As he spoke, Ouyang Dong handed Ouyang Di a Wen Jiàn folder, and said with a smile: "Master, you can take your time, this person is worth studying!" ”

Ouyang Di held the blue and white porcelain teacup, and after the tea lid gently licked the tea in the cup a few times, he said lightly: "In the end, he is an illegitimate child who can't be lifted on the table, no matter how smart and capable he is, he is not worthy of my Ouyang Di's pearl in the palm of his hand!" ”

Ouyang Di pushed away the Wen Jiàn folder handed over by Ouyang Dong, how could he look down on an illegitimate child born to an unpopular actor who had been proud of his business man all his life?

"This is not an illegitimate child, it depends on whether the Long family recognizes it or not!" Ouyang Dong didn't think it was a big problem, and said with a smile: "If you want to say that you are worthy of our young lady, I am afraid that there are few people in this world who can be worthy of it, so you might as well observe and observe!" ”

Hearing this, Ouyang Di raised his eyes to look at Ouyang Dong again.

"Master, the young lady is destined to get married, looking at Hong Kong and the whole of Southeast Asia, there are few people who can match our Ouyang family. People with comparable strength have a lot of rules, and the young lady has an innocent personality, how can she stand so many rules, isn't the master afraid that the young lady will be angry? Ouyang Dong continued to persuade.

Ouyang Di took another sip of ginseng tea, and the expression on his face was very deep and solemn.

Ouyang Dong saw that Ouyang Di was deep in thought, and he didn't say anything anymore.

He knew that the old man had always had his own ideas, and he thought more about Ouyang's bright future than anyone else.

He just needs to be reminded by the side, and the old man has the final say on what to do.

*

Towards the end of the evening, Ou Yang's private styling team came to the house.

As soon as Qiao Ke saw Ouyang Mingmei, he twisted his waist excitedly and rushed over, hugged her, and shouted, "Eh, Mingming, I miss you to death, where have you been for a while?" ”

When the words fell, Jock thought of something again, and couldn't help but put his appetite index up, "Obviously, I didn't say you, you were caught by the "Next Magazine" this time, and the floral dress you photographed is really low." You didn't sue anyone, I'm your stylist! ”

Ouyang Mingmei couldn't help but hook her lips and laugh in Jock's exaggerated demeanor.

"Ah, it's good to laugh, I saw your face tight just now, it's very ugly. Now I laughed, and look, how cute it is! Jock clapped his hands happily, and then said: "The old man has instructed me just now, asking me to get you a beautiful look, when we attend the banquet tonight, we will obviously dominate the crowd and kill everyone in seconds." Who dares to say that we are obviously the little sister with the bag, we are clearly a real princess! ”

When Ouyang Mingmei heard this, she said lightly: "It's just to go out with grandpa to meet his friends, so you don't have to make it too grand!" ”

"No, you have to be grand, Master Ouyang's friend, those are all big people at the top of the pyramid, if it's not grand, it's rude!" Jock glared at Ouyang Mingmei and retorted.

"Okay, since grandpa has already explained, then you are in charge!" She just made a Barbie doll with peace of mind.

"Okay!" Jock smiled and turned to beckon the rest of his team to get busy.

After all the modeling was completed and Jock said "OK", Ouyang Mingmei got up from the chair.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Ouyang Mingmei looked at himself in the mirror.

So pretty, so noble, so cute, but why, that damn bastard just doesn't like her?