Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh smelly man
Chapter 437: Stinky Man
Chapter 437: Stinky Man
"Ahem, can A Zeng help me take care of my hair?" Yu Ziqing saw A Zeng staring at his cheeks, as if he wanted to reach out and touch a few handfuls. He couldn't help but feel a chill and hurriedly coughed.
"Oh, right now, right now." Ah Zeng suddenly remembered the mysterious identity of the other party, and his heart trembled. He didn't dare to yell anymore, and hurriedly cheered up and prepared to take care of Yu Ziqing's hair.
At this moment, a handsome young man ran in and whispered in A Zeng's ear for a while
Ah Zeng glanced at the handsome young man with a slight frown, then said sorry to Yu Ziqing with an apologetic expression, and hurriedly left the studio.
The lobby of the club is decorated with an elegant and fashionable casual coffee corner. Li Lihui, the manager of the George White Horse Club, is talking with a smiling face to a stylishly dressed and gorgeous woman, but with a hint of shrewdness and arrogance.
Next to the two of them, sitting on a bright yellow fabric sofa, was a man and a woman.
The man is wearing a brand-name suit and big sunglasses. He has a good figure and looks. He is sitting on the sofa with a cool look. The woman is more ordinary looking, but she is also wearing brand-name clothes, but she is a little too revealing.
The neckline was lowered a bit, revealing a large area of white and tender skin, and the makeup was a bit too rich, which easily made people think of street girls.
Women often coquettishly pose in front of men, modeling what they think is sexy, but in the eyes of outsiders, they are no different from nymphomaniacs. The man always puts on a show of love when faced with women's attempts to please and seduce them.
The cold and indifferent look of the man only occasionally responded with one or two words out of politeness. But it was obvious that the man's cold and indifferent look not only did not make the woman retreat, or make her sad and disappointed, on the contrary, from her increasingly fanatical eyes,
It is not difficult to see that the colder the man is, the deeper the degree of nymphomania she will be.
Behind the sofa where the man and woman were sitting, there were four sturdy men in black suits and cold expressions standing, looking around warily from time to time.
"Ms. An'an, I'm really sorry. You know that stylists like A Zeng are a bit temperamental. Mr. Chen didn't make an appointment in advance. It's hard for me to directly order A Zeng to take care of Mr. Chen's hair first. But I have already asked someone to do it.
Call A Zeng, he will be here soon." Li Lihui, the manager of the White Horse Club, saw that the woman opposite was looking worse and worse, and hurriedly said with a smile
The woman known as Miss An An calmed down slightly after hearing this, but she still had a dissatisfied expression on her face, as if it was too much to ask her to wait here.
"Ouch, Mr. Chen, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just happened to have a few friends here, keeping you waiting for a long time." A Zeng's unique feminine voice sounded from behind everyone.
Then a burst of cologne smell wafted over, and Azeng's graceful body was already standing in front of Mr. Chen, who was wearing sunglasses, and stretched out his "jade hand" towards him
Mr. Chen, who was wearing sunglasses, saw A Zeng reaching out his hand towards him with a smile. He hesitated for a moment, but finally got up and shook his hand gently. Then he quickly withdrew his hand as if he had been bitten by a snake.
"Ah Zeng, yes, I am Mr. Chen's manager Juan An. You can call me An An. Mr. Chen's hairstylist for Hanglin's concert suddenly fell ill. He has seen some of your works and likes them better, so
I want to come over tonight and ask you to style your hair. If it’s really good, we are going to designate your club to be the hairstylist for Mr. Chen’s Hanglin concert on April 30th." Before Li Lihui, the manager of the White Horse Club, could speak, Miss An An was already smiling.
With a professional smile without emotion, he simply explained his intention to Zeng, but there was a hint of pride in his tone. It seemed that it was a great honor for Zeng that Mr. Chen came to see Zeng.
"I heard about this just now on the road, but I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't make time tonight," A Zeng said to Juanan apologetically.
A professional smile immediately froze on Juan An's face. Obviously she didn't expect A Zeng to refuse, and it sounded like there was no room for maneuver.
Li Lihui was obviously a little surprised. He touched A Zeng with his elbow. Just when he was about to persuade him, Juan An already said with a tight face: "A Zeng, you should know that Mr. Chen is an internationally renowned star. If you are
I don’t think I need to explain what it means to you and your club to be designated as his hair stylist for this Hanglin concert.”
"A Zeng, can you ask those people to come back tomorrow? Or let A Ming take care of them?" Manager Li Lihui obviously didn't want to miss this good opportunity to promote the White Horse Club, and then persuaded A Zeng.
Li Lihui had never met Yu Ziqing, but out of respect for A Zeng, he had not interfered with his arrangements before. Of course, A Zeng would not go out of his way to report Yu Ziqing's affairs to Li Lihui. After all, Yu Ziqing likes to keep a low profile.
