Vol 2 Chapter 15: Christmas Eve Talk

(Pu + Gong + English / Chinese + Text / Net) The Shangri-La Square is decorated with lights and colorful neon lights, small gift sticks, small candies, parasites, Christmas hats, and small gift boxes. Pu + public + English / Chinese + text / net (.dUkaNkan. Baidu search and read to see if the update is the fastest) :. The lights and color films reflect the original golden square, which is more splendid. The door is decorated with dozens of fabled columns, separated by marble European-style flower beds, which are planted with precious flowers that are specially managed by people. What stands out is a huge Christmas tree in the middle.
This is only moved here this afternoon. There are various sizes of gift boxes under the Christmas tree. These gift boxes are not pretend empty boxes. There are a total of 300, filled with gifts, such as perfume, bags, belts, towels, according to the gossip, there is a diamond ring. These are high-end luxury items, which will be collected by reporters after the Christmas Eve's new product launch.
Luxury cars stopped one by one at the entrance of the square.
"Susu, there are a lot of people." Assistant Ann ran into the dressing room, flushed with excitement. As soon as she entered the company, she was assigned to Susu as an assistant. Following Susu, she went to disaster relief. She has not I've seen such a magnificent scene.
Su Su glanced at her and was scolded by the stylist: "Don't move."
Susu dare not move anymore. This stylist is the chief stylist.
Ann put out her tongue and sat aside, watching the stylist smear on Susu's face.
Susu was dressed as a delicate Chinese doll. She wore a short cheongsam with red brocade inlaid with rabbit fur, waist-length hair turned into two toe caps, two royal blue bows, and two strands left in each ear. Hair and smaller face. Wear a light brown beauty pupil with a pair of heart-shaped studs on the ears. After several days of maintenance, the skin is completely restored to the old porcelain white, just like it came out of the window.
"So cute. Pu + Gong + English / Chinese + Wen / Net" Ann was so cute that she stared at the stars.
The stylist helped her put on her lip gloss, raised her chin, and examined it with satisfaction. "Well, all right."
"Hoo--" Susu sighed and finally got better.
"I heard that it's going to snow today, it's not yet." Ann looked out the window. Although it must have been completely dark at this time, it was still bright outside.
"Well, Ann, help me to ask the person in charge and say that it started at 7 o'clock, it is almost 7 o'clock." Susu noticed the clock on the wall and stood up.
Ann responded, and rushed out.
Susu moved her hands and feet, ready to go out to find Ann.
"Wait," the stylist held her.
"Ah?" Susu was bitterly unconsciously, and she had been sitting in front of the dressing table for 4 hours, and now her stomach was burnt, which was a taste of hunger that she hadn't enjoyed for a long time. Obviously brought snacks, but put them in Ann's bag, Ann went to the person in charge again.
The stylized stylist smiled sternly, picked up the perfume next to her, and sprayed her a few times: "Okay, look at your face wrinkled."
Susu smiled innocently and looked at the door expectantly, why didn't Ann come back?
"Susu, Susu, look for Mr. Xiang." Ann called at the door, frowning the stylist who valued etiquette.
Susu hurriedly went out, Ann pulled her, and hurried forward. Pu + Gong + British / Chinese + Wen / Net "Mr. Xiang has a lot of friends. He is so tall, he said it was the director!"
A tall director? Su Su remembered for a moment a pair of golden pupils, eyes like eagles. She was dragged forward by Ann. She wasn't used to wearing high heels, and when she twisted her feet, she fell forward.
"Oh." Fortunately, Ann's hand had not been let go, and Susu hadn't fallen to the ground.
"Ah, Susu, what's the matter with you?" Ann stopped afterwards and let go of Susu.
Susu lost her support and almost fell down. She quickly supported the wall and looked down. Oh, the quality of the shoes is very good, and nothing happened. As soon as she stepped down, a heart-tingling tingling came from her ankle, causing her to take a breath.
Oops, it looks like a sprain.
"Susu?" Ann saw Susu didn't respond, looked at her anxiously, only to see Susu's face pale, pursing her lips, holding one hand against the wall, squatting stiffly and strangely.
"I'm afraid it's a sprain." Susu smiled bitterly. "Is there any time for Mr. Xiang to start?"
