Volume 338 Second-Rate Street Goods

At this time, in the building where Qin Guan left, the front desk finally finished the work at hand, and she habitually entered Qin Guan's information into the file number she sorted out.

For the model resumes that were handed over, out of professional sensitivity, she subconsciously sorted out the most outstanding ones and face-to-face investment materials.

Whenever she sees new faces appearing in Armani's show, she will subconsciously look at her audition information. If she can find them, it will make the young receptionist happy for a long time.

When she just pressed the save button, the personnel from the HR team came over on time to collect the model information, and the front desk raised her head and looked at the visitor, her brows furrowed imperceptibly.

The person who came over was Jimmy who was the most old-fashioned and difficult to get along with in the whole company. This man with a weird and bitter personality, few of the bottom-level employees liked him.

With a disgusted face, he walked to the information box rack by the door, and dumped the model materials that had been sorted into the cardboard box he brought.

"That's all? Let me tell you, at least you should clean up the shelves of materials. Every time you come here, you will be covered in dust."

Jimmy raised his eyebrows in disgust, patting the non-existent dust on his body, and Mi Li at the front desk suppressed her temper, and handed over Qin Guan's information alone.

"I'll clean it up properly. This is the profile of the model I submitted for interview today. I think it's the best among them, so I put it here separately."

When Jimmy heard Mili's words, his eyes widened exaggeratedly, and he exaggeratedly shouted in a sharp voice: "Oh, it's the job of our personnel team to select candidates. When will it be your turn?" Did the receptionist come?"

"What's more, hum!" Jimmy glanced at the cover of Qin Guan's profile with disdain, "I'm still an Asian model, Millie, your job is to clean up well, even the overall design style and operation direction of the company are different." have no idea."

"An Asian model, are you letting us Armani be ridiculed by the crowd at this fall's New York Fashion Week? Do less unnecessary work in the future!"

Speaking of this, Jimmy swept Qin Guan's materials that Mi Li had handed over alone into the big box like garbage, and did not forget to snort heavily before leaving.

At this time, Qin Guan didn't know Ji Feng after he left. He had already selected the brand to interview for his first store, which was Hollister in the district.

This brand is a casual wear brand designed for teenagers aged 15-25, but because its price is too close to the people, although it is a sub-brand of the big brand A, the crowd who buy it is quite speechless .

Looking at this brand at a glance, young girls in their early 20s are wearing it, and a group of aunts in their 40s are also wearing it. In Manhattan on vacation, at a glance, there are crowded streets all over the place.

After Qin Guan walked into Hollister in New York, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. The weather here is similar to that of Beijing, China. This brand, which originated in Southern California, is at the entrance of the headquarters store there. In order to attract customers, There will always be two handsome guys with half-naked muscles specially arranged for tourists to take pictures for free.

Qin Guan thought for a while that if he was reduced to such a point, he would lose his adulthood if he was photographed by Chinese tourists and sent to the country.

The popularity accumulated through hard work before can collapse in an instant.

Fortunately, this is New York. When Qin Guan walked into the store, he found that the lights here were a bit dim. Qin Guan, who had contacted here by text message a few days ago, followed the salesperson's lead to the store naturally according to the request of the other designer. In the small warehouse behind.

There is a summer dress designer here who specializes in patrolling the store and gathering feedback from customers—Marizeta. She came to New York to meet Qin Guan.

The reason why she was curious about Qin Guan was just to see how outstanding Lee's local models in China were.

When the female designer looked at Qin Guan gracefully walking towards her under the dim light, Marizetta immediately found the feeling of Qin Guan.

No wonder, according to her many years of designer experience, the physical condition of this model is a rare standard.

Before handing over Qin Guan's materials, Marizeta over there said, "Would you like to follow me to Southern California? We really need talents like you."

"No!"

Qin Guan shook his head like a drum. The designer was a little disappointed, but respectfully put forward his next request.

"Okay, let me take a look. Although it's a bit narrow here, it's enough for two round trips. You can show our clothes here."

"Pooh, go and bring over a set of this year's summer clothes with item numbers 5526 and 1123 and shoes with numbers 999, numbers 185-190."

"well!"

The assistant, Pooh, who was tallying the goods at the warehouse, dug out the clothes requested by the designer with ease.

"Here, go over there and change." Marizetta pouted at the dark corner of the warehouse, and handed over the clothes in her hand.

Qin Guan was not hypocritical, he took off his clothes in threes and fives...

Xu Xiaoxiao, who was waiting together in the store, sat on the leather stool and looked at the customers passing through the store. There are quite a few girls who came to buy this brand. Just as he was thinking, the small door of the warehouse opened. .

"Go here, the place is bigger." The designer's glasses lit up, and he pointed Qin Guan directly at the sales counter.

Is this different from what you said? Qin Guan didn't think much about it, and took the small corridor in the shelf as a normal catwalk.

Qin Guan was wearing skinny jeans that were worn white, and paired with flip-flop sandals with only two thin straps under his feet, while his upper body was an ordinary short-sleeved T-shirt with blue and white horizontal stripes.

Such loose casual clothes were not the favorite of busy New York office workers, but Qin Guan's upper body added a bit of leisure for no reason.

The design of large and thick horizontal stripes does not make Qin Guan look old-fashioned. The small projection lights under the store floor make this pair of sandals look so wonderful in this hot summer. The wild jeans that wrap the slender thighs tell the sweetness of chocolate and honey...

Just as the venue was about to end shopping, the little girl who walked out the door, a lustful girl, didn't have time to turn her eyes from staring at Qin Guan, and her forehead hit the glass of the door fiercely.

None of the people in the venue came to laugh at this unlucky girl. The customer who was holding the flowered shirt over there had already slipped the goods to the ground unbearably.

Xu Xiaoxiao took a few mouthfuls of refreshing air into his nostrils, because he stared at Qin Guan and held his breath for too long, almost depriving his brain of oxygen.

Didn't you see that the aunt next to her is already showing signs of dizziness?

"It's done, let's go here." Accompanied by three clapping sounds, the silence in the specialty store was finally broken.

"Qin Guan, come with me..." Marizeta waved towards Qin Guan, and the two disappeared behind the small door of the warehouse in an instant.

Xu Xiaoxiao's gaze was the same as that of everyone else, the closed door blocked the chase, but the people who were awake began to take measures one after another.

p: Push the book, Super Time and Space Mall, the book about the eagle catching the chick, the new author I just met, has anyone tested the poison?

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