Chapter 10: The Late First Love

  There are only a few long-term models in the company, and participating in this fashion week requires at least twenty-one. Originally, such things only needed Li Ping'an to review, but Mu Si Xue felt that she knew too little about the company, so after Li Ping'an finalized it, she took another look.

  Muxi Xue looked at Zixi's photo, slightly thoughtful: Is she a model? Is she his girlfriend?

  Muxi Xue's eyebrows slightly furrowed, among these twenty-one models, ten female models were borrowed from other modeling companies, and the remaining eleven should be their own company's, but why wasn't there even one male model. She pressed the bell: "Atang! If Director Li is around, please ask him to come to my office, now!"

  Ten minutes later, Li Ping'an sat opposite Mu Si Xue: "Manager, our company is doing women's clothing, there are no male models. Usually when there are activities, we find them from outside."

  "No male models? But this data shows that our company has three male models on the job." Musi Xue opened the folder.

  Li Ping'an pretended to look at the file, but he knew that the male model had already quit two years ago. "Maybe it's because the people in the archives room are lazy. Originally, there were three male models, but later on, the company's performance wasn't very good, and they all got laid off during the downsizing."

  "Why didn't you explain when you handed me the materials?"

  "Normally, our male models are provided by Xi Yu. This time, we're still using Xi Yu, but the information about 'Xi Yu' was given to me by you, so I thought you decided not to use a male model this fashion week. So..."

  Muxi Xue raised her left hand, and with a gentle stroke of her index finger on the end of her left eyebrow, she said: "Sorry! I didn't understand the situation. You're busy."

  "Manager! I have something at home and would like to take two days off, just two days." Li Pingan thought this was a good opportunity to ask for leave.

  Xuexue thought for a moment, there were still more than 20 days before Fashion Week, and it wouldn't be too inhumane to give them two days off: "There's something at home that I have to go back for. Two days!"

  "Thank you, manager! Goodbye, manager!"

  Li Pingan walked out of the office, with the corner of his eye revealing a fish tail pattern: her little braid was too easy to grab, no need to think hard to find it, she would take the initiative to throw it at you. This fake he asked for was somewhat adventurous, but he had to go to Guangzhou anyway, and the person who could give him a fatal blow, 'Dear Manager Mu', was in Guangzhou. What model, what shortlisted works, were just small potatoes after all.

  There was no model, so Mu Si Xue helplessly dialed Hua Jia Hang's mobile phone.

  The 46th floor of the Regent Hotel.

  Outside the glass window, the lamp river is like a dragon, shining like stars.

  "Do you like it?" After hanging up the phone with Mu Si Xue, Hua Jia Hang was restless for the entire afternoon, thinking about which restaurant to go to, which one had the best atmosphere, and which one would be more to her liking. He almost wore out the pages of his notebook listing all the restaurants.

  "It's too beautiful! Can still see Yu Shan. Do you and Xiao Sao come here often?"

  "Moira! To be honest with you, my wife and I are in an arranged marriage, what we lack most is affection. She finds me annoying, I find her annoying, to sum it up, we each have our own lives and don't interfere with each other." Hua Jiahang was best at telling lies.

  "Really?"

  If he could capture the heart of his sister-in-law in front of him, wouldn't Huajia Hang gain both wealth and love? "As soon as I hear you say these two words, my heart aches. Don't believe me, ask Huajia, how did I and your so-called little sister-in-law get married? Moreover, Huajia also knows who her boyfriend is?"

  "Whose boyfriend?"

  "Of course it's your little sister-in-law. I'd rather not say, after all, it's about wearing a green hat...... Let's not talk about this, what do you like to eat? Brother will treat you."

  "You recommend what I eat what, I'm not picky."

  "I have a strange habit, if the person sitting with me to eat doesn't order dishes, I feel uncomfortable, so I'll just order one."

  "In that case, I won't be polite." Musui Xue took the menu from the waiter's hand: "Fliver, soft time, and an additional order of mint slushy ice. Thank you!"

  "Two!" Huajia Hang didn't hear whatever Muxi Xue said at all. Today, he didn't need anything else, just her beautiful appearance was enough.

  "Brother Jia Hang! I've asked you out because I have a favor to ask of you."

  Huajia Hang was particularly delighted: "Really? I love doing things for beautiful women."

  "I'll get straight to the point. Although Vichy and Lier have been cooperating for many years, Lier has become bigger and better with each passing day; Vichy, on the other hand, is getting worse and worse. The fashion week at the end of the month..."

  What does Huajia Hang do? Moira said to this point, he understood, smooth water and human feelings, fools will not let go: "I understand, Moira! But I have a condition... I want you to fight on Fashion Week, live, official website, all. The works of Fashion Week are sponsored by our Lier throughout."

  Huajia Hang said exactly what Muxi Xue wanted to say. She smiled: "Thank you so much! You've thought of everything for me."

  "It's too much to thank you, after a few more cups, everything will be fine." Hua Jiahang said with a hint of meaning.

  "Great Gege! I haven't finished speaking yet." Hua Jiahao's heart was about to melt, hearing Hua Jia call him "Gege" made him annoyed, but when Muxi Xue called out "Gege", he felt relaxed all over: "Go ahead and speak, I'll keep no secrets and speak without reserve."

  "It's still Fashion Week. I made a mistake, I didn't know our company doesn't have male models..."

