Chapter 467： One million, kiss me (2)

"Required."

Wang Zhuoling screamed, but Ji Anning shook his head funny.

After hanging up the phone, she sat down and picked up the fork, put another piece of fruit into her mouth, leaned on the sofa, chewed and paused.

Still thinking about the spokesperson of the beautiful city.

She also found it incredible, that amazing high-end website, did not know how it became popular, in short, it was very awesome.

I remember last year my uncle even mentioned Belleville to her and asked her if she would go to Belleville to do a part-time job...

‘I do know the boss of Belleville...’

Uncle!

Ji Anning swallowed suddenly, and she quickly touched her phone to call Wang Zhuoling.

"peaceful?"

When Wang Zhuoling answered the phone, she immediately asked: "Sister Wang, what is the name of the CEO of Belleville?"

"Janlia, what's the matter?" Wang Zhuoling asked suspiciously.

Janlia...Ji Anning analyzed the English name in his mind, but did not understand any special meaning or signal.

She nodded, "I see, it's okay."

But she still feels that Belleville has chosen her, very unrealistic and dreamy, just like the name of their website, Belleville.

It's not that she is presumptuous, but looking around, let alone China, there are many well-known, beautiful and powerful female stars in Asia.

She was singled out, she was puzzled.

This problem has always plagued Ji Anning. For anyone, this is an opportunity, a rare opportunity for many years.

It was the same for her, but her nervousness and worry overwhelmed her excitement, and it was possible that happiness had come too suddenly, she couldn't believe it, and she was boring.

Luke is a well-known stylist in the circle. He is a man about 30 years old. He has yellow hair. He wears a silver stud on his left ear. He is surrounded by two assistants, a man and a woman. Ji Anning felt it as soon as he appeared. Not the same as the ones she used before.

Although her words and deeds are somewhat feminine, she can completely hold the scene. In the past, when she was doing styling, Wang Zhuoling would always watch from the side and give some advice from time to time.

Today, Wang Zhuoling just stood by, without a word from beginning to end.

Luke came and looked at Ji Anning a little, and then quickly picked a **** pink sleeveless little dress with a round neck from dozens of sets of clothes.

Matched with a light amber crystal necklace, the long hair is like good silk, scattered on the back, and the shredded hair on the temples is pinched behind the ear.

The fair complexion, with a little light makeup, is gentle and moving.

After completing the last procedure, Luke put down the paint, walked around in front of Ji Anning, stared at her whole body carefully, and then gave Ji Anning a thumbs up with satisfaction, "OK, perfect."

"Thank you." Ji Anning bends her lips slightly to Luke, and a touch of playfulness quickly passed over her blushing face.

A pair of slender eyes under Luke's glasses brightened up, "Baby, you are so beautiful."

Not only did she generously praise Ji Anning for her beauty, but she couldn't help but stretch out her hand and gently cupped her face.

"Cough cough"

Wang Zhuoling watched Luke's behavior, coughed twice warningly, then frowned and looked at him dissatisfiedly: "We have a peaceful face, but it's priceless, how can you do it casually."

It's a complete joke.

Luke laughed, "It's been a help this time, how about it?"

He folded his hands on his chest and raised his eyebrows at Wang Zhuoling, full of evil spirits.