Chapter 41: People rely on clothing

Chapter 41
"Give it a try, this is a gift from Qiu Yi." Su Yihao sat on the sofa, looking at the magazine in his hand, without looking up.
"I was sent by the president." Qiu Yan stood behind the sofa, covering his mouth with his hands, and whispered to Luo Luo Qingyun.
"Why ... why give me a gift?" Luo Qingyun didn't understand.
Su Yinghao turned back and glanced at Qiu Yan, and his eyes made him explain.
Qiu Yue saw this, cleared his throat, and was serious. "Luo steward, our president is a high-end person with a status and status. Since you are now his steward, your clothes are also talking about his face, so you The obligation to make yourself look more advanced. "
After listening to these words, Luo Qingyun thought for a moment. Although she is now working for Su Yihao, in the final analysis, she still belongs to the hotel staff.
"But I am the housekeeper assigned to Mr. Su by the hotel. Shouldn't I represent the face of the hotel?"
How could it represent his face?
She didn't quite understand the logical relationship.
"Luo steward, women who love lovers more are not cute." Qiu Yi reminded kindly.
Luo Qingyun's face turned red for a moment, and he scolded himself stupidly. Why should he ask the question?
It's just a dress. He likes to let her wear it, so she'll wear it.
Obediently returned to the room, changed the skirt, stood in front of the full-length mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror. The royal blue dress was as long as she was on her body, and outlined her graceful figure with unevenness. The original white skin was The lining is more red and white, which is very charming.
She had always known that Su Yunhao's taste was extraordinary, but he did not expect that his vision was so unique in choosing women's clothes.
Opening the door and coming out of the room, as soon as I arrived in the living room, I heard Qiu's exaggerated voice, "Sure enough, the Buddha relied on gold clothes, people relied on clothes, and Luo's housekeeper changed his clothes. Now. "
His voice directly caught the attention of the man on the sofa, and when he slowly raised his head, he glanced at Luo Qingyun's body. Although his eyes were as indifferent as ever, the corner of his mouth was obviously raised.
It seems that he is quite satisfied with his vision.
"President, can we go downstairs for dinner now?" Qiu Min touched his stomach, he was really hungry. The last meal was an unpleasant airport used on the plane.
"Let's go." Put down a few pages of magazines, get up, lift your feet and walk towards the door.
When passing Luo Qingyun's side, he suddenly stopped and raised his hand, reaching out to her head. Luo Qingyun didn't know what he was going to do, and reached out to stop his hand subconsciously.
But his hand was one step ahead of her, grabbing her curly hair and pulling the rubber band lightly, and the hair fell loose.
It turned out he was going to help her put her hair down.
Luo Qingyun understood what he meant, and he embarrassedly folded the hair scattered in his ears, afraid to look at his face.
"The hair really looks better, but the president's aesthetics are great." Qiu Yan at this time did not forget to make a flattery again.
Su Yinghao felt that Qiu Yan was particularly noisy tonight, and threw a dissatisfied look at him.
Qiu Yan received the injury from the boss, and silently closed her mouth. The baby was bitter, and the baby never spoke again.

There are not many people in the restaurant.
After the three entered, the restaurant manager recognized them at a glance and immediately greeted them with a smile, "Mr. Su, come down to dinner yourself."
"Find a better place to see the night view." Qiu Xun ordered to the restaurant manager.
"Yes, yes, please follow me." The manager nodded again and again, leading them to the table by the window.
Arranged a position with the best view. When they were seated, the waiter came over to welcome the guests.
The manager handed over the wine list, "I don't know what wine Mr. Su wants to drink tonight?"
Su Yanhao ignored the manager, but instead looked at Luo Qingyun, who was sitting opposite to him, "What are you drinking?"
Luo Qingyun's mind was still thinking about why Su Minhao gave his skirt. His mind was not at the table at all. He suddenly heard Su Minhao asking himself, and looked up blankly, "Ah?"
"The president asked you what wine to drink." Qiu Yue repeated.
"Alcohol?" Luo Qingyun said hello to his head, and then waved again and again, "Thank you Mr. Su, I don't drink."
"Then it's dry." Su Yanhao looked up at the manager and made a decision.
"..." Luo Qingyun was dumbfounded, didn't she say she wouldn't drink?
"Okay, our hotel just airlifted a good batch of dry white wine from New Zealand yesterday. Let me try it for you," said the manager.
"OK." Su Yinghao nodded.
After ordering the drinks, I brought the menu.
Ordering is a full-time job of Luo Qingyun. Because Su Shihao ordered white wine, she specially ordered the white meat for him.
The waiter brought wine here to give them a taste, and Qiu's cell phone rang suddenly.
He left the table to answer the phone.
Su Yinghao tasted the dry white wine in the glass, sipped it carefully, and nodded to the waiter, "Yes."
The waiter poured two glasses into the goblet on the table.
Seeing only two cups, Luo Qingyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cast a grateful look on the waiter.
At this time, Qiu Yan who had answered the phone came over and said sorry to Su Shihao, "President, the person in charge of the project team, Kevin has just been hospitalized with an acute gastric ulcer, and Moon Island's tender is still in his hand. Here, he was supposed to be delivered tomorrow, but now he ca n’t come, I am not assured of others, I'm afraid I will go back to City Y in person and try to get back at noon tomorrow. "
"Go ahead, and tell Kevin, let him take a good rest, he does not need to worry about things on Moon Island." Su Yinghao waved with a big hand.
Luo Qingyun looked at Su Yanhao, but he did not expect that he looked cold and serious on weekdays. In fact, he was good to his subordinates and was a very humane boss.
Just wait a minute.
Qiu Yi is gone, what about these two glasses of wine?
Luo Qingyun's attention was instantly placed on the two glasses of dry white on the table, and his eyes were staring closely.
I saw Su Yinghao's body lean forward slightly, and his long, sharp fingers fell on the instep of one of the goblet, and he gently pushed in front of Luo Qingyun.
Sure enough, blessing is not a curse, it seems she is destined to escape this glass of wine tonight.
"Thank you." With a trembling smile on his face, Luo Qingyun raised the dry white in front of him in tears.
With a charming smile on Su Yanhao's face, she raised her glass and touched her glass lightly, only to hear a "ding" sound from the glass.
He brought the wine to his mouth, took a sip of it, and a pair of charming eyes stared at Luo Qingyun in front of him.