Lord Xi begs for favors online every day

The next day.

When Song Yao came to Lanting, he also brought a gentle and elegant goose yellow dress.

Gu Changqing had already changed her clothes, she glanced at them indifferently, and refused very straightforwardly, "I won't wear them."

"." Song Yao glanced up and down. She was dressed in black, and the words 'Don't mess with me' were written all over her body.

He supported his forehead, "Ancestor, you can just change into it, the clothes are not revealing."

Gu Changqing chose a light-colored lipstick and put it on, but ignored him.

Picking up her bag, she was about to go out.

Song Yao stopped her deadly, with a rare cold tone, "Change."

Gu Changqing raised her eyebrows, "Did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"I'm afraid you will cause trouble again." Song Yao said helplessly.

The main reason is that the outfit she was wearing looked too much like she was going to fight.

With a face that looks good enough in a sack, if he dresses up casually, wouldn't he be invincible?
Under Song Yao's strong request, Gu Changqing took the skirt and went to the room to change it.

The style is everyday, and a casual apricot coat is worn outside, which directly changed Gu Changqing's previous image.

Song Yao nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go."

When they arrived outside the Burleigh branch, the security guards stopped them directly.

"Do you have an appointment?" he asked.

Song Yao shook his head, "We are here to audition, there should be a record."

"Audition?" The security guard glanced at the car logo, with a trace of disdain in his eyes, "Just you?"

Today Song Yao wanted to keep a low profile, so he drove a Volkswagen, but he didn't expect to be treated differently.

"What's your attitude? You'll die if you check it out?"

The security guard stared, "What do you mean, big stars drive million-dollar nanny cars, and you poor people are also allocated to Burleigh?"

Maybe it's because he thinks his company is a luxury brand, so the big brother security also stepped up.

"What's your vision?" Song Yao was really going to be pissed off by this ignorant idiot.

Gu Changqing interrupted, "Okay, let's stop in front and enter through the main entrance."

Song Yao raised the car window and cursed secretly.

Gu Changqing glanced at the stereo in his car, CT company's private custom models, there are only ten places in the world, and the lowest price is around 200 million.

She tilted her body and curled her lips slightly. Since when did Young Master Song suffer such grievances?

After entering the company, Song Yao was still angry.

"Who are these people?"

On the tenth floor, the elevator opened, and a group of people stood in the passage.

"Sister An Ran, please sign me too!"

"And me and me!!"

Ning Anran covered her mouth and smiled, "Don't worry, everyone, take your time."

Song Yao frowned, "Why is there still her?"

He also had doubts before, why did Bolai Jewelry give Gu Changqing a chance when it was so famous.

After all, her reputation is indeed not very good.

I thought there were no good candidates.

But looking at it today, Ning Anran's reputation is there, Gu Changqing still has a chance?

"Sister An Ran, are you going to become the spokesperson of our company?"

"Yes, it would be great if it were."

Ning Anran has accumulated a lot of popularity since her debut, and even many employees of Boley Jewelry are her fans.

She curled her lips slightly and blinked her eyes, "That might not be the case."

"Didn't you have dinner with Mr. Xi from Sunmore Entertainment that day?" a girl asked.

Ning Anran pretended to be surprised, "How do you know?"

"Our colleagues saw it." The girl said mysteriously: "Mr. Xi is an investor, and he must like you."

Ning Anran's eyes flickered slightly, she just went for a game that day.

Qian Yuxin got to know a few bigwigs, and it happened that he had dinner with Mr. Xi that day, so he followed.

At that time, there was no female companion, so Ning Anran followed.

Later, when she was about to leave, Qian Yu was already unconscious, so she had no choice but to ask Mr. Xi for help, hoping to send her back, but unexpectedly she was rejected.

Maybe this scene was seen by them.

Being complimented by everyone, Ning Anran raised the corners of her lips, she was so happy, but said: "Don't spread nonsense."

She looked at Gu Changqing, who was five meters away, but didn't recognize him for a while.

Everyone followed Ning Anran's gaze, and saw a tall woman wearing a long skirt standing, her calves exposed were thin, white and long.

Big slightly curly waves rest casually on his shoulders, and his facial features are impeccably beautiful, especially those dark and bright eyes, as if they can see through people's hearts.

"Is this Gu Changqing?" a girl asked in a low voice.

"...I guess so." The colleague standing beside her was also stunned.

"It feels so pretty." The girl glanced at Ning Anran next to her, bit her tongue, "It feels normal."

"Well, that's it."

Gu Changqing walked over, and the two sides automatically made way for a passage to come out.

She walked slowly, without pausing when passing by Ning Anran.

He went straight to the studio and found a corner to sit down.

"What vision do these people have?" Song Yao complained, "You can donate your eyes if you don't need them. It's a waste of resources."

Gu Changqing glanced at him, "Didn't you tell me not to cause trouble?"

Song Yao was taken aback for a moment, this ancestor is indeed quite peaceful today.

She was wearing a skirt, and her sitting posture was not as casual as usual. She was dignified but not deliberate, as if there was an inherent elegance in her body.

"By the way, I want to ask you something." Gu Changqing said.

"Say."

Gu Changqing organized the conversation, "Is there any Song family in the capital that is more powerful in the Internet?"

Song Yao thought for a while silently, "There seems to be one."

Gu Changqing hummed and motioned for him to continue.

"In my impression, there is a CEO of an Internet company whose surname is Song, but—" Song Yao changed the subject, "He is almost forty, what are you going to do?"

Gu Changqing rolled her eyes and said angrily, "What kind of person am I?"

He's only forty, which can be ruled out directly from his age.

"Just this one?"

Song Yao scratched his head, "It's really gone."

Gu Changqing lowered her eyes and did not continue to ask.

They sat for a while but no one came to greet them, and Song Yao also felt something was wrong.

"Are they hanging on to us?"

Gu Changqing looked at him like a fool, "You finally realized it."

Song Yao: "."

After a while, a middle-aged man came over.

"Boss Song, when did you come? I was in a meeting just now, why didn't anyone tell me?" With a few words, he pushed the blame completely.

Song Yao snorted coldly: "Manager Chen is so busy, he must not see us little people."

"How can you! You're wronging me if you say that." Manager Chen smiled and looked at Gu Changqing, "Let me just say that, just by looking at your temperament, you can agree with our brand's design concept."

"Stop talking so much, when is the audition?" Song Yao said.

"Both follow me this way." Manager Chen made a gesture of invitation.