just now that the three makeup artists in front of him were cultivated by the Zheng family with a lot of money, cut, the skin is really thick, obviously they were dug up with a lot of money.
"Hehe, Li
That's what Miss da said. Meng Jiao's handsome face stinked and wanted to refute, but he had scruples because of the president's orders.
He is famous, but he only mixes in City A, saying that the country is all about putting gold on his face.
Meng Jiao knew that he would hold on to the Zheng family's big ship.
βLi
Miss Da, I appreciate you very much, although because of the past, you have a little misunderstanding of me, but in the future, if you have the opportunity, I will explain to you well, some things, not as simple as the surface. Meng Jiao's face was forbearing, putting on a look of unspeakable suffering, and looking at Ye Wanwan's gaze, he also became soft and warm.
Ye Wanwan's heart trembled, and a layer of goosebumps instantly appeared on her arm, this person is a nervous disorder, what kind of trouble, suddenly so affectionate, is it ......
Thinking of something, Ye Wanwan tilted her head, brushed the hair that had slipped behind her ears, and glanced at the place where Zheng Xiulan and Ye Qiangrose were standing.
Oh, I see.
Ye Wanwan's face turned cold, she took a step back and said lightly: "I think Mr. Meng is better to explain now, there are many people here, and if you say your grievances, let everyone listen to it, and you can also save some reputation." β
Meng Jiao was stuck in his throat with a mouthful of old blood, and his eyes were also stained with a layer of anger, damn woman, why don't you follow the routine.
Shouldn't it be a shy nod, and then the two of them agreed on a time to talk about their hearts and feelings alone?
Meng Jiao, who was very confident in his external conditions, had doubts for the first time, thinking of the purpose of coming here, Meng Jiao's eyes were fierce when he lowered his head, and when he raised his head again, he returned to his affectionate appearance.
βLi
Miss Da, I came here because of you, let's talk about other things later, I wonder if you can give me a thin noodle and have a drink?"
Meng Jiao looked at the woman in front of him, with a cold temperament, exquisite appearance, and an eye-catching figure, although he was not very good at talking, but if he could spend a good night together, those small shortcomings could still be ignored.
The more he thought about it, the more excited Meng Jiao became, he couldn't wait, he summoned the waiter, took two glasses of red wine with his own hands, and handed the one in his left hand to Ye Wanwan: "Li."
Miss Da, do you want to save face?"
Ye Wanwan glanced at the red wine handed to her, and then looked up at Meng Jiao, although he tried his best to maintain his composure, the ripples in the wine glass still betrayed him.
Nervous, or excited, Ye Wanwan sneered in her heart, and reached out to take the glass of red wine. The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, no matter what conspiracy he has, as long as he doesn't drink this glass of wine, see what else they can do.
Just as Ye Wanwan's fingers touched the wine glass, suddenly a black shadow burst out from under the table and crashed into Meng Jiao like a small cannonball.
The black shadow was too fast, and everyone focused their eyes on Meng Jiao and Ye Wanwan, even if they saw it, they only exclaimed, and there was no time to remind and stop them.
The sound of clanging and the crisp sound of the wine glass falling to the ground, the next second, a children's voice mixed with anger sounded: "Dead pervert, dare to peek at the little master peeing!"