Chapter 113

Anyway, the two talked this night. After that, they returned to the original bickering mode again. Housekeeper Yao smiled and watched them return to normal, no longer carefully testing each other, and a heartfelt smile flashed in his eyes.

The problem he was worried about finally disappeared. It's just the young master. Should he talk sometime.

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President's office of reputation international.

"President, this is the new product promotion photo from Xingyue music media. Would you like to see it?" Secretary Xiao Chen asked Qin Ziang softly with an envelope in his hand. It is reasonable to say that the affairs of a branch of Xingyue cannot be handled by the president himself. But the executive photographer this time was George, who was invited by the president. Xingyue specially sent alternative photos to Qin Ziang for insurance.

"Put it on the table." Qin Zi sat leisurely with his chin raised and a water cup in his hand. I buried myself in work some time ago, and now I can finally relax.

Qin Ziang got up and stretched his bones. Fortunately, he fiddled with all kinds of architectural model collections for a while. Out of the corner of my eye, I accidentally glanced at the big white envelope on the table, carelessly picked it up and weighed the thickness. Qin Ziang's look became ponderous. George was forced to go to Xingyue by him. It's reasonable that he couldn't take so many photos so seriously.

The slender hands opened the envelope beautifully. A second later, Qin Ziang's face froze. Through a sound proof door, Xiao Chen seemed to hear a dull noise from the president's office.

Mu Sheng is busy with the new product release. Qin Ziang's call gave him a headache. He was busy enough. The great God came to make trouble!

"President Qin Da, what can I do for you?" Qin Ziang is at the helm of prestigious international. If he has business, he must directly inform the general manager of Xingyue. At this time, Qin Ziang asked him for a shepherd's voice, which could only be a private matter.

"What's wrong with an Xiaochu?" Qin Ziang doesn't know who the spokesperson invited by Xingyue music media this time is, but it will never be the person in the picture.

Qin Ziang's eyes naturally fell on the scattered photos on the table. There was only one protagonist, an Xiaochu, in such a large stack of photos. An Xiaochu in various forms and styles. After reading these photos, Qin Ziang knew that an Xiaochu he knew was dazzling.

As long as he thought that her unknown beauty would be completely displayed under the eyes of the public, Qin Ziang was uncomfortable. There is always a feeling that one's own things have been peeped at.

"An Xiaochu? What's wrong with her?" according to Mu Sheng's previous experience, as long as it's linked to an Xiaochu, it's definitely troublesome.

"She's under your nose. What's the matter with you? Is Xingyue too poor to hire a spokesman? Why did an Xiaochu appear under George's lens?"

Qin Ziang's face was cold and asked and answered word by word. Across the telephone line, Mu Sheng also received the cold from him.

"Didn't you nod and promise this?" the Shepherd said cautiously. It was that link that went wrong. Why did Qin Ziang seem to know nothing.

"Me? Mu Sheng, I sent an Xiaochu to the personnel department, not the public relations department! I'll give you another chance to honestly explain whose idea it was!" Qin Ziang snapped. The Yin measured breath frightened Mu Sheng's throat and told him what happened a few days ago.

"George!" how clever Qin Ziang was. Before the shepherd finished, he knew who was responsible for the ghost. I've only been in China for a few days. I learned the trick of cutting first and then playing. It seems that he has to treat George well so that he doesn't know whose home is here!

"No matter what method you use, get me the negative in George's hand and don't leave him any backup. Also, re select the spokesperson! Where an Xiaochu goes, only I can decide, remember?"

Qin Ziang said and threw up the phone.

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The office door was slammed, but Qin Ziang didn't even lift his head.

"Qin, you don't promise!" this is the first sentence George said to Qin Ziang.

"When you forced me to come to China, it was clearly agreed. As long as I didn't interfere in anything related to photography, I did it all according to my own preferences." George snapped at Qin Ziang. Qin Ziang still focused on the documents in his hand and didn't respond!

"Qin Ziang, do you know how much effort I have spent on An'an? This new product shooting has been completed. If you insist on changing An'an, just change me."

"Ann? You're so familiar?" Qin Ziang looked up, and his handsome facial features were perfect enough to suffocate. As a person who focuses on recording "beauty", George has no intention to appreciate Qin Ziang's "beauty" at the moment.

"Don't worry about me, Qin Ziang. I'm serious with you. No matter what you think, I insist on using an. From my professional point of view, no one is more suitable to be the spokesperson for this time. Her existence perfectly interprets the essence of your new products. If you want to open the skylight of the new product launch, I have no opinion!"

