After Becoming a Little |

"I've been a fan of Missy since I was born!"

"I was born to praise the eldest lady!"

"In my previous life, I died and reincarnated just to be able to meet the eldest lady!"

"But have you noticed what's wrong?" Someone applauded like this, carefully turned his head to ask the little friend next to him, and even kept his eyes fixed on Ai Xiaoxian.

The girl next to him had a perfect smile on her face, and squeezed out advice through her teeth: "Don't ask, we don't dare to ask, and we don't dare to say."

The childish-spoken Xiong Luoli looked at Ai Xiaoxian's figure suspiciously, and pointed to her chest: "Did you put something on here?"

All of a sudden, the audience fell silent.

Xiong Luoli, who had pierced the emperor's new clothes, had no self-consciousness, but turned her head to look at everyone behind her in doubt, and then turned her head to look at Alia.

Aliya pinched her chest, and there was a uniform "click—" sound from the crowd of her friends, and the girls ruthlessly turned all the boys around them away.

The little brother who only loves the paper man touched his neck and let out a cry of surprise: "Hey! I'm cured!"

Then the assist girl mercilessly performed two additional attacks——

"Crack——"

"..."

I only love the little brother of the paper man, pawn...

"Is it so obvious?" Aliya looked up in doubt after pinching, "I think it's okay by myself."

Xiong Luoli thought about it for a while, and finally came to a conclusion: "The clothes are too small--this clothes are clothes for your previous figure?"

Aliya then looked at her best friend's owner, Lianhua was feeding the little fish at the moment - it was Aliya's 'I got up, punched in seconds.What else can we say about the little goldfish that was brought back by the unconfirmed life form?

After she carefully fed the little goldfish, she raised her head: "Aya's clothes were all custom-made by me before, so if your figure changes, it's normal that it doesn't look right... In addition, Aya's clothes ...where did this thing come from?"

Alia held her head high and held her chest high: "Sister Yucixin gave it to me!"

"..." Lianhua stroked her hair by her ears, and smiled nicely: "Since she gave it to you, let her help Aya customize a suitable evening dress."

Aliya thought for a while, then nodded her head: "It makes sense, I'll contact her now—"

"Wait!" Lianhua pressed Aliya's hand, thought for one and a third of a second, and finally lowered her proud head: "I can help Aya contact the designer and make a temporary one..."

"Is it expensive?"

"Uh... maybe a little bit."

"That's no need, big sister Yucixin is very rich, and she has made a lot of money in business with me." Alia showed her family management and said: "I have to go get her wool .”

"Wait a minute—" Lianhua held down Alia's other hand, with a serious expression: "Actually, it's not very expensive, it's just a little bit higher than the price of normal clothes."

As she spoke, she made a gesture between her fingers, and the two fingers were very close to each other, indicating that it was really a little bit.

Aliya immediately understood, and generously took out her Ten Thousand Card Beast: "Go ahead and swipe, then I won't bother her."

Lianhua's smile was a little stiff, she nodded repeatedly, then picked up Luoli Xiong and went back to her room. In her words, she just went to place an order.

Aliya is very emotional: "The attitude of the service industry is so good now. You can actually order clothes directly online, which is the development of technology and the progress of productivity."

The little goldfish in front of her looked left and right, then looked at herself suspiciously, and finally nodded deeply.

"..."

In the room, Lianhua put down Lolita Xiong and started pacing back and forth.

"What should I do?" She said, looking a little distressed.

Xiong Luoli looked at her inexplicably: "What should I do?"

"If you hire Master D·L, it will take at least three days for tailoring, but if you are looking for an AP designer, it will be faster, but the other party has a saying that 'you must design the most suitable clothes for the most realistic figure' rule……"

Xiong Luoli looked at her own sister, turned around expressionlessly, and stretched out her hand to her own bear.

Muscular sister Gui Aige also took out her phone expressionlessly and handed it to Xiong Luoli.

Lianhua pinched the corner of her clothes, with a troubled expression on her face: "But if you don't find these well-known designers, how can you guarantee the quality of the clothes? Those mass-produced clothes can't set off Aya's figure at all..."

Xiong Luoli moved her fingers like flying, and the pages on the phone flicked.

