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Chapter 219

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The next day, Qin Guan was sitting in Qu's office, being scrutinized by the strict chief editor.

"Have a look." Qu looked at him with a complicated expression for 10 minutes before throwing him a stack of papers.

Qin Guan and Sister Xue looked at each other and started to read.

"Ms. Fang Meiya, General Agent of Cartier Asia, and Shao Xiaobing Attend Asian Cutting-Edge Jewelry Exhibition"

"Shao Xiaobing, the new ambassador of Cartier Asia?"

"Cartier Flagship Stores Open in Hong Kong, Japan and Singapore. Shao Xiaobing Creates a Sensation"

Qin Guan and Sister Xue looked up meaningfully. They both remembered the scene in the parking lot after the party that night.

Qu Xuemei sighed and said, "Tell me, what's going on? I remember recommending Qin Guan to Fang Meiya. Why is it Shao Xiaobing? Don't talk nonsense about not being able to compete with others, just tell me the truth. "

"What? Did you introduce Fang to Qin Guan? "Sister Xue asked in surprise.

"Who else did you think it was? Would Fang ask for a model's agent's phone number? Don't you know that there are too many agents chasing after her? "

"Fang Meiya and I are both alumni of Harvard. I knew that you would be at the party that night, so I called her and recommended you to her."

Qin Guan and Sister Xue looked at each other. What should we say? Tell her that her classmate wanted to sleep with me? That's not appropriate. It's embarrassing.

Qu smiled and told Sister Xue, "Agent Xue, I have something to say to Qin Guan in private."

Sister Xue was confused, but she nodded and walked out of the office. She found a sofa in the lounge and sat down.

Qin Guan's assistant poured a cup of coffee for Sister Xue. Suddenly, the blinds of the chief editor's office fell.

Qin Guan sat awkwardly on the armchair. Behind him was a glass wall. Qu was kneeling on the back of the sofa, pulling the white cord of the blinds in her hands.

Qin Guan shrunk his neck. If he looked up, he would see Qu's white shirt collar. Black lace could be vaguely seen through the gap between her towering breasts.

Qu Xuemei threw down the rope in her hand and gently opened her pink lips. "I know Fang Meiya too well. Did she act like this first that day?"

Then Qu Xuemei took off her hair, which was tied neatly on the back of her head.

Her long black hair fell down her shoulders. The smell of jasmine shampoo filled Qin Guan's nose.

A strand of hair fell on Qin Guan's face. Qin Guan moved to the center of the sofa awkwardly, even though he was about to sink into it.

Qu shook her hair and took off her gold-rimmed glasses. She gazed at Qin Guan with misty eyes. "What happened to Fang Meiya after that?"

Looking into her eyes, Qin Guan found that the serious-looking female editor had hazel pupils. They were like amber, shining with a mysterious light.

He shook his head lightly and panicked a little. What was this big sister trying to do?

"What did Fang Meiya do after that? Can you tell me? "

Qu's voice was getting lower and lower. She touched the button of his black shirt with her clean, manicured fingernails. She undid the first button of his collar with ease.

"Stop! Stop! Stop! Stop! I'll tell you! "

Eyes wide with fear, Qin Guan told Qu what had happened that night like a machine gun. Qu looked like a completely different person.

"That's what happened. The old friend you introduced didn't say much after I rejected her. She left gracefully. I don't know what happened after that. I just saw Shao Xiaobing driving Fang Meiya's car in the parking lot. They left the party together."

Qin Guan didn't dare move. He just inhaled the faint Chanel scent on Qu's body.

"Tsk! Fang Meiya is still the same after all these years. She doesn't care about meat or vegetables. She doesn't care about smells or smells. " Qu put her legs down and walked back to her desk leisurely.

The lingering fragrance reminded Qin Guan that it had not been an illusion.

Qu put her hair back into a ponytail and put on her gold-rimmed glasses. She looked like a professional woman again. "So I underestimated you? Qin Guan? I didn't expect you to be such a principled person. It's hard to tell from your appearance. "

Do I look like a casual person on the surface? You underestimate me. Let me tell you, I'm not a normal person. Qin Guan thought proudly.

"I thought that few domestic models would be able to resist Fang Meiya's offer. But what did I see? It can't be that a panda is sitting in front of me, right? Ah! Qin Guan, are you stupid? I really doubt that you bought your degree! "Qu became serious all of a sudden.

"Such an opportunity could save you a few years of hard work. Or do you think that a woman like Fang Meiya would let you take responsibility before leaving? You're 20 years old. Don't be naive. "

Qin Guan shrugged. I'm 56 years old. You'd be scared to death if I told you. He looked at Qu seriously and sincerely though. "I know you think highly of my potential and want to give me a chance to make a name for myself, but I'm a principled person.

"Let's not talk about the fact that I won't betray my girlfriend, and I won't casually use some of my advantages to achieve my goals. This is not only irresponsible to me, but I think if I really did that, I would be irresponsible to Ms. Mei Ya."

Qu Xuemei looked at the young and handsome face in front of her. When she said this, her eyes flashed with sincerity and passion.

She blinked her sore eyes, adjusted her glasses, and took a thick file out of the drawer of her desk. She threw it at Qin Guan, who was sitting on the couch.

"Since you are a principled person, I'll give you a job to make a living with your own ability. The brand is looking for an Asian representative. You can go for the interview yourself. "

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