Chapter 60: His name is Lin Kun! Not a wooden stick
In the living room, Wen Ai curiously raised her head and asked, "Xuan Le, where are you going on a date?"
Asking questions knowingly, the best among the masters of acting.
Xuan Le poked her forehead and said rudely: "Shut your mouth."
Long Qianqian came out of the bathroom, picked up her bag and said, "Ai Ai, I've found a job. I won't disturb you for a while."
"No, Qianqian, you are so outspoken, do you think you don't regard me as a friend?"
"You two, stop being so nagging. Qianqian will be late if you don't leave. Hurry up!" Xuan Le pulled her to urge her.
Long Qianqian waved goodbye to Wen Ai and was pulled out of the door by Xuan Le.
Wen Ai stared straight at the closed door and sneered.
"Xuanle, don't you have to go to work?"
Long Qianqian asked Xuan Le strangely, who was focusing on driving.
"If you don't go to work for a day or two, you won't starve to death. Don't worry."
Long Qianqian tightened the bag in her hand and smiled disdainfully: "You rich second generation people are really hateful."
"Hey, I rely on my own labor to make a living. Didn't you see that I was busy behind Yang's ass all day long?"
Xuan Le shouted dissatisfied, Long Qianqian turned away and looked out the window, coldly saying: "You deserve it."
fashion international
Young and beautiful girls were dressed up sexy and charming, and formed a queue as long as the Yangtze and Yellow Rivers.
Long Qianqian opened her mouth in an O shape and looked at it in surprise.
"How long do we have to wait? Xuanle, you see, they are all prettier and sexier than me. What can I do to convince the examiner to admit me?"
She has no confidence anymore.
Xuan Le smiled mysteriously: "I have a way, Qianqian, just wait here and don't leave. I'll be back soon."
Xuan Le bypassed the long queue and went to a place where Long Qianqian could not see him to make a call.
"Manager Chen, please immediately notify No. 150 Long Qianqian to come in. No matter what the result is, she must be admitted."
Just one sentence.
After hanging up the phone, Xuan Le glanced at the woman standing there looking around, with a satisfied smile on her lips.
"Qianqian, you can go in."
At the door of the interview room, Manager Chen was waiting there and invited them in. Long Qianqian was surprised that this behavior was like walking in the back door.
The person in front was a tall girl. The examiner took the girl's handwritten registration form and looked at it for a long time. He pushed up his glasses and asked uncertainly:
"Wood stick? What's your name?"
When Long Qianqian heard this, she sat down on the ground just as she was about to sit on the stool. How could anyone choose such a name?
Then everyone in the interview room laughed, and the girl's face turned red and she was a little unhappy.
"My name is Lin Kun! Not a stick."
Xuan Le approached Long Qianqian and whispered in her ear: "Qianqian, you look so beautiful when you smile."
Long Qianqian's smile condensed on her lips. Once upon a time, Yicheng also said this.
She smiled dryly and twitched the corners of her mouth: "Really?"
"Of course, so you should smile more in the future and don't always look sad."
Xuan Le, don't forget my original intention, don't let me think that you care about me for ulterior motives, then I won't be able to continue to be with you.
Coming out of the interview room, Long Qianqian's eyebrows, eyes, face, and lips were all filled with smiles.
She suddenly hugged Xuan Le and screamed and jumped: "That's great, Xuan Le, I'm admitted. I'm so happy."
The girl named Lin Kun groaned in dissatisfaction: "Whatever is so great is that it has been unwritten."
Really, an excited heart was poured cold water on.