Lianhua turned around, continued to pace and think, and murmured to herself: "If it really doesn't work, contact the Springfield Fashion Design Office in Japan now? If you add money, they should be able to produce the finished product in the shortest possible time." , but Aya's clothes are all made from our Worry-free Island specialty fabrics, and it will take time to send these fabrics over!"

Lianhua thought about it and couldn't think of a solution, so she could only sigh helplessly, and picked up Luoli Xiong: "Let's go, let's go and clarify with Aya, and take her to the Springfield Fashion Design Office to do some work first." Temporary... what are you doing?"

Xiong Luoli didn't even look up: "Place an order."

"What order do you... place?"

"Place an order for Ms. D·L, and the plane from Worry-free Island will pick her up, and then fly to our side. Whether it's fabrics, cutting and sewing tools, they are all prepared for her on the plane. In addition, my maid team There are professionals in fashion design, and they can help—in this way, the clothes can be delivered just before the dinner.”

Lianhua opened her mouth, and touched Loli Xiong's delicate face with baby fat in disbelief: "Are you really my sister?"

Xiong Luoli raised her head in doubt: "Why do you ask that?"

"How are you so smart?"

"I'm not a fool. It's just simple planning and money. I use my family's resources reasonably."

After being by Aliya's side for a long time, Xiong Luoli, who has become more and more stable, jumped out of her arms, handed her mobile phone to her own bear, and told her to pick up the clothes, then turned her head to look at Lianhua with a serious expression: "This This kind of self-awareness is the basic self-awareness that our Song family relies on for survival, and money can make ghosts turn around... Sister, you haven't realized it until now, have you?"

"I……"

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Japan·Toto·Royal Palace Hotel

A dinner party looks like a dinner party, but in fact, it is not a dinner party.

It is the incarnation of the funny tree, a game place for big bosses, a battlefield where money and power are intertwined, and it is a great opportunity that is difficult to quantify.

Think about it, the national-level business communication team of the Republic, the financial giants like the Leah Fund, the industrial giants like the Song Family in the Southeast of the Republic, the comprehensive large groups like the Mitsubishi Zaibatsu, and even the giant Mellon Foundation. Randa—wait a minute, why is there a Mellon consortium?

Everyone looked at the reception staff with confused expressions. It's not that there's anything wrong with a giant like the Mellon Consortium attending the dinner, but isn't their position a bit subtle?

President Donald of the United States only dissed a wave of the republic in the afternoon, and your behind-the-scenes emperor is about to hand over the republic tonight. What is this?The enemy is on Capitol Hill?

The people participating in the dinner exchanged subtle glances with each other in doubt, and then walked into the venue.

That kind of operation that can only be done by a big boss, how can silver players like them compare with the big eagle or even the big earth, they still have to enter the field early and be an NPC honestly.

So the door of the banquet hall opened with a bang, and amidst the bow of the doorman, they walked into a... um... a fairytale palace with polite smiles?

The leader looked around, turned his head and exited, and waved to everyone: "We went wrong, this should be a daughter's birthday dinner."

Everyone turned back in a hurry, and walked a long way along the corridor before someone asked the left and right in doubt: "Then where are we going now? Is the floor wrong?"

They handed over the invitation cards when they entered the hotel gate, who would have thought that such a moth would appear.

This is the same as in the marathon when No.2 led hundreds of people to run the wrong way. Finally, No.1 moved to the finish line and found that he was actually the first...

The waiter at the back ran out in a panic: "Guests! Where are you going, customers? Is there any place where our service is not good?!"

These business bigwigs turned their heads one after another, and the head of the Baiyin section frowned suspiciously: "Let's go to the venue of the Republic's business and diplomacy dinner, is it upstairs or downstairs?"

He has also been to the Palace Hotel several times, and there are other floors of the large banquet hall, it is nothing more than a problem of going upstairs.

"...It's this floor!"

"Then... your newly renovated banquet hall?"

"That's the one just now!"

"..." Boss Baiyin Duan took a deep breath, with a slightly unsightly expression: "I! I am the assistant to the president of Asakusa Machinery Co., Ltd., please don't make such meaningless jokes with me, otherwise I'm going to complain to the hotel about you!"

