Chapter 65: Unworthy

laughed at himself, and felt that he still couldn't compare to Lin Wan after all.

yes, what is she? How can you compare to the eldest lady Lin Wan?

In the next second, the moment Shi Sui turned around, Jiang Yan's calm answer came from inside.

"I've found the right model."

Something seemed to explode in his left chest, and his eyes widened.

She turned around and saw the incredulous expression on Lin Wan's face through the crack in the door.

With a faint smile, Lin Wan's face was a little unbearable, "Jiang Yan, my father also means ......

"Whoever it means, I've found the right person."

Jiang Yan's words were clean and neat, and there was no discussion between the lines.

Hearing this, Lin Wan's eyes sank, but in a few seconds, she quickly cleaned up her expression.

Lin Wan smiled faintly, "Okay, I see."

The office was relatively silent, Lin Wan didn't say anything more, and turned to leave.

"Squeak-"

The door opened in the huge corridor, and the air froze when the eyes met.

Looking at the constantly changing expressions of the people in front of him, Shi Sui lowered his head slightly.

Looking at Shi Sui, Lin Wan seemed to understand something.

The smile on the corner of her mouth deepened, Lin Wan had something to say, she stared at Shi Sui, "You are very capable."

Throwing down this sentence, Lin Wan left directly without looking back.

The atmosphere became more and more awkward, and I didn't know what to do next for a while.

On one side, a cold smell came, and as soon as Shi Sui turned his face, he saw that Jiang Yan had walked to her side.

Stretching out his hand and dragging Shi Sui into the door, Jiang Yan said coldly, "What are you doing in a daze."

Pulling Shi Sui into the office, Jiang Yan smashed the itinerary on the desk in front of Shi Sui.

"Now that you're the company's tentative model, and the above is the job placement that was recently given to you, you give me a new card number to use to enter your salary."

Looking down at the dense white and black words in front of him, Shi Sui blinked and looked at Jiang Yan, "Actually, you can just let the special assistant give me these."

Jiang Yan raised his eyelids in displeasure when he heard this, "I don't need you to teach these things for the time being."

Obediently closed his mouth, Shi Sui put away the pamphlet in front of him.

"Then I'll go back first."

"Wait."

Jiang Yan grabbed Shi Sui and rushed people to his side.

He looked down at the little guy in front of him, "Who allowed you to go?"

Xu is Jiang Yan's movements were too direct, and Shi Sui only felt the pain of the wound being torn.

Biting her lower lip, Shi Sui's eyes turned a little red, she looked at Jiang Yan, "Pain......

"Bear with it."

said this, but Jiang Yan had already spread people's hands.

He was the first to leave the office, "Keep up."

Shi Sui went downstairs with Jiang Yan and obediently sat in Jiang Yan's car, Jiang Yan didn't take the driver, and he stepped on the accelerator and galloped all the way.

Soon, the car stopped at the entrance of the most famous shopping mall in the city center, and Jiang Yan said again, "Follow me."

Stepping on the business district where every inch of land is valuable, the simple outfits of the time seem incompatible with here.

She followed closely behind Jiang Yan, observing everything around her without saying a word.

Finally, Jiang Yan took her to stop in front of a stylist's shop.

Pushing the door in, the first thing I felt was the word fashion, and the design here from the store to the stylist was very unique, making people feel as if they had arrived in another world.

Before she could speak, Jiang Yan had already pushed her in front of the stylist.

"Give her a makeover."

Then, Jiang Yan didn't say anything more, walked to the small sofa not far away with long legs, and sat down unhurriedly.

Shi Sui is like a lifeless Barbie doll, dragged by a makeup artist to sit down in front of the mirror.

She looked at the pile of tools and instruments behind her, and she was once passing by high

When I was in the barbershop, I saw things that only people who spent four or five figures doing their hair could use.

Once upon a time, he only glanced at it and left, but now he sat in a position that was once unreachable.

All thanks to that man.

Shi Sui's gaze shifted inch by inch, moving to the edge of the mirror.

In the mirror, half of Jiang Yan's body was illuminated, and he was writing and drawing on the tablet with his eyes down at this time, as if he had encountered some thorny problem.

In just a few seconds, the pictures in Shi Sui's mind flew one after another, and everything she and Jiang Yan had experienced in the past few days was brought out again.

Recently, Shi Sui felt that Jiang Yan had changed, and she couldn't say what it was, but now she felt that staying by his side was a happy thing.

Realizing what he was thinking, he was busy with his thoughts.

She can't deceive herself and let herself soak herself in Jiang Yan's charm, this man is just Party B on the black and white contract, and she is just Jiang Yan's toy.

A toy that he and Lin Wan will discard without hesitation after they get married.

The process of doing hair is long and boring, but the stylist is very nice, during which I chatted with her and learned a lot about the latest international fashion consultations.

Looking at the storefront he was in, Shi Sui felt that it would be good if he could become a makeup artist and stylist.

"Miss Shi."

The person on his side spoke, and he suddenly came back to his senses.

In the line of sight, the stylist smiled softly, "The hair is almost done, I'll take you to pick out some clothes, do a skin management, and then help you confirm the makeup."

Listening to the operation of the noble assembly line, Shi Sui got up in cooperation and bowed his head to signal, "I'm tired."

Little by little, the night fills the sky, and when the lights come on, the last light in the sky is swallowed up.

After sitting for almost a day, Shi Sui only felt that his waist was filled with cement.

Finally, in the midst of torment and boredom, the stylist said, "Miss Shi, it's okay."

Looking up slightly, looking at himself in the mirror, Shi Sui was stunned.

It's something she's never looked like before, it's something she's never set foot in.

The smart girl who looks like a famous lady inside, and the person who killed the cockroach in the box restaurant and took the leftovers, it seems that there will be no connection for the rest of his life.

"Miss Shi?"

There was a hand shaking in front of him, and he realized that he was out of shape after he was old.

In the blink of an eye, Shi Sui got up busily, she smiled, "I'm sorry, your craftsmanship is so good, I'm a little dumbfounded."

"I can't blame you for this, even though I do modeling every day, it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful little girl as you."

The stylist doesn't say this as a compliment, but from the bottom of his heart.

As the queen stylist of many big-name stars, she has seen too many faces.

Most of these faces are the same as beautiful, and if you press them down, there will be traces of hyaluronic acid. Of course, there are also beautiful ones that are different, or pure natural ones that are a little flawed.

Only this one, the stylist thinks, is too perfect.

The facial features are just right, and the proportions are also the best, and the pair of glass beads that are as pure as a lake seem to flow with a galaxy, shining in purity. But the innocence of the time was not dull, and after watching it for a long time, I would think she was seductive.

The stylist patted Shi Sui on the shoulder, "I'll take you out."