Volume 199 Ah! The Female Editor Is Very Strict

Even though it's hot summer, Qin Guan still felt the whirling wind blowing past his trousers, so he should leave as soon as possible! Now he is a performer, and if he stays for a while, he might become a beggar.

Qin Guan, who returned home, put this exquisite gift into the small storage box Cong Nianwei prepared for Qin Guan on the dressing table before everyone returned.

He always felt that he seemed to have forgotten something this summer, but when he thought about tomorrow's work, he shook this thought to the back of his mind.

In the evening, I returned to Bu Qinglu the data accounts sent to him by the other party using the one-finger Zen magic skill. With his photographic memory, Qin Guan found two of the mistakes and omissions in less than five minutes, and drank very smartly. Cold Beer replied to the other party's email.

Ever since Qin Guan led Bu Qinglu's accounts into the track, the work of checking the accounts was as simple as drinking water for Qin Guan.

Bu Qinglu, who was in front of the computer, hadn't recovered before she received Qin Guan's reply email. He just had to follow Qin Guan's instructions and pretend to be aggressive in front of the new accountant.

Speaking of which, Bu Qinglu has done such a thing more than once, and the more and more adoring eyes of the little accountant in the office said everything. This made Bu Qinglu, who has always been known as the wisest person among this group of people, even more worthy of her name.

When Qin Guan went out the next day, he saw that Bu Qinglu had only returned an email with the word 'bull'. While driving, he wondered if it was an appropriate time to ask the other party for a little more salary.

Speaking of the shortcomings of the domestically produced Cherokee under the capital Jeep, it has finally been vividly reflected in this hot summer, which is rare in a century.

The dilapidated air-conditioning system and slightly flawed airtight compartment made it impossible for Qin Guan to feel cool even though he turned on the air-conditioning while driving.

After driving for a full 30 minutes, the interior of the car finally cooled down, and Qin Guan also arrived at the destination.

If it wasn't for going abroad soon, according to the character of rich man Qin, even though he has only bought a car for two years, it is inevitable to change the car.

Qin Guan got out of the car calmly, and observed the building in front of the parking lot, which was very familiar to him.

Vogue's headquarters office location is really interesting, so coincidentally, it is in the building next door to Elle's clothing across the street.

Very good, Comrade Yin Yan will be able to use Vogue with her left hand and Ruili with her right hand in the future. Maybe when c magazine comes in, she will work in the building opposite her.

Qin Guan gloated and put the car keys into the pocket of his jeans, and entered the Vogue headquarters building with a black Harley mirror on his head.

The little girl at the front desk looked at Qin Guan who had entered the building and took off his sunglasses, with bright eyes, and called her editor-in-chief, holding back that she was about to scream.

She is a fashion-forward model fan, and she is different from those nympho and tasteless entertainment fans. The boy opposite is called Qin Guan, and she has one of all his related magazine posters.

The most worthy of showing off is that she is also a data emperor, she has compiled all the news related to Qin Guan.

So far, Qin Guan has walked the shows for 17 brands, photographed the inside and back covers of 2 magazines, shot 5 TV commercials as the protagonist, 3 TV commercials as background models, and 1 brand endorsement. 2 brand advertising posters as the main show model and 3 posters as the background model.

Qin Guan's step-by-step mental journey was all recorded by the unattractive little girl in front of him.

When Qin Guan was sitting on the lounge chair at the front desk, watching the little girl across from him reciting his modeling history, Qin Guan began to suspect that even his manager, Sister Xue, might not be able to quickly say that he was in a certain place. What kind of posters have been filmed on a certain day of the year.

The conversation between the small receptionist and Qin Guan at the company's restroom was just right for Vogue editor-in-chief Qu Xuemei, who was passing by the restroom after the meeting, to listen to it seriously.

Qu Xuemei felt that it was necessary to go out and take a look just because of the conversation between these two people. This upstart model that Elle has been using since entering the country, and this front desk with clear data that she didn't find out.

With the sound of Qu Xuemei's slender high-heeled shoes 'da da', the small receptionist suddenly stopped talking endlessly as if being targeted by a snake.

Qin Guan looked suspiciously at the woman behind the front desk who was slowly walking towards him, feeling confused.

She is tall, about 170cm tall by visual inspection, but she wears six-cent-high stilettos that standard white-collar workers must wear at work.

Even though it is a scorching summer day, she still wears a serious and slim gray suit in the company. The collar of the shirt is tied exactly.

A square framed mirror with a gold wire edge, her meticulously combed hair was neatly tied behind her head in a bun. The only highlight of the whole body is the golden anti-skid chain hanging from the legs of her gold-rimmed glasses, which slide naturally on her temples as she walks, adding a bit of popularity to this serious woman.

Hearing the sound of the high heels, the small receptionist keenly sensed who was behind her, and then made a broken expression in front of Qin Guan.

Looking at this funny little front desk, Qin Wang couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Qu Xuemei saw the male model in front of the table, with a tight white cotton T-shirt, two long legs lined with rough dark blue jeans, straight and slender, with picturesque eyebrows, light and elegant.

Inexplicably, Qu Xuemei's face flushed with a blush. She coughed to hide her embarrassment, and said first, "Qin Guan, right? An assistant will take you to the dressing room later, and he will give you a general introduction to the precautions for magazine shooting. As for you, Zhang Yuan , come with me to the office."

The small receptionist tremblingly followed behind the serious-looking editor-in-chief, and at the last moment of entering the room, he still didn't forget to take another look at his male god with terrified eyes.

Today I am already unlucky enough, if I take a look and make a profit, I will die without regrets!

The door of the editor-in-chief slammed shut. Qin Guan looked at the small front desk entering the room with sympathetic eyes, touched his chin, and walked thoughtfully towards the room recommended by his assistant.

Interestingly, the editor-in-chiefs of fashion magazines are usually the top talents in the fashion industry, and their styles are mostly passionate, artistic and avant-garde.

The editor-in-chief sent by vogue to Asia is really surprising. Judging from her dress and behavior, she does not look like a free-spirited American, but rather similar to a self-disciplined German.

It doesn't look like the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, but more like the financial elite of Wall Street.

This is interesting. I don’t know what kind of surprises the domestic vogue can bring to the industry under the leadership of such an editor-in-chief.

Before Qin Guan had time to think about it, he was led into the dressing room of Vogue magazine.

There are as many as three rows of mirrors in a row, which is really a big deal.

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