Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

Shen Wenqian's head was stunned by the sudden big pie from the sky.

He quickly stood up, "Mr. Chen, this is..."

"Mr. Chen, don't be impulsive!" The staff persuaded bitterly, "Su Chen's manager said that he will be here soon, and there are still ten minutes! Wait another ten minutes!"

"If I wait for him any longer, I'll be a stick!" Chen Xing was furious, pointing at Ruan Qi, "Come here, let's shoot the cover!"

The little girl blinked, said "Oh" obediently, and then ran to Chen Xing with her skirt in her hand.

Shen Wenqian glanced at her and coughed lightly, "Mr. Chen, my little seven signed the contract on the inside page, look..."

"Change the contract immediately!" Chen Xing waved his hand and said to the staff beside him, "Go and do it, sign the contract on the spot!"

Staff member: "Mr. Chen, do you want to stop thinking about it? The style of Ruan Qi's clothes doesn't match the style of this cover!"

Chen Xing took a step back and stared at Ruan Qi's clothes.

"It doesn't quite fit."

The staff was about to breathe a sigh of relief, when Chen Xing said again, "Bring the black dress that the brand owner gave you a few days ago."

"!" The staff was taken aback, "Mr. Chen, that dress belongs to Gao She's family..."

"You can take it if you want it, what a lot of nonsense!" Chen Xing's beard was full of impatience, he pointed to Ruan Qi, "Go and change clothes with her!"

...

Ten minutes later, Ruan Qi opened the door and walked into the studio.

Immediately, a quiet needle drop could be heard in the noisy studio.

All eyes fell on her, and her eyes were full of astonishment.

Shen Wenqian, who was signing the contract, felt that the atmosphere was not right, he raised his head, just in time to meet Ruan Qi's peach blossom eyes drawn by eyeliner.

The pen in his hand fell to the table with a click.

The girl was wearing a black modified sleeveless cheongsam. The upper body of the cheongsam is embroidered with large groups of peonies with gold thread, and the close-fitting lines outline the little girl's sexy figure. The lower body of the cheongsam has been changed to a wide skirt. There is a high fork on the right side of the skirt, which is mysterious and wild.

Shen Wenqian has always known that his artists can be salty or sweet, but at this moment, looking at the tall and charming girl holding a feather fan, he still couldn't help but curse in his heart—too fucking beautiful!

There is no such thing as a sweet and soft appearance, she is simply the god of Yujie!

"It's so beautiful!" A staff member couldn't help exclaiming.

Chen Xing, who was fiddling with the machine, raised his head, and when he saw Ruan Qi, surprise flashed across his eyes.

"Not bad," he looked at her carefully, his tone a little surprised, "it's better than I thought. Come here!"

The little girl stepped on high-heeled shoes, and Mo Lan held up her skirt, and walked over bumpily.

"The theme to be shown on the cover of the next issue is the king." Chen Xing gestured with his hand in a particularly abstract way, and then asked, "That's it, understand?"

The little girl stared at Chen Xing's movements, her face was dazed for two seconds, and then she showed a look of sudden realization.

"Understood!~"

Shen Wenqian on the side: "???"

Just make two gestures, what do you understand?

...

In Shen Wenqian's dazed and apprehensive mood, Ruan Qi sat on the sofa in the backdrop shed while holding up her skirt.

She closed her eyes, adjusted her emotions, and reached out to gently lift the hem of the black silk skirt.

The hem of the skirt fell, and the girl raised her flaming red lips, and her slightly raised long eyes fell on a point in the void, with a disdainful look in her eyes.

"it is good!"

Chen Xing shouted excitedly, and the shutter of the camera snapped and pointed.

"Change!"

As soon as he gave an order, Ruan Qi raised his right leg and put it lightly on his left leg, stretched his right hand forward at will, and lightly lifted the black feather fan in his hand.

It's as if the queen is looking down at the subjects lying on the ground, which makes people only look up.

"It's so beautiful!"

"The high fork of that skirt is so sexy! The legs look so good!"

"It's too A! What should I do if I suddenly want to follow her and become my husband!"

"As expected of a big girl in the academic world, she's so handsome!"

The studio door opened, and a man in a red windbreaker walked in quietly.

Everyone's attention was focused on Ruan Qi, and they didn't notice that there was one more person in the studio.

The man didn't care, he picked up a chair and sat down. He looked at Ruan Qi, who was lying on the sofa like a peerless beauty, and gave a soft 'tsk' sound.

The man took out his phone, took two pictures of her, and sent them to someone on WeChat.

...

On the top floor of Xi's Group, the office was silent.

Xi Jiu sat on the office chair with her head slightly lowered, looking at the documents in her hands.

The phone suddenly made a 'ding-dong' sound.

He raised his eyelids, glanced casually, and didn't move.

At this time, another 'ding dong' sounded, and immediately after that, the mobile phone rang more than a dozen times in a row.

Xi Jiu frowned slightly, and opened WeChat with a cold face.

He clicked into the chat window, and his pupils shrank slightly after seeing the photos inside.

In the photo, the girl is lying on the sofa, the black dress and fair skin form a strong visual contrast. The skirt is slit a bit high, and the long legs are looming, which makes people feel itchy.

Her make-up is very delicate, the peach blossom eyes outlined by the eyeliner have a lazy look of contempt, and the flaming red lips are gently raised, full of aggression.

Xi Jiu stared at the photo intently, scanning the girl's face and body inch by inch, her eyes flickering with a dull light, like a leopard staring at its prey.

At this time, the phone vibrated again.

The man came back to his senses, he long pressed the photo to save it, then returned to the chat window to take a look.

[I'm the most flying: Brother Nine, are you sure you can handle this girl? [bad smile.jpg]]

Xi Jiu frowned, her face turned cold.

Gu Feiyang sat in the studio, his body leaning against the back of the chair as if he had no bones.

At this time, the WeChat rang, and he looked down——

【Xi Jiu: Get lost. 】

Gu Feiyang suddenly laughed like a convulsion.

He glanced at Ruan Qi on the sofa, outlined his lower lip playfully, and then recorded a short video and sent it to Xi Jiu.

[I'm the most flying: Brother Nine, this girl is quite right for me. 】

【Xi Jiu: Gu Feiyang, make fun of her again, be careful with your skin. 】

Gu Feiyang raised his eyebrows in surprise.

[I am the most flying: I said Brother Jiu, are you serious? 】

Xi Jiu didn't reply, probably because he was too lazy to answer such stupid questions that he could figure out with his toes.

Gu Feiyang stared at the phone for a long time, and let out a 'tsk' sound.

[I am the most flying: Brother Nine, from my vicious eyes that have been immersed in the fashion industry for many years, this girl is a goblin. How much trouble do you have to worry about marrying a goblin home? 】

This time Xi Jiu replied, just three words——

【My pleasure. 】

After this message was sent, another message followed.

【Xi Jiu: Delete the photos on your phone. Also, give me a copy of the negatives after the magazine shoot. 】