George was so excited that he didn't even speak Chinese. A long string of English came out. Qin Ziang frowned and waited for him to calm down.

"Did you get her consent before you took an Xiaochu?"

Jiang was still old and spicy. As soon as Qin Ziang opened his mouth, George's expression changed instantly. The atmosphere froze for two seconds and George couldn't help shouting.

"You already know? God, don't tell Ann, or she will ignore me!"

From Qin Ziang's attitude, we can see that he was torn down. George's first thought was an Xiaochu. If an Xiaochu knew he had been cheated, he would be angry. Then he would never let himself shoot her again. For George, it was like walking around in front of him with a big chicken leg, but he didn't give it to him!

"Now you know you're scared? Where's the momentum of asking questions when you enter the door? Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you this time, but you promised me one thing!"

Qin Ziang's hand wandered around with a signature pen, and his expression on his face remained unchanged for thousands of years.

"You say, you say!" don't say one thing, George will agree to a hundred.

"Later, stay away from an Xiaochu and only call her full name!"

"Qin, you bully me. My Chinese is not good. It's obviously two things!" George's concern makes people cry and laugh. Qin Ziang seems to have been used to his nonsense and gave him a light but meaningful look. George immediately shrunk his neck and pretended to be a turtle.

"Can't we really discuss it? An an and an Xiaochu are the most suitable candidates, you believe me. Besides, tomorrow is the new product launch, and it's too late to shoot a new spokesman."

George kept pestering Qin Ziang. When he came, he made up his mind. If Qin Ziang didn't promise him, he wouldn't go. Good photography should be displayed in front of the public so that everyone can appreciate beauty.

George pestered Qin Ziang with perseverance all day. When Mu Sheng heard about it, he specially ran to Yuxiang to take him back. However, George cried and didn't move. Seeing Qin Ziang's face getting more and more ugly, the shepherd's voice looked like it. As soon as he bit his teeth, he simply cried with George.

Tomorrow is the new product launch. Xingyue and Suya are completely hostile. It is impossible to ask her to be the spokesperson again. If you contact other stars now, you can't allocate the schedule. They have placed all their hopes and most of their hard-working new products, but they can't encounter Waterloo before they are on the market.

Mu Sheng can't afford such a great responsibility.

One person's crying is enough to give people a headache. Now two big men are superimposed together. The president's office of reputation international is full of ghost crying and wolf howling. All senior executives who are ready to report work stand at the door cautiously and cautiously and dare not go in.

Qin Ziang's face was as black as the bottom of the pot. Mu Sheng subconsciously pulled up his suit. Qin Ziang had the ability to turn a good constant temperature into western Siberia!

"Shut up!" Qin Ziang threw the document in his hand on the table, waiting for his fake cry. The two people agreed to stop. Look at him eagerly and wait for his final result.

"Take it." Qin Ziang picked out a photo from the envelope and handed it to Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng took it attentively and found it was a back photo. The person in the photo is an Xiaochu. No doubt, she has her back to the camera and is wearing the main clothes of Xingyue's new products. Her thick long hair seems to be braided casually, languidly hanging on her white neck. A touch of snow-white and black hair set off each other, forming the most beautiful ornament.

If this photo were not a person who is very familiar with an Xiaochu, I would not recognize her.

"Mr. Qin, is this too simple?" a photo is too casual as a promotional photo of a new product. Looking at the industry, Mu Sheng has never seen a company so "poor".

When asked by the media, it will lose the face of international reputation.

"Yes, this picture is good, but I think the black skirt is classic. Why don't you put that one together," George said to the shepherd.

Black skirt.

Qin Ziang's mind automatically emerged in the photo. An Xiaochu was wearing a V-neck petal cut waist closing black skirt and a chest closing waist design, showing her high chest and graceful waist. What people miss most is the design of the lower part of the skirt, which is similar to the high fork of cheongsam, two snow-white legs looming, noble, mysterious and sexy.

Take that picture as publicity, dream! Qin Ziang can't forget how he felt when he saw the black skirt photo. He can appreciate it himself.

"Don't push an inch."

What else did George want to say? The shepherd quickly grabbed him and dragged him out of the door. Qin Ziang's face obviously had no room for discussion. To provoke him again, Mu Sheng estimated that he couldn't even keep this picture in his hand!