Chapter 237
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Since the fan had said so, there was no reason for him to hesitate.
The surrounding onlookers were suddenly enlightened when they saw such a scene. Who didn't bring a few lipsticks when they came out?
They started to take off their clothes. Those who had scarves took them off, while those who didn't took out their handkerchiefs.
Before the lobby manager could come out to rescue them, the crowd had already lined up.
What's going on? Forget it, I'll just line up myself.
As the only male present, the lobby manager consciously tidied up his appearance and stood at the end of the line. The small handkerchief in his pocket was also white, which was quite nice.
Qin Guan signed quickly. The customers were not idlers. When they got close to their idol, they all left politely with his autograph.
Only the talkative girl kept talking about different topics, which made the boring autograph signing a little more interesting.
"Oh, there are two more. Your autographs are really nice. I can't tell that they're Chinese characters, but it doesn't matter. All stars' autographs are the same."
"Sigh, should I give you my business card out of courtesy? Although your industry and my company have nothing to do with each other."
If you need any help, you can call me. One more friend is one more way out... "
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Sister Xue's mouth twitched. She seemed to have been brainwashed by the girl. She took the exquisite business card.
By then, Qin Guan had signed the last fan's autograph. It was the manager in a well-ironed suit.
Out of his duty, he gave Qin Guan some free meal coupons as well. Qin Guan's eyes lit up when he saw the gifts in his hands. What a nice guy!
When Qin Guan gave the manager a farewell hug, the man was so excited that his hands and feet were weak.
The chatty girl stared in the direction of the manager's departure with envy. She muttered in a low voice, "He's so cunning. He has the advantage of gender."
Qin Guan smiled at the funny fan and reminded her, "We're leaving. Thank you for your business card. We'll contact you if we need anything."
He winked at the talkative girl and followed Sister Xue out of the department store.
Qin Guan's wink hit the girl's heart. What should I do? She blushed. How can he be so handsome?
As soon as Sister Xue and Qin Guan went out, Qin Guan couldn't help feeling worried. He had become an idol that could be easily recognized on the street. His future would be difficult.
Sister Xue didn't give Qin Guan time to think. She threw the business card to him. "I didn't expect that girl to be the general agent of a foreign brand in China. It's a pity that she has nothing to do with your industry."
Qin Guan picked up the card. It was printed with a familiar logo from his previous life.
A few big bold words made him miss it immensely. Printed on it were: 'Stanley America's China General Agent- He Qian.
He had never expected that the young girl would be such a daring agent for a top machinery brand in the United States. She was in the same field as Qin Guan in his previous life.
Qin Guan grinned as he took out the name card holder and added He Qian's name card to it. I wonder when I'll be able to use it.
Time flew by, intoxicated by the beauty of youth.
Carrying a big backpack, Qu Xuemei left the venue with the crowd shortly after the press conference.
She hurriedly started the small notebook in the parking lot and quickly drove back to her own editorial office.
In the car, Qu's palms were sweating. She had always been serious in front of people, but that day she had become a thief.
Why had she put Qin Guan's clothes in her bag? Her mind was in a mess.
Qu Xuemei pushed open the door of her office. Under the astonished gazes of all the assistants, she pushed the door open with a serious expression and entered her private office without saying a word.
As the door slowly closed, Qu Xuemei pulled down the French blinds and sat down on the sofa, feeling dispirited.
After a minute, Qu let out a long breath. She slowly unzipped her LV bag and took out Qin Guan's suit, which was wrapped in a plastic bag.
She frowned in disgust. She had never held anything that had been used by others since she was a child, not to mention that she was holding something that belonged to a man.
Qu Xuemei was inexplicably angry. She looked at the jacket in her hand and threw it into the large trash can beside her desk.
"Dang!" The plastic bag that was thrown out slanted on the edge of the trash can and accurately entered the bucket.
Qu Xuemei straightened up and stood up from the sofa. She took a few steps and sat on the chair in front of the desk. She hadn't dealt with any of the things today, so she should hurry up and get to work.
However, he couldn't help but look at the trash can that he usually didn't pay attention to.
Qu bit her lip unwillingly. She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and kicked the trash can over to her.
She pinched the plastic bag out of the bag with her two little fingers and placed it on the shelf of old magazines.
Qu Xuemei picked up the phone on the desk and dialed an extension number. When the call was answered, she said, "Come to my office."
Outside the office, the second secretary nervously knocked on the door and entered the chief editor's office. Qu pointed at the plastic bag on the shelf and ordered, "Send the clothes inside to the dry cleaner. Get them back after ironing them."
When the second secretary heard that it was an insignificant job, he couldn't help but let go of the tension in his heart. He responded obediently and took away the crumpled suit bag.
Qu waited until the assistant closed the door before she turned on her computer and opened the email that she had been hesitating to send for a long time. She clicked on the mouse and opened the attachment. It was a PowerPoint file.
Qu Xuemei filled in Citizen's name and hesitated for a long time on the "Send" button. In the end, she sent out the email.
He had already taken care of Qin Guan. The rest of his life depended on his luck.
Qin Guan had no idea what was happening around him. The time for his qualification test was approaching.
Qin Guan would not be distracted by trifles. Besides, his next job would be the biggest test of his modeling career.
He was begging for monthly votes with a runny nose. When he woke up, the world had turned upside down. The big shots on the monthly votes list were eyeing him covetously. He was asking his brothers and sisters if they had tickets. The background music was Cabbage.
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