Leng Shao's famous family group dotes on his wife

Leng Yincheng raised his eyes faintly: "Not as good-looking as you."

"I call it natural beauty." Qiao An'an had a good background.

Attending this catwalk has also attracted the attention of many men.

There were also many people in the middle who greeted Joan Ann, and she just dealt with it a few times politely and casually.

After eating the ice cream, she felt a little pain in her stomach, so she went to the bathroom after talking to Leng Yincheng.

Enemy road is narrow.

This was her first reaction when she went to the bathroom.

Little Naimiao was in the bathroom putting on her makeup.

Small Internet celebrities like them, if they can attend the catwalk, usually do their own makeup or hire a cheap makeup artist.

As for the clothing organizers, they usually also look at the schedule, but they don't take care of them all the way.

Qiao Anan just pretended not to see it, turned around and entered the position inside.

When he came out, he saw the little Naimiao with his arms folded, staring at him for a moment.

"Beauty, please make an offer. Let's change seats in a while, and I'll chat with the man next to you."

Joan Ann walked to the faucet coldly, turned it on, and refused: "Sorry, that's my friend."

"Are you sure it's a friend? If it's just a friend, don't you want him to find a girlfriend?" Little Naimiao frowned.

Qiao Anan washed her hands carefully: "You want me to be more interesting and give you a chance to hug your thigh? That's really embarrassing, even if he wants to find a girlfriend, it won't be you."

Little Naimiao looked at Joan Ann with contempt: "Could it be you again? Auntie."

Joan Ann raised her eyebrows and said, "I seem to have forgotten what I just said."

The little nanny meowed out laughing: "Who knows if it's true or not?"

If it's true, why didn't Joan Ann just enter the VIP lounge?

I heard that the person in charge from Qiao's Group is already in the VIP lounge... Qiao An'an is just an assistant now, so he shouldn't be able to control anything.

Anyway, as long as you catch the boss, do you still worry about being blocked?
Qiao Anan shrugged helplessly: "You can be thick-skinned, and if I have a promotion in the future, I will come to you and sell it."

There is no need to talk nonsense at all, just turn around and leave after speaking.

The little Naimiao followed Qiao An'an, stared angrily, and saw Qiao An'an walking back to Leng Yincheng's side, and found other staff members, trying to leave Leng Yincheng's contact information.

But Qiao An'an just received a call from Qiao Siqi.

"A big guy's assistant came to our workshop. You can go and meet them first. They just returned to China recently and are looking for several partners to do different styles of clothing design."

Qiao Anan almost jumped up in surprise: "Are you talking about Song Shengang's assistant?"

Qiao Siqi's tone was full of contempt and asked back: "Aren't you talking nonsense? I know you worship Song Shengang, otherwise I would put down the game and come to you on purpose?"

"Okay, second brother, you've finally done some personnel work! I'll go see that assistant!" Qiao Anan hung up the phone after finishing speaking, and stood up holding Leng Yincheng's arm.

At this time, the staff member Xiao Naimiao had just approached, before he could speak, Leng Yincheng got up and left.

The little Naimiao stomped on the spot angrily.

Qiao Anan took Leng Yincheng to the VIP lounge backstage.

Little Naimiao felt anxious when she saw it, and directly tricked the staff.

"You find a way to stop them, and I can go out to dinner with you."

The staff member was also a single guy. When he heard such a good thing, he hurried to the door of the lounge and stopped Joan Ann with his hand: "Excuse me, you need a pass to enter the lounge. Do you have a pass?"

Qiao Anan really didn't, and pointed to the VIP lounge: "Then can you call the staff inside for me? Just tell them that I am the daughter of the Qiao Group, and they can come out and pick me up."

The staff immediately put on a serious face: "I'm sorry, I can't convey it to you. There are all VIPs inside, and we can't affect their rest."

Qiao Anan smiled slightly: "I forgot my pass, but I think there should be staff here who know my identity, and my family will not disturb me when I go in. I really trouble you."

"That doesn't work either." The staff stopped Joan Ann.

Qiao Anan looked at Leng Yincheng beside him, bowed his head and sent a message in the group of Qiao Group: "Which staff member is at the fashion show? Can you come out to pick me up, I was stopped by the staff at the door Yes, remember to bring a pass. Thank you very much."

However, after the staff of Qiao's Group came out, the staff at the door still refused to let Qiao Anan in.

Qiao Anan obviously felt that the staff was embarrassing herself, and frowned speechlessly: "Let's go over there and have a look."

Without talking nonsense, she called Leng Yincheng beside her and walked towards the other end of the corridor.

Leng Yincheng took a deep look at the staff in front of him, then turned and left gracefully.

The staff member shuddered inexplicably.

The cold eyes just now were like sharp knives, wanting to slash at his body...

This man is really terrible.

Is this little milk meow sure she wants this man's WeChat?

Joan Ann turned around and walked towards the other staff, ready to ask about the situation of entering the VIP lounge.

But Leng Yincheng stood slightly in a corner, picked up his cell phone, and made a call.

"Wang Qi, who was guarding the entrance of the lounge, is fired."

As soon as the person on the phone heard about it, he quickly apologized and was busy dealing with the matter at the fashion show.

Leng Yincheng made a phone call as if nothing happened, and stood beside Qiao Anan again.

Qiao Anan was communicating here, watching other staff members walking towards the person just now, and smiled helplessly at Leng Yincheng: "Why do you feel so embarrassed?"

Leng Yincheng said lightly: "How about we take a rest?"

It is estimated that according to the speed over there, it should be resolved in three to five minutes...

Qiao Anan smiled apologetically at Leng Yincheng: "I didn't expect such a situation to happen, and it made you suffer."

A little pampering flashed in Leng Yincheng's deep and cool eyes: "What are you talking about, silly girl?"

Qiao Anan turned around and walked back towards the runway. Just two steps away, a group of teams chased after him.

"Miss Qiao, please wait a moment."

Qiao An'an and Leng Yincheng looked at each other and slowed down.

A large group of people stood respectfully in front of Qiao An'an, bowing and saluting in unison: "I don't know if Miss Qiao is here, but I'm not far away. I heard that you want to enter the VIP lounge, so we invite you to go there. "