Looking at Shen Fanyin's smiling face, Su Xingmu couldn't help but have some doubts-

Since when has the painting style of Anseong's small characters become like this...... Insidious?

In the past, Qi Jin was crazy and everyone was afraid, and then Chen Li was notified of his death if he didn't agree with him.

There is Luo Rou who gambled to swallow her brother's brand, there is Qi Yan who is ruthless and even her father and grandfather are empty, and there is also Yang Qian, who sent the whole family to prison.

Oh, and the up-and-coming star in front of her who loves to play Yangmou, she even has to count herself as an innocent passer-by when she even drinks a cup of milk tea.

Su Xingmu held down his heart, the back waves of the Yangtze River pushed the front waves, and one generation was more yin than the next.

It's because she's getting old.

Su Xingmu pondered, for the sake of her mental health, she should find an opportunity to invite Jing Muhan or Luo Ning to a meal.

Otherwise, she will be driven crazy sooner or later by dealing with these little cubs every day.

Shen Fanyin looked at Su Xingmu with burning eyes, and smiled at her after drinking a cup of milk tea: "Sister Xing."

Su Xingmu: "If you have something to say, don't call me if you have nothing to do."

She's irritable right now.

Shen Fanyin smiled sweetly: "Sister Xing, don't you want to send you money?"

Su Xingmu looked at her suspiciously: "You?"

Don't blame Su Xingmu for questioning, counting on Shen Fanyin to take the money out...... She would rather believe that they Xingrui can bring out ten top performers in a year.

"Hmm." Shen Fanyin nodded, "I need a few graphic models that meet Shengyin's brand positioning, and I want long-term and stable cooperation, mainly for promotional photos of online stores, but there must be non-compete clauses."

"It's too much for a non-compete clause for flat mold." Su Xingmu frowned.

"I know, my brother said he talked to you, and I was just here to pick a model." Shen Fanyin's eyes were sincere.

Su Xingmu: "......?"

Pick a model before you have a contract? Is Jing Zeheng overconfident?

It was also a coincidence, in the next second, Su Xingmu received Jing Zeheng's message.

It's a very simple WeChat.

[2 million per person per year.] 】

Su Xingmu: "......"

Not to mention, for graphic models, this salary package is indeed difficult to refuse.

And Sheng Yin only makes clothes, even if they sign a non-compete clause, these models can also shoot accessories and bags...... They even have more time to train and practice and develop in the direction of runway models.

Su Xingmu looked at WeChat on his phone, was silent for a moment, and didn't think of a reason for refusal, so he replied with a "yes".

[Mr. Lao Jiasu told Fanyin that you can drink a cup of milk tea. 】

Su Xingmu put down his phone and looked at Shen Fanyin's eyes full of schadenfreude: "Your brother asked me to tell you that it's okay to drink a cup of milk tea."

Su Xingmu finally remembered when the change in Ancheng's painting style began-Jing Hui retreated into the background and Jing Zeheng took over Shenghua.

At first, everyone couldn't understand the fact that Jinghui, who was still in his prime, gave way, and they all looked at the prince with the mentality of watching the excitement.

The result?

First of all, there was no internal shock within Shenghua because of the change of president. Headhunters all over the country riveted their efforts to take the opportunity to dig up Shenghua's high-level leaders, but none of them got their wish.

Onlookers sat firmly and watched the joke: the new official took office but there was no fire, it seems that the prince is just a puppet pushed by Jinghui to the front of the stage.

In addition, Shenghua abandoned the real estate industry on which it originally relied and entered the Internet and electronic technology industries in a big way.

The onlookers continued to look at the joke: Isn't this a self-cutting arm, the prince is really unreliable, and Shenghua is about to finish.

Then, Shenghua's newly launched search engine stabilized the traditional engine within three months of its promulgation, and the artificial intelligence robot butler named E was sold out when it was listed......

Onlookers couldn't laugh.

Then, Shenghua expanded its business territory at a terrifying speed, and at first some people questioned whether Shenghua's capital chain could be maintained, and then they only hoped that the prince would not focus on the projects he operated.

Countless bloody historical experiences tell them that the crown prince is beautiful on the outside, but he is actually more ruthless than anyone else, and when fighting him, the front yard can't be messy, and the backyard can't catch fire - because even the slightest flaw, he can tear it open and swallow it in one gulp.

Thinking about the shopping mall shrouded in the shadow of Jing Zeheng over the years, Su Xingmu couldn't help but sigh, at the beginning, when Jing Zeheng said that she wanted to cast a movie, it really scared her......

Su Xingmu thought that she could see a trace of panic on Shen Fanyin's face.

As a result, Shen Fanyin just calmly threw the milk tea cup into the trash can, and looked at her innocently: "Sister Xing, are you sure you saw me drinking milk tea?"

Su Xingmu: "......"

She suddenly wanted to retire.

None of these little cubs are martial arts.

Thinking about retirement, Su Xingmu really didn't care about Shen Fanyin anymore, she directly asked the secretary to take Shen Fanyin to the model department, and asked her to audition first with reference to the model card, and then arrange for the models on the list to participate in the "re-examination".

Such an important thing will definitely not be done in a day or two.

Su Xingmu knew this in his heart, and Shen Fanyin also understood this truth.

In the modeling department, Shen Fanyin looked at the pair of long legs and perfect body proportions, and was dizzy in front of her eyes.

Over here...... It's heaven, right?

With this in mind, Shen Fanyin strongly requested to screen the model cards in the rest area of the modeling department.

The secretary didn't know her careful thoughts, adhering to the consistent guiding ideology of "Miss Shen didn't want to blow up Xingrui's headquarters, then let her go", the secretary kindly brought Shen Fanyin a pillow and a drink, and gave her a model card sorted out by the modeling department.

After all this, she sat opposite Shen Fanyin, holding a notebook and planning to help her record the selection of objects.

Shen Fanyin looked at her and said, "I'll record it myself, you can go and get busy, don't worry about me."

"This ......," the secretary hesitated, holding the pen.

Shen Fanyin gave her a reassuring look, and then took the pen and paper from her hand.

Seeing this, the secretary no longer shirked, and told Shen Fanyin to call him at any time if he had something to do and left.

Shen Fanyin leaned on the soft pillow, her fingers gently swiped over the screen of the tablet, and she selected the models one by one like a beauty pageant.

The models who can be signed by Xingrui have the best body proportions, so they don't have to worry too much. And this time the choice is mainly based on the temperament and appearance of the model.

At work, Shen Fanyin has always been nitpicky, and models are not human hangers for her to display clothes, but showers who complement each other. She accepts incompetence with the indiscriminate matching of models and clothes that have no aesthetic appeal from certain brands, and she doesn't want this to happen to Sheng Yin and Yitang.

She was concentrating on choosing a model, but suddenly there was a noise in her ears.

The sound of noisy noise, listening to the sound of twenty people arguing, seems to have moved.

Shen Fanyin was a little irritable, pressed his temples and rubbed them, not wanting to be nosy.

But—

"Nie Bao'er! Don't think that you can do whatever you want if you are in the choreographer, it's a big deal that we will break the net and make trouble in front of Mr. Su!"

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

The melons have been delivered to the door, and it would be a little rude for her not to eat them.

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