Chapter 8: I'm Not Afraid, I'm Not Afraid!
The first Demon Heart
She hid in the bathroom and gnawed her nails, and when she was done, she calmed down.
"Since Huo Zhourong has appeared, it is not strange for Deng Qianhe to appear." Xiao Xingxing thought, "As long as she is not Huo Zhourong's fiancΓ©e now, she will not be involved with herself." β
There was movement outside the restroom, and someone came in.
"Hey! Did that Jiang Luo scold people again just now? β
"No, the young lady who came with perfume is so good-looking......"
The two staff members washed their hands and horned at the same time: "She is jealous of others as long as she sees a good-looking woman, and her fans must not know that the little fairy woman in their hearts is like this behind her back." β
"It's better to be Miss Deng!"
"Nonsense, people are the daughters of wealthy families."
"He has a good temper, he tips us every time he comes, and he never scolds people."
The voice gradually became quieter, and Xiao Xingxing poked his head out to look.
Now she is not Huo Zhourong's fiancΓ©e, and it has nothing to do with Huo Zhourong, Xiao Xingxing washed her face and reminded herself again in the mirror.
"Reality is meant to change! Whatever happens in the manga is uncertain. Come on, you can! β
After doing a few mental constructions, Xiao Xingxing walked out with his head held high.
"Did you just lose your temper again?" In the private room, Deng Qianhe was educating Jiang Luo, she was wearing a denim skirt suit from the Xiang family, and she had the temperament of a lady.
Jiang Luo said with a flattering smile: "Oh, no, it was the designer who said that it was not clear, I asked two more words." β
"You have to know for yourself anyway." Deng Qianhe shook his head, "Since you want to mix in the entertainment industry, you have to pay attention, and the Deng family can't help you deal with the aftermath every time." β
Jiang Luo's smile froze, and he immediately nodded as if he was fine, indicating that he understood, and at this time, Xiao Xingxing knocked on the door and came in.
"Miss Xiao, please introduce me to the perfume just now, just let my cousin listen to it too!"
Her attitude changed, Xiao Xingxing looked at Deng Qianhe, who nodded slightly at her.
"It's the first time I've seen such a young perfume designer." Deng Qianhe smiled, "It's so beautiful!" β
Jiang Luo pouted: "The designer is not a star, and beauty can't be eaten." β
Deng Qianhe glanced at her, and Jiang Luo spread his hands: "Okay, okay, hurry up and take out the perfume." β
Xiao Xingxing introduced the perfume again, and finally Jiang Luo chose the first No. 3, and there was another one with a strong flavor suitable for nightclubs.
"I heard that your company is launching a perfume on Valentine's Day?" Deng Qianhe asked, holding the perfume bottle.
"Yes, it's the company's main hit this year." Xiao Xingxing answered honestly.
"The perfume of Lucky Rose is a sign of Huo's entry into the fashion circle, and Huo's has invested a lot of manpower and material resources."
Deng Qianhe thoughtfully: "Did you also participate in this design?" β
"Well, everybody in the design department is involved." Xiao Xingxing looked like he would say whatever he wanted.
"My friends and I are looking forward to it, and I hope that your perfume can become the light of domestic products." Deng Qianhe smiled, looking as if he was really asking casually.
But Jiang Luo's eyes suddenly lit up: "Cousin! Can I be the spokesperson of perfume then? β
"This is Huo's thing, do you think it's Deng's!" Deng Qianhe poked her in the head.
"Then don't we have a business relationship with the Huo family? It would be nice to let my cousin-in-law say hello. β
Deng Qianhe thought for a while: "I'll mention it to my dad when I go back!" β
"Great, cousin!" Jiang Luo hugged Deng Qianhe, as if she had already received an endorsement.
Next, Xiao Xingxing had to tell Jiang Luo how to match the perfume, and Deng Qianhe had left beforehand, so she was relieved.
"Wait a minute, I'll answer the phone." Jiang Luo picked up the phone, and she didn't know what the person on the other side of the phone said, so she looked at Xiao Xingxing's eyes wrong.
Syllable! Jiang Luo threw his phone on the table: "You just said which two can be sprayed together?" β
"These two bottles." Xiao Xingxing gave it to her, obviously Jiang Luo had already held it in her hand, but suddenly she let go of her hand, and two bottles of perfume fell to the ground.
Cha...... Shattered.
The private room was instantly surrounded by the rich smell of perfume, and Xiao Xingxing's first reaction was to squat down and clean up, but Jiang Luo kicked it over, and the pointed high heels were directly aimed at Xiao Xingxing's eyes.