  The waiter brought up wine. Huajiahang personally poured a full glass of wine: "This is a small dish, but we have to clink glasses first, for our cooperation and continued cooperation."

  Xue Lian's face turned red with embarrassment: "I...can't drink, I'm the type who gets drunk after just one sip."

  Huajia handed a glass of wine to Musi Xue: "How can red wine be considered wine? Chateau Margaux. Thank you!"

  Muxi Snow reluctantly took over the wine.

  Hua Jiahang smiled and said: "I'm a person who can't have a meal without wine. Don't worry! I'm a gentleman, not a petty man! Moreover, you and Hua Jiao are as close as two people can be."

  Muxi Xue also felt that he couldn't be too persistent, after all, he was Hua Jia's older brother.

  What's wrong?

  Put down the wine cup, all of them are clean cups.

  "Models are easy to find, as long as your clothes are good, then you have nothing to fear." Doing favors for others can be done, but he is not willing. Although the person in front of him is very pleasing, he cannot forget about work.

  "My first time, I didn't have such great confidence."

  Huajia Hang refilled Muxi Xue's wine cup: "It doesn't matter, as the saying goes, one life is familiar with two lives. Besides, sister, you're so beautiful, whoever interacts with you will be polite and courteous."

  "Jiahang brother! You're drunk before you even drink, what's the relationship between doing business and appearance?"

  "You all said that brother was drunk before he even drank, and after drinking, one speaks the truth. Well, what I just said is indeed true."

  "Brother Jiahang! This face of mine is made up. The made-up one will never be as popular as the natural one."

  "You little scamp! Huajia has never told me about it."

  "That's because you didn't ask. If you don't believe me, just ask her and you'll know."

  Huajia Hang suddenly woke up, he only likes natural beauties: "Why make up?"

  "What's there to ask? People who get plastic surgery all have one reason - they're ugly and want to become beautiful."

  Huajia Hang was not disappointed at all. Originally, he thought that this time he could finally get a win-win situation for both people and money, but unexpectedly, it had already ended before it even started.

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  Ming De stared at the egg fried rice in front of him, full of color, fragrance and flavor, and was very surprised: "Did you make this?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "Did you make it yourself? Didn't anyone help you?"

  "No. My mom taught me. What? You don't like it?" QiQi was a bit afraid, she only had this one dish that she could bring out, if he couldn't even accept this, then her own job... QiQi didn't dare to think about it anymore.

  Mingde put a spoonful of egg fried rice into his mouth, it's so delicious! Then the second bite, the third bite...

  Qiqi waited anxiously for Mingde's answer, but saw that he didn't intend to respond at all. Moreover, judging from his eating expression, he should be very satisfied. She finally revealed a relaxed smile.

  She was grateful from the bottom of her heart to her mother. She had been out for a year and the first thing that someone acknowledged was the egg fried rice that her mother had taught her how to make?

  In ten minutes, Mingde had eaten up a whole plate of egg fried rice.

  "I want more!" Mingde pointed at the empty plate in front of him.

  Qiqi's face showed a difficult expression. She had only made two portions, and if she gave them both to him, she would go hungry herself.

  "What? You didn't just do this one?"

  Upon hearing Mingde's words, Qiqi hastily brought out a plate of what looked like the same egg fried rice from the kitchen. This was what she had made for herself, and it was slightly different from Mingde's portion. Mingde's portion had ham, while this one had shrimp.

  Ming De looked at Qi Qi: "Only made two copies?"

  "Hmm. I don't have enough experience and I don't know your taste, so......"

  "Forgive you today." Mingde divided the egg fried rice on the plate into two portions, one in his original plate and one opposite him: "Because of your reason, so you can only eat half. If it's not enough, I'll make more later, I still have things to do after finishing eating."

  Qiqi secretly glanced at Mingde, he was really a good person.

  "If you want to look, then look openly and honestly, don't sneak around as if you're trying to steal me away!"

  Qiqi's cheeks were originally rosy and even more tender.

  "Why don't you eat it while it's still hot?"

  "Oh, thank you!"

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  Muxi Xue slightly staggered out of the elevator, entered the password, and the door opened.

  She closed the door and the lights in the entrance hall came on immediately. She kicked off her shoes, threw away her handbag, took off her coat, and walked straight to the bedroom.

  It feels so comfortable being barefoot.

  Huajia Hang was still giving her face, didn't let her finish the third cup of wine, otherwise, she would not be able to go home. Thinking of this, Musi Xue smiled, but the smile at the corner of her mouth had just begun to spread when her head started hurting again.

  She leaned against the partition between the living room and bedroom, removed her hairpin, pressed her head, feeling dizzy and painful, and her throat began to dry.

  Turning back to the bar counter, opening the refrigerator, how is it all beer inside? How could she possibly put beer in the fridge?

  No, by the light of the refrigerator, Musui Xue looked at the bar counter: this bar counter...... The bar counter at home is pure white, but this bar counter is pure black.

  The living room had only one wall lamp on, and the light was dim and faint. Mu Si Xue didn't even notice when she came in.

  Ling Shuiyue sat on the sofa opposite the wall lamp, watching this woman enter his home as if it were her own, even rummaging through things. He wanted to see what this 'female thief' was doing in his house.

  Muxi Xue rushed into the bedroom after entering, her face always turned away from Ling Shuiyao. It wasn't until she turned around to go to the dresser that Ling Shuiyao saw who had arrived.

  What's wrong with her?