Bu Qinglu said, "It's immoral to eavesdrop. Leave an empty spot for me.
If you don't give me some land, my money will be calculated according to your initial investment value. Why are you talking so much? You don't understand! "
The two of them were eavesdropping excitedly on the play, "Beauty and the Beast."
That's why life is always full of drama. The person you think is right is actually just an illusion. The real gear that fits together may be right beside you.
Waiting for you in the dead of night, waiting for you in endless loneliness.
When you are physically and mentally exhausted, when you are covered in dust, she will still look at you and never leave you.
...
On his way back, Qin Guan sighed with emotion. Life is always playing a bad joke on us. Now, the joke is on Qin Guan.
It had only been a few days since the start of school, but the roommates were already in their twilight years. They didn't even have the mood to admire their new junior sisters. Their graduation day was getting closer and closer, and they didn't have time to spend their days leisurely.
Cong Nianwei had already informed Qin Guan about the training course they had signed up for, which was the first step in their preparation for going abroad.
Qin Guan, on the other hand, had to take time out of his busy studies to attend the dinner party of the God of Fortune.
In fact, he had always been disgusted by such parties. He would refuse them whenever he could. Unfortunately, Qin Guan was not as famous as before. His attendance had already been noticed by some people.
This was inevitable. No one would pay attention to an unknown model, but once you became famous, the organizers of the gala would pay attention to your participation.
If Qin Guan wanted to continue his career in the modeling circle, there was one kind of party he couldn't refuse: the product PR party of the 4A advertising agency, which brought him the most income.
It wasn't just one 4A company, but 10 4A companies from all over the capital had organized a gala.
If a model like Qin Guan dared to refuse an invitation, it would be difficult to see him in the advertising industry in the capital.
Qin Guan listened to Sister Xue's nagging helplessly as he changed into his first suit in a private shop in Wangfujing.
It was a traditional European two-piece suit with a French double-layered shirt and a black bow tie.
It was a serious black and white outfit with matching round silver Hermès cuffs. He had the demeanor of an English aristocrat.
Sister Xue smacked her lips helplessly when Qin Guan got in his precious Grand Cherokee. The car and Qin Guan's clothes didn't match each other at all.
It was as if the European carriage, which was supposed to be drawn by four big horses, had come to take a gentleman to an extravagant ball in the middle of the night, and had been stolen from the Chicago Mafia, and had been hijacked by him.
When Sister Xue parked the car in the parking lot of the club building where the party would be held, the feeling reached its peak.
Today, the parking lot was still brightly lit, as if the night was the beginning of its true awakening.
All the luxury cars parked in the same parking area at the same time. Mercedes-Benz and Audis were frequent customers. Occasionally, a petite MINI would show the gentleness and sweetness of the hostess.
Sister Xue parked the car at the edge of the parking lot silently. The style and taste of the car didn't match the party.
Following the instructions on the invitation, Sister Xue entered the club and was led by a receptionist to accept the invitation. Then she saw the whole picture of the private club.
No wonder the leader of the advertising industry in the capital had chosen this place as the venue for the party. The layout and style of the club were in line with the taste of the fashionable people.
There was an elegant and dazzling dance hall and a variety of exquisite buffet food. The most considerate thing was that there were numerous exclusive rooms according to the preferences of the members of the club.
There was a red wine tasting party, a tea ceremony, a private modeling performance and a stress-relieving spa. Any business elite would love this place.
As soon as Qin Guan and Sister Xue entered the hall, they walked over to the director of the A. M. Advertising Company. As the new exclusive model of the company, he had to report to the director as soon as possible.
Sister Xue activated her powerful communication skills in an instant. Qin Guan only needed to maintain his professional temperament and charming smile.
The director of the A. M. Advertising Company smiled like a chrysanthemum when he saw Qin Guan. After all, they were large advertising companies with similar standards and overlapping customers. There was a limit to how much they could compete with each other.
One was their performance, and the other was their resources. Qin Guan was one of the human resources of A. M. Advertising Company, so he was the perfect person to show off.
Before Qin Guan had arrived, he had seen the boss of the Longteng Advertising Company show off his famous model, Shao Xiaobing, to their mutual client. He had been very angry. Now that his most dazzling model was here, he had to compete with her! I'm not afraid of you!
Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia Qin Guan was pushed to the front of the crowd. He and Shao stared at each other speechlessly for a long time.
In the trading field of business and money, there was no longer any pursuit of beauty. In their eyes, there was only value and profit.
This was not the romantic Paris, nor was it the avant-garde Milan, nor was it the New York that was striving to catch up. This was a new, vigorous capital that was ready to do a big job and rush into the surging tide of the world's financial industry. However, it had abandoned the most primitive and mysterious beauty.
As the cups and chips intertwined, the light and shadow became mottled. The people who gradually blended into the atmosphere gradually abandoned their original topic and gradually immersed themselves in this intoxicating feast.
Qin Guan finally let out a sigh of relief. Standing in front of the huge glass wall, he looked at the heavy traffic on the East Third Ring Road under the towering skyscrapers.
Inadvertently, time, this naughty child, changed everything in this place through rapid running.
A year ago, there had been cicadas chirping and crickets playing at night in the capital. Now, there was only the symphony of trumpets and the chorus of the crowd.
The days of impulsiveness and shortsightedness had finally descended on everyone's heads.
His exploration of the road of fashion and film and television would soon be smashed by Hollywood, which was a big ship that had broken in.
Only the people of that generation, who had been holding on to their dreams in the old warehouse, could light a lamp for themselves in the dark night.
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