"Well, say, say, 7 o'clock, 7 o'clock on time." Ann was also pale, she was scared. He was just a little assistant who hurt the star. Is it a world-renowned luxury brand? If you mess up this conference? Gosh, Ann didn't dare to think about it.
Susu calmed down when she saw that she was not keeping her soul. If something hadn't happened today, she wouldn't let this shaggy girl make such a field. It's too late to go to the hospital, and this conference must be messed up.
"Ann, I'm fine, I won't go in. You go and tell Mr. Xiang, I'll go to the meeting place now." Susu patted Ann with her right hand.
"Oh," Ann turned around and left, dragged by Susu again.
Ann turned around in surprise.
Susu pulled out a soothing smile and said seriously: "Relax, I'm fine. Don't tell them I'm sprained, and my makeup isn't spent?"
Ann calmed down, looked at Su Su, and nodded: "Well, I know. It's a little white."
Susu took the blush from Ann's handbag and put it on. She leaned on the wall and walked slowly towards the venue. Even if you take care, every step will hurt. She could feel the shoes under her feet getting tighter and tighter at each step, indicating that it might be swollen. She thought with a bit of self-deprecation, even if there was no prince, Yumei would still have a sore foot.
The venue was half-open, and the air conditioner was very warm. On the aisle leading to the venue, winds were blowing each other. A gust of wind blew through, making Su Su, wearing only short sleeves, shuddering. As soon as Su Su looked up, the exit was ahead. The venue was already full of enthusiasm and the lights were on. Vaguely, we could see various elegantly dressed men and women taking part under the arrangement of the staff. Susu blew a wind in the corridor for a while, and suddenly heard the bell ringing beside the venue.
There is a big clock on the side of the conference hall, which will ring every punctual time. The bells are thick. Susu reclined silently by the wall, staring at the lights outside. Until listening to the bell struck seven times, she took a deep breath, straightened her body, her high heels and marble collided with crisp footsteps, followed the steps and entered the venue.
Hate being unable to breathe busy does not mean that you do not love this job. The road to the stage, covered with red carpets, is my choice. With applause, you can laugh beautifully.
It hurts, it hurts, the more light the pace looks, the harder it is to restrain the scream. Every step is like suffering. Susu looks like a perfect smile, soft eyes wave sweeping like breeze, eyes blurred. The number of partners in the audience, the number of sharp reporters in the audience, and the number of socialites in the audience could not reach her eyes. Fortunately, there are seats on the stage. Susu went to the place where she wrote her name tag and sat down. The moment she sat down, her body weight was all on her feet, and her feet concealed under the tablecloth twitched.
Her side face was beautifully curved, and Xiang Yin, who was sitting next to her, didn't find anything wrong, said a few words of thanks, and started to introduce new products.
Xiang Yin knows the product well, and her words are funny and humorous. The introduction throughout the article will not make people feel boring, but will cause laughter. Su Su has always maintained a smiling expression, occasionally inserting a few sentences, which will not make the guest out of control or make people ignore her existence.
"It seems that Miss Yu Susu is also very familiar with the business. If there is a salesperson like Miss Yu Susu, then we must buy the products she sells." The reporter said with a smile. This remarks made Xiangyin frown secretly. Does it mean that the spokesperson they invited only deserves to be a counter salesman?
However, he has been in the mall for a long time, and he does not show his face, he just observes the reporter's famous brand.
Susu smiled slightly, as if nothing was heard: "Of course, I am familiar with the products, and I will not recommend products I have not used to everyone. How does it work if you are not familiar with the business? If you want to buy You can also find me. I will ask Mr. Xiang for a friendly price. I believe my face can still get 20% off. If it is suitable for men, I can recommend it. May I ask if you want a watch or a towel? "
Hahahaha, the audience laughed, the entry-level watch is worth 300,000 yuan, and a towel is worth 30,000 yuan. Of course, the price difference is obvious, but even a 20% discount is not cheap. Watches can still be considered as expensive daily necessities, but towels, to be honest, spend 24,000 on a small cotton handkerchief, which is really meaningless.
Moreover, a reporter who runs entertainment news, even if the welfare of each newspaper is poor, the overall salary will not be much different. It is about 10,000 after tax each month. It takes two and a half months' salary to buy a small handkerchief. This colleague is really posing as crystal in glass, and it is a big deal. Po + Public + English / Chinese + Text / Net
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