Ye Zhenzhen looked at the busy models and staff on the catwalk, and looked at the watch on her wrist from time to time.
Today, she is going to hold a small show for the two new designers she recruited last time. She has already notified Han Jifeng to come to the show. This time, the company will select a series from the works of these newcomers as the main product.
.As for Ling Tongyu’s entries, she had already thrown them into the trash can.
"Director Ye, the president is here." Her secretary ran over quickly and said.
When Ye Zhenzhen heard this, she immediately clapped her hands to signal everyone, "Everyone, the president will be here soon, please be ready."
After saying that, she went with her secretary to greet Han Jifeng. When she saw this elegant and indifferent man walking towards him under the stars, Ye Zhenzhen's eyes softened, full of deep love and fascination.
"Brother Ji Feng, you are here."
All the other employees also stood where they were and bowed to Han Jifeng at a 90-degree angle.
"Let's get started." Han Jifeng said calmly and walked over to the show stage.
"Brother..." Suddenly, Ye Zhenzhen pulled his arm, and Han Jifeng turned around. In full view of everyone, Ye Zhenzhen took out a piece of Chanel tissue, stood up on tiptoes, and gently and carefully wiped Han Jifeng's earlobe. It turned out that his
There is a little red mark on the earlobe that you can't even see if you don't look carefully. It should be a woman's lip mark or something.
These two people, one is gentle and dignified, the other is elegant and noble, they seem to be a perfect match, making everyone present envious.
"Okay, let's go." Ye Zhenzhen crumpled the tissue into a ball and handed it to the secretary behind her. Ye Zhenzhen followed Han Jifeng to the front of the show stage.
Ye Zhenzhen made a gesture, the music started, and the fashion show officially began. The tall models shuttled in an orderly manner on the stage. Ye Zhenzhen carefully turned around and looked at Han Jifeng. From the beginning of the show, he had crossed his arms and frowned.
Wrinkled and never relaxed.
"What do you think?" When the show ended and everyone gathered on the catwalk, waiting for Han Jifeng's comments, Ye Zhenzhen asked. Suddenly, everyone held their breath and did not dare to breathe.
Han Jifeng stood up.
Suddenly, everyone took a step back and bent down.
"I don't want Han Jifeng to waste time and experience on such a meaningless show in the future." Han Jifeng said coldly, and then strode out, leaving behind everyone who looked at each other and their faces turned red and white.
Ye Zhenzhen.
"Director, what should we do now?" After Han Jifeng left, Secretary Huang stepped forward and asked.
"Fire, fire, fire them all! Tell the two newcomers to go to the finance office to collect a sum of money, and then leave immediately! A bunch of useless trash!" Ye Zhenzhen angrily vented her anger on the others.
Han Jifeng, who came out of the show with a cold face, stood at the entrance of the company lobby accompanied by his secretary and assistant, waiting for his exclusive elevator.
"Hello, President..."
"Hello, President..." The employees passing by stopped and bowed to him to say hello.
Suddenly, his sight fell not far away——
A cleaning lady who was sweeping the floor in the lobby was wearing a set of clothes under her work vest that did not suit her.
"bite."
At this moment, the elevator door opened.
"President..." Wen Lei reminded in a low voice.
"Yes." Han Jifeng withdrew his gaze and walked towards the elevator. Others followed him in and stood behind him. The elevator door slowly closed.
"Wait a minute!" Suddenly, Han Jifeng said, raising his hand to hold the elevator door.
"President?" Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Han Jifeng had already strode out of the elevator and walked directly towards the cleaner aunt. Although everyone was confused, they followed him one by one.
"Where did your clothes come from?"
The cleaner looked up and saw the tall, handsome and majestic CEO Han Jifeng standing in front of her. She suddenly dropped the vacuum cleaner in her nervous hand and stammered -
"Here, I didn't steal these clothes, I picked them up."
"Picked it up?" Han Jifeng frowned.
"Yes, I picked it up from the trash can outside Director Ye's office. I saw her throwing it away and thought she didn't want it. Ah, CEO, I, I am not a thief. I didn't steal. Don't fire me." Cleaning lady
Scared out of my wits.
"Wen Lei." Han Jifeng called.
"I understand, Master." Wen Lei took the cleaning lady to the lounge, found a new set of clothes for her, and asked her to change out of her clothes.