Chapter 448: Meeting with the Female Devil (Fourth Update from time to time)
The next day.
"Didi ......"
"Mr. Louis, right away."
"Take your time."
Sitting inside the bumblebee, Mark looked at the busy staff in the flower shop and lit himself a cigarette.
The next person to meet Rao is Mark, and he can't help but feel very pressured.
Not much.
The young staff in the flower shop walked to the side of the marker car with a bouquet of dressed evening primrose in three steps and two steps.
Look at the whole of Manhattan.
Nightshade is a flower that can only be sold in this flower shop.
Mark threw the cigarette butt out of the window, took the bouquet and carefully placed it on the co-pilot, then waved to the flower shop employee.
The Hornet engine turns.
There was a roar that carried Mark to his desired destination today.
For Manhattan.
The most important thing is high-rise buildings.
The most lacking ...... It is also a high-rise building.
Seventy-eight floors of a building.
Bite!
As soon as Mark stepped out of the elevator, he immediately felt a smell of gunsmoke.
For the employees who live here in Manhattan.
Go to work every day.
It's all on the battlefield!
Holding the nightshade in his hand, Mark walked to the front desk, took off the sunglasses on his face, smiled and said to the front desk one after another: "Mark Louis, I have an appointment with Anna." β
The hand holding the ballpoint pen at the front desk made an apologetic gesture to Mark.
That's when it happened.
Walking through the corridor on the right, there was a tall beauty who might not be ninety, but in terms of fashion, more than ninety.
Mark saw this.
Walked directly past the front desk towards the woman.
When the woman saw Mark, she said directly: "Anna has arrived at the office." β
Mark looked down at his outfit and said to the woman, "How am I dressed today?" β
The woman smiled, "It's great." β
Mark shook his head, pointed to the half-open door at the end of the aisle, and said, "Is it still that door?" β
The woman nodded with a smile.
Not much.
Mark stood in the half-open doorway of his office and took a deep breath.
Believe it or not.
When he left Fox Town, Mark wasn't a typical man from the start.
When I first met this guy in the office.
Mark's dress was directly evaluated by the person inside as useless, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.
Meantime.
Inside, this and only one of the stunned Mark was speechless and the only one who still survived.
Exhaling, Mark raised his hand and knocked on the door.
The assistants at the desks on either side of Mark made eye contact.
Seems to be somewhat ......
Gloat.
"Come in!" A cold, unwavering voice came from inside the office.
Mark pushed the door open.
Today's weather is a bit overcast, and the lighting is not very good.
But the middle-aged woman sitting behind the glass table still wore a pair of semi-circular glasses that covered her eyes......
When Mark came in, the woman behind the desk was doing her own thing without raising her head.
If anyone else dared to ignore him like this.
Mark promises that he will never be able to ignore anyone else again.
But......
The one in front of him is not one of them.
"Ahem." Mark clenched his fists and coughed twice.
The woman looked up.
The next second.
was rated as one person, enough to pry the global fashion industry, the female devil frowned directly and said unceremoniously: "God, what are you wearing?" What's trending with the homeless lately? β
Mark looked down at his clothes.
A slim-fitting suit from the finest and most luxurious tailors.
Wearing a valuable red tie.
The leather shoes are made of real crocodile leather, which is bright enough to take care of people's shadows.
It's no exaggeration.
The value of this set on Mark's body is enough for a local family of five whose living standards are in the middle and low end to live happily for a year.
That's it, no matter how you say it, it won't be the latest model of the homeless.
Blind?
But it's still the same sentence.
You can directly scold anyone.
The one in front of you can't do it.
Not to mention.
Mark came this time with a request for help.
Thinking.
Mark touched his nose and defended himself and said, "Anna, you told me that a suit and a red tie will never be outdated. β
"It also depends on the weather." Anna took off her sunglasses, pointed to the weather outside with one hand and said, "Should you bring this red one in weather like this?" God, have you forgotten what I taught you before? β
Mark was speechless.
The encounter with this so-called fashion witch came after Mark graduated from the Federal College of Quantico.
I had just arrived in New York at that time.
A small trainee agent had a pitiful salary, and in order to be able to pay for the six or seven credit cards in his name at that time, Mark had to choose the choice that most normal people would make.
Part-time ......
It's just not the same as the personal bodyguard that everyone else chooses.
Mark ingeniously chose to apply for a job at VG Magazine, which was recruiting male models for magazines at the time.
After all, in addition to the black and gray industries, if the modeling industry is done well, the money is quite fast.
Merely......
Things didn't go so way Mark had hoped.
Mark became Anna's personal bodyguard for a while.
Mark was reluctant at first.
But for the sake of salary, I still chose to agree.
After all, there are two credit cards that are close to their repayment dates.
However, the part-time time is not long, only one month.
But Mark felt like ten years had passed.
Within a month.
From Mark's hairstyle, clothes, tie to shoes and socks, Anna was relentlessly criticized.
The final result directly caused Mark to empty all the clothes in his closet and throw them into the trash.
After Mark took off his apprenticeship title within a month, he asked Anna if she could give her some advice on what to wear.
Anna said the same sentence as before.
Although Anna was a little vicious, Mark still felt that this month's part-time job was very effective for him.
People depend on their clothes.
Mark thinks if he was wearing flip-flops and a vest.
Can you still meet someone with your nostrils up for the first time as if you were old at first sight?
Again, that's the same sentence.
Person.
It's hierarchical.
Whether you want to admit it or not.
Subsequently!
Mark humbly accepted the criticism of the female devil, and said that he would change the red tie to a sky blue one when he went back.
Anna paused for a long time when she heard this.
Shook his head.
Look at Mark like a piece of rotten wood.
Mark didn't mind.
I walked quickly to the window and inserted the bouquet into the bottle.
Afterwards.
Mark sat across from the female devil.
He took out a stack of wedding dress designs from the bag he was carrying and handed it to the female demon.
"What is this?" The female devil grabbed a wedding dress design with an open collar and asked with a frown.
Mark said, "My fiancΓ©e set ......"
"Let her die." Before Mark's words could speak, the female devil directly put down the blueprint and said so.
Mark inhales.
Again, that's the same sentence.
Someone else interrupted him, and Mark promised to teach her why the flowers were so red......