Chapter 711 Crazy Miss Su (2)

In private, he gets along well with his employees and has no airs, but at work he is so persistent and almost acrimonious.

Su Ran is such a contradictory existence.

Every time they see Jun Xiang, Su's employees will light three candles for him in their hearts. Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Jun.

"Ran Ran, I hear you cursing every time I come in." Wushuang shook his head and looked at his friend helplessly.

Su Ran turned back, closed the document in her hand, and quickly stepped forward to greet her. She looked at Wushuang with a smile on her face with big black and bright eyes, and said with a hint of ridicule, "Hey, what kind of wind is blowing today? It actually blew our Miss Jing. Did it blow over?"

When watching Wushuang's arrival, he suddenly had an idea and seemed to have thought of something. He grabbed Xiao Xixi who had just been beaten by her and asked, "Xiao Xixi, my bestie is pretty, isn't she? Didn't you have one last time? Can't you find a suitable model for the retro cheongsam design? What do you think of her?"

Lu Xi adjusted his black-framed glasses, which were much larger than his face, and looked around Wushuang from front to back.

Because Xia Jinrong is still in the mourning period, it is not appropriate to be flashy. Wushuang happened to be wearing a white tight dress today. She was 168 centimeters tall, the most standard height for Jiangnan women, with a slender frame, skinny but not exposed, and muscles as solid as fat. With her gentle and graceful style, and her oval face that was both ancient and modern, Lu Xi really couldn't find anything wrong with her. Finally, she nodded heavily and said eight words, "Customized. Impeccable!"

"I knew it, okay, let the studio be ready at any time, we can come as soon as we go."

After saying that, he couldn't help but take Wushuang's hand and walked towards his office.

Wushuang was dissatisfied, "Ranran, don't you know how to make me work as a coolie as soon as I come here? I have business with you."

Su Ran waved her little hand and said, "It won't take more than a few minutes."

As he said that, he pinched her chin again and looked at it, "You don't need makeup for your little face. You don't know how picky that target shooter Luxi is. The PR department found him for more than a dozen times. I offered him a model, but he rejected them all. People complained to me. Isn’t there nothing I can do? Who made my family look so beautiful? If I had your temperament, I would do it on my own. How dare I do it? Excuse me, young lady, it’s just a matter of taking a few publicity photos and delaying for a while. You won’t reject me like this, right? We have a life-long friendship that uses the same sanitary napkin.”

Wushuang was speechless. She had already said this, what else could she say?

A fatal friendship using the same sanitary napkin...

The corners of Wushuang's lips couldn't help but twitch, "Are you so disgusting? Is that the case?"

In order to let her take a candid photo, I had no moral integrity.

Miss Su nodded vigorously, "That's right!"

When she arrived at the door of the president's office, she ordered her secretary, "Bring in two glasses of that top-quality Blue Mountain drink."

Wushuang followed Su Ran through the door, but couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eyes. No matter how many times he had been here, Wushuang still felt a little maladaptive every time he saw this office with a very personal style.

The two walls are covered with Van Gogh-style oil paintings with extremely bold colors that drive people crazy. The last time they seemed to be graffiti, this time they were oil paintings similar to "Sunflowers" and "Wheatfield with Crows Flying".