Chapter 12: How could it be him? 2

"It's a family business, it's been around for more than 200 years." Xiaoya looked at the cute little appearance that An Qin was trying to recall, and shook her head with a smile. "But as a fashion designer, you're more focused on trends, and that doesn't matter."

"It used to be, but now it's different. I am the stylist of Mr. President, and I need to know more about his character and preferences in order to complete the work better. An Qin said, a little puzzled again. It stands to reason that he should need an experienced stylist. ”

"Charlie was in charge of this work before, and Mr. Leng is still young after all, so it is understandable that he wants to change his style." Shinoya guessed.

"So, the two Leng are always relatives, aren't they?"

Shinoya nodded.

"What kind of person is our Mr. Leng? Is it good to talk? ”

"...... "That's the point, and Xiao Ya glanced at the girl with big eyes flickering with some concern. Others are actually quite good, but they don't like to talk very much. You also know that the person who can sit in that position is quite demanding of everything, and you just do your best. If you can't do it, it's a big deal to let Sister Yue change and let Charlie continue to take over. ”

"That's not good, I have to satisfy Mr. Leng, I have advanced half a year's salary, but I want to make money to eat!" Although there is some pressure to serve the president of the group, An Qin is confident in his talents.

"Come on!" What she lacks is self-confidence like An Qin.

…… Maybe I haven't slept well for three days, maybe it's because Xiaoya's bed is really comfortable, Anqin slept soundly this night, and at seven o'clock in the morning, she went out full of energy when she was dressed neatly.

The 'Diamond Youth' high-end apartment is just two streets away, single-storey and detached, and is one of the most luxurious and luxurious real estate projects in Pengcheng City.

Mr. Leng's residence occupies 18 and 19 floors, each floor covers an area of 500 square meters, spacious and luxurious, with complete facilities, like a palace.

Because there was no key card, his secretary, Miss Roland, was waiting for her in the lobby on the first floor.

"You can hold this key card for easy access." Roland led An Qin into the house and handed over the key card in his hand to An Qin. "The young master is working upstairs, he has two important business meetings this morning, and he is going to the Saint-Phil Manor in the afternoon to meet with friends."

"What kind of party is it?" An Qin asked.

"Ordinary gatherings, drinking afternoon tea and chatting."

An Qin nodded understandingly.

"As for the itinerary for the evening, it has not yet been decided, you wait for the notice then, the company is not far from here, can you be on call?"

"Hmm!"

"This is the master bedroom." Roland took An Qin straight through the luxurious Mediterranean-style living room and ushered her into the master bedroom, which was full of 100 square meters. "The closet is over here."

The morning sun pours in through the half-drawn curtains, and the bedroom has a much simpler and fresher style compared to the luxurious dΓ©cor outside, most notably the murals of the forest on all sides and the ceiling with elves dancing in the clouds.

An Qin liked the paintings, and she looked at the elves with a little face, as if she had joined their game, and smiled charmingly.

Roland stood in front of the door of the closet, quietly looking at the girl who was as happy as an elf, and the corners of his lips were lightly raised.

"I'll have to go see how breakfast is ready, I'll leave it to you." After a moment, Roland said to the girl.

"Okay."

"If you need to call me, I'll be outside."

Waiting for Roland to leave, An Qin stepped into the forty-square-meter wardrobe.

white or light-colored shirts; Haute couture suits, slender, perfectly tailored, and exquisitely handmade; A wide range of limited-edition brand watches, diamond-encrusted tie clips, cufflinks, and hand-made polished leather shoes reflect the dignity of the owner...... The number is staggering, but the style is single.

Sportswear and casual wear occupy only the innermost compartment, and there are only six sets when you count them.

Looks like a workaholic.

An Qin came to such a conclusion before he saw Mr. Leng himself.