Ah Zeng, who is "smart as ice and snow", can still tell. Besides, apart from knowing that Yu Ziqing seems to have a good relationship with Guan Huiying, Ah Zeng really doesn't know his specific identity.
"Mr. Chen is a famous star both at home and abroad. Of course I know that, but I do have guests here tonight. I'm sorry," Ah Zeng said unmoved.
At this time, his graceful body once again exuded a masculine and domineering look.
"Huh, I have to tell you with regret that you missed a golden opportunity." Juanan said with a sullen face and coldly towards A Zeng, then turned around and walked over to where he was sitting on the sofa, with the same expression on his face.
Beside the gloomy Mr. Chen
However, Mr. Chen was still sitting on the sofa. Not only did he not show any intention of getting up, but he lowered his voice and said, "I want him."
Juanan looked slightly startled, and then he understood Mr. Chen's mentality at this time.
Now he obviously doesn't have Azeng's skills, but he can't accept the fact that a big star like him, who has attracted much attention, was flatly rejected by a stylist. For him, he is the only one who picks Azeng's fault, and there is no rejection by Azeng.
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In fact, from the fact that they quietly came to the White Horse Club without even making an appointment, it is not difficult to see that they did not expect to be rejected by A Zeng.
"Eddie, forget it, Hang Lin is not the only stylist," Juan An persuaded in a low voice.
Obviously, as an agent, Juan An is much more rational than Mr. Chen. Although she is used to being admired and flattered by others, she is very unhappy when she sees the masculinity and domineeringness of a man in Azeng's seductive voice, but she is unwilling to do so.
Waste time and energy on this matter
It's a pity that as artists, obviously many times they don't have the rationality and calmness of managers, and they tend to act emotionally.
Mr. Chen, who was nicknamed Eddie, did not accept Juan An's persuasion. Instead, he gritted his teeth gently and continued to insist: "No need to say more, deal with him."
Juanan sighed secretly. He knew Eddie's temper, he was arrogant and stubborn, but he was also very arrogant.
"A Zeng" Juanan called helplessly and stopped A Zeng who was turning around to leave with a somewhat unhappy look on his face.
Just when Juan An was whispering to Mr. Chen, Li Lihui also had a conversation with A Zeng. However, it can be seen from A Zeng's unhappy face that Li Lihui must have lost a lot of temper and complaints during this conversation.
"I solemnly tell you now, I don't need this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity." A Zeng turned around and said with a "pretty face"
Obviously what Juan An said just now hurt him to a certain extent.
Juanan's face changed slightly, but he finally regained his professional indifference and said in a very calm tone: "I'm sorry for what I said before."
Although Juanan did not sincerely apologize, Azeng's "pretty face" was tight but he showed a charming smile again and said coquettishly: "I'm sorry, I can't take it seriously, but I'm really busy tonight."
"I can pay ten times the money to ask your customers who have made reservations to reschedule and give you a ticket signed by Mr. Chen," Juan An said calmly.
For Juan An, money is always the most effective weapon. In fact, her job is to sell Eddie products everywhere. Moreover, from the tone of Li Lihui persuading A Zeng just now, Juan An can easily tell that A Zeng now has
The customer is not a big shot, otherwise he would never have said so casually asking A Zeng to ask those people to reschedule or ask someone else to take care of it.
A Zeng's face suddenly turned ugly, and he turned around and left. Although some of his customers regarded money as life or were not very wealthy, they might be willing to change the date for the sake of money, but Juan An was
This way of using money to throw money still makes A Zeng feel that he has been humiliated. Besides, does a man who even wants to fawn over a proud woman like Shangguan Huiying care about that little money?
"A hundred times, and I will also pay you a high salary." Mr. Chen's voice suddenly rang out in leisure.
I have to say that Mr. Chen's voice is very magnetic and manly, but the arrogant and contemptuous tone in his tone makes people feel uncomfortable.
Juanan's face changed slightly, he looked at Mr. Chen, opened his mouth, and finally closed it. A Zeng Graceful's back froze slightly, and then turned around like the wind.
Seeing A Zeng turning around as quickly as the wind, Mr. Chen's lips curled up into a proud and disdainful sneer.
He's putting on airs and being arrogant with me. He's not doing it for money.
However, the disdainful sneer on Mr. Chen's face soon froze, because he saw A Zeng, who was about to turn around, with a "pretty face full of frost", twisting his waist and walking towards him, and then "showed off his eyes"
Staring, he put one hand on his waist and stretched out a slender finger with the other hand to point at his nose, which he thought was very upright and charming. Of course, Mr. Chen's nose was indeed very upright and charming. I don't know how many female fans have been fascinated by it.
"Go, leave right away. I don't welcome a stinky man like you here." Ah Zeng screamed, his stretched out fingers and "delicate body" trembling due to emotional fluctuations.
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