Jiang Mian looked at the resume handed over by Luo Ting: "21 years old? Little girl, this is, and I'm afraid that this assistant who studies finance is condescending. ”

"Don't worry, she studied finance and her parents forced her, you look at what she's good at."

Jiang Mian's gaze fell on some application skills below.

[PS, video editing, photography, text writing, ......]

Even many of the winners of the award are video clips in the media category.

It's really a backbone.

"I don't think her family lives here, does she have a place to live, I don't arrange it."

"Yes, the little girl said that she was free to live, and she was clever with a chattering personality."

Jiang Mian's eyebrows and eyes were a little restricted, and he looked half-asleep.

She glanced at her phone.

Well??

His gaze fell on a red dot in front of the [Sao Dog] note.

Sao Gou: [Where?] 】

Jiang Mian: [At home]

Sao Gou: [Well, good]

？？？

There are less than five words in the whole process, what is Fu Sichen going to do.

"Ding-dong."

The doorbell rang.

Jiang Mian got up and opened the door, and he saw a group of well-dressed people, like some kind of team.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Excuse me, are you Mrs. Fu? We were specially arranged by Mr. Fu to make makeup for you. ”

Luo Ting also walked over when she heard the movement.

！！！

The woman who spoke was not too familiar.

Nini, the most popular makeup teacher in the entertainment industry today.

"Mrs. Fu, you?"

Jiang Mian didn't guess what kind of medicine was sold in Fu Sichen's gourd for a while: "Come in." ”

The styling team is full of mermaids.

Before Jiang Mian could react, someone had already begun to give her toner.

She has a good foundation herself, and the makeup artist did not change her too much, adding a touch of softness while retaining the original beauty and aggression, and showing her beauty to the fullest in the eye.

Jiang Mian changed into a white jacquard cheongsam, outlining a graceful figure, the seemingly simple cheongsam is lined with her extremely beautiful bones, and her dark eyes are shining with anticipation, with an indescribable charm.

"Oh my God, I'm going to get you that magazine shoot."

Luo Ting has always known that Jiang Mian looks good in everything she wears, and she is a natural hanger.

Unexpectedly, after opening the cheongsam last time, I found that each piece made people feel extra storyful in her.

Nini looked at Jiang Mian with satisfaction: "Mrs. Fu, she is really naturally beautiful and beautiful." ”

"Thank you, but your hands are stronger."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Mian picked up Fu Sichen in the car.

Luo Ting looked at Nini, the makeup artist next to her, and took the initiative to talk......

Inside the car.

The man sitting in the back row was a little tired at the eyebrows, casually flipping through the documents in his hand.

Xu Lai sat in front and was slightly nervous.

He went back yesterday and remembered that this person was Jiang Mian, who had been participating in variety shows with Mr. Fu before.

Let's just say where it looks familiar.

Isn't that really the kind of relationship between the two of them......

Jiang Mian leaned comfortably on the cushion in the back seat, and Fu Sichen changed the car to be much more comfortable than the big G.

Fu Sichen put down the document in his hand, and his eyes fell on Jiang Mian, who was lazy on the side.

Dressed in a clean cheongsam, when sitting, a pair of thin and white legs loom at the hem of the slit cheongsam skirt.

Even if it's a lazy and lazy look, it's a little seductive.

Jiang Mian met the man's indifferent gaze sideways and glared at him: "What to see." ”

Fu Sichen looked at the upright woman in front of him and smiled: "Mrs. Fu, you still have the gas to get up at this point......

The man's voice dragged a faint tail note, and it was to the bone.

Xu Lai subconsciously stepped on the brakes.

Due to inertia, Jiang Mian subconsciously leaned forward, and just as her face was about to touch the cushion sitting in front of her, Fu Sichen pulled her over.

Jiang Mian was leaning in front of Fu Sichen's arms, with some panic in his eyes, and looked up at the clear face in front of him.

This posture......

How is it so strange.

Treasures, I'm sorry, I'm a little unwell today, so I'll update two chapters today and try to add more to you on Sunday!

(End of chapter)