"No, no, it's really inside! We also arranged according to the organizer's request!"

A group of bigwigs came up behind this group of silver-ranked chickens. Judging from the admission time, this group who were a few minutes late should be a little higher than them.

Sure enough, the boss of the Baiyin section suddenly bowed after seeing the leader: "Vice President!"

"Hmm..." The vice president nodded majestically: "What happened? Why haven't you entered yet?"

Wouldn't it be embarrassing if those big bosses came and couldn't see the banquet scene where everyone was chatting enthusiastically?

The NPCs who perform in the group must also have a serious attitude!

The secretary of the president of Asakusa Machinery Co., Ltd. explained the reason in a low voice, so the vice president went over to take a look in person, and his expression was not very good-looking: "Where is the person in charge of your hotel? Let the person in charge of your hotel come out! I need A confession!"

At this time, people came from both ends of the corridor. On the left side of the corridor is the third batch of dinner guests entering the venue, and on the right side is the dinner preparation team headed by Mr. Yanqi's assistant. The two sides are really equal in a sense His status--at least the assistant to the boss of the Mitsubishi chaebol, and he can also be regarded as the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister?

The leader of the third group of guests happened to be the president of Asakusa Machinery Co., Ltd. He was a slightly obese middle-aged man with a very friendly appearance and a slightly bald head. A middle-aged and domineering president like Ai Rulong who is so handsome is too real.

Mr. Yanqi is also no match for him. When he was young, Kotaro Yanqi aspired to be a director and an actor in the entertainment industry, but he was harmed by Lu Wuxia, who was as beautiful as a troublesome woman. He gave up his original intention and wanted to use his family business. Captured the hearts of beauties, and finally became a useless second generation who unfortunately inherited the family business, and even became the leader of the largest faction within the Mitsubishi chaebol by accident.

Alas... What a shameful case that is not inspirational at all...

President Asakusa walked up with a shy stomach: "Ah, what happened?"

It's normal for him not to know the assistant. After all, the newly appointed assistant has not shown her beauty in front of outsiders many times. In the past, it was the one who unfortunately suffered a car accident in front of the company's headquarters building and was directly stabbed in the chest by vehicle debris. Poor little assistant.

President Asakusa was very proud. The invitation letter from the diplomatic department of the Republic was delivered to him personally, which made him even a little swollen with pride.

So he was very inflated and waved his hands without waiting for the assistant's answer: "No matter what you do, since it involves an important dinner, go and prepare again immediately!"

This is to give full play to the spirit of the master, and the subjective initiative is extremely strong.

The assistant lady had a smile on her face: "Because there are very important guests among the guests attending the meeting this time, we arranged it like this. This is also an intentional attempt by us to dilute the serious atmosphere as much as possible. Create better opportunities for friendly exchanges.”

President Asakusa subconsciously said: "Dare to ask, honored guests mean—"

"It's our young lady."

President Asakusa glanced at the other party, probably thinking that the other party was a staff member of the hotel, so he showed a disdainful look: "Do you know what level the banquet tonight is? It was attended by important figures from the financial circles of the two countries. , what is the eldest lady of your hotel? Go and change it immediately!"

The smile on the assistant's face remained unchanged, and she took out a work card from her arms and put it on: "Sorry, I am not a staff member of the hotel, I am the chairman of the Mitsubishi chaebol and the personal assistant of Mr. Iwasaki Kotaro, the president of the Mitsubishi Corporation— — Newly appointed today.”

The president of Asakusa bent down immediately, it was really embarrassing that his stomach was so elastic, his eyes were wide open, but there was an apologetic smile on his face: "Where is it! It's my fault! What you said Miss, do you mean Mr. Yanqi's daughter?"

"No, our president is not married yet."

"..." President Asakusa blinked, straightened his back a little, frowned slightly, with the tone of someone who came here and the tone of a senior, somewhat educational: "I as—"

Before he finished speaking, the assistant lady smiled and added a note: "It's the eldest lady of the Lia Fund, I mean, the Lia Fund of the Republic."

President Asakusa's words were stuck in his throat, he opened his mouth, and made a 'ho ho' sound like a leak in his mouth, and folded his waist at a greater angle than before: "I'm really sorry!"