Chapter 42: A slap in the face
For Bai Lu, she has always adopted the principle that more is better than less.
As if he suddenly remembered something, Lin Mobian squinted slightly, and took advantage of Bai Lu's inattention to aim at her hand number.
…… One hundred and ninety-nine.
Ohmygod!
"One hundred and ninety-nine and two hundred!"
Ignoring Bai Lu's flattering look, the interviewers in the whole room looked like they were ...... All a little impatient.
That's right, I've interviewed 198 people, and I haven't seen any kind of costume stylist.
Even if she could name the flowers, the interviewer would have been tired of smelling it.
"Ahem, ahem—"
A discordant tone suddenly sounded in the room, and Lin Mobian subconsciously looked over.
I saw a peacock man sitting near the inside dressed exaggeratedly, wishing that all the colors were pasted on his body.
Although I have doubts about the aesthetics of the peacock man, I have to say that he looks quite delicate, and a face that can be broken perfectly shows the ...... of men Uh, feminine.
It's just that this flower peacock keeps staring at her?!
Lin Mofang has realized what it means, if you can kill people with your eyes, you would have died ten thousand times a long time ago.
Now, she was stared at by the peacock, and she was uncomfortable.
Su Nan silently looked at the eye contact between Lin Mobian and Allen, and his heart was secretly refreshed, Allen was obviously wrong with this woman!
If this woman's professional quality is passed, she can be admitted exceptionally. Anyway, there are a lot of vacant positions in the company, and it is not a hassle to have an idle costume stylist at all.
If this woman arrives at Flawed Yu and can successfully make Alan angry half to death every day, she will also be regarded as a major event for the benefit of the whole company.
"Ahem-ahem, you two, we've already read your information. I don't know, did you bring a design manuscript today? Putting away the careful thoughts in his heart, Su Nan put on a serious expression and said in a deep voice.
"Yes!" Bai Lu immediately shouted loudly, and handed the design draft to Su Nan in a hurry.
Seeing this, Lin Mofang threw Bai Lu a big white eye without a trace.
In such a hurry? There is no fool who can come to the interview and forget to bring the design draft.
But in the next second, a room full of people witnessed what it means to be a slap in the face.
"Miss Lin, you won't bring any design drafts to the interview, right?" The yin and yang weird tone instantly shook Lin Mofang's spirit.
…… She finally understood why the peacock man kept staring at her, wasn't this man Xia Beiyu's agent Allen?
It's over, it's over, the two of them have formed a big beam before! She didn't bring her design manuscript, wouldn't she be dead!!
Su Nan was also secretly annoyed in his heart, the Lin Mofin shown on the information was good in all aspects, especially when he won the gold medal in the Jeanswest Cup competition some time ago, which was a complete plus.
But now, on such an important occasion, I didn't bring the design manuscript, how to evaluate her professional quality?
It's Bai Lu, with average professional ability and mediocre qualifications. If it weren't for the chief costume stylist that her father knew, she wouldn't have been able to pass the re-examination at all.
Su Nan sighed deeply and looked at Lin Mobian regretfully, "Miss Lin is sorry, although the design manuscript is not the whole of judging a fashion designer, it is the soul of a fashion designer. So ......"
The interviewer's words have been made very clear, and even if Lin Mobian is reluctant, it will not help.