Monopolize My Mysterious Wife

Chapter 45 Questioning our president

At the elevator entrance on the fifth floor, Quan Yifei was walking around, glancing at the time on his watch from time to time.

The elevator door dinged, and Jian Qing walked out. When she saw Quan Yifei waiting outside, she couldn't help but smile.

"Yifei, why are you here?"

Quan Yifei looked at her helplessly, "Why don't I wait for you? Do you still feel sick to your stomach?"

Jian Qing felt warm in her heart and shook her head slightly, "It's okay."

"It's okay, let's go, the studio is ready." Quan Yifei walked beside Jian Qing, suddenly remembered something, and looked at her with bright eyes.

"Jian Qing, you and my third brother... you two?"

Facing Shang Quan Yifei's teasing eyes, Jian Qing raised her eyebrows and said in a calm voice, "Nothing, I just had breakfast. It should be regarded as a welfare benefit from the boss's consideration for the employees."

Quan Yifei, "..." How has she ever enjoyed this kind of benefit?

"Jian Qing, what did you have for breakfast just now?" Quan Yifei asked curiously.

Jian Qing thought for a moment, then opened her red lips and said, "Qianshizhai's seafood and shrimp porridge and a mousse cake."

"Huh?" Quan Yifei was surprised at first, and then looked at her with an "I knew it" look.

Needless to say, she knew that the seafood and shrimp porridge at Qianshizhai must be Mr. Ji's signature dish. Her third brother really preferred Jian Qing.

Look, the treatment is different. Everyone in the studio is getting coffee, desserts and the like. When it's Jian Qing's turn, Qian Shi Zhai Ji Lao's signature dish will be served every minute. If Chu Ruohan finds out about this, he will probably... I have to cry down the Great Wall, Quan Yifei thought with gloating.

Jian Qing calmly ignored Quan Yifei's gossipy look, which made Quan Yifei even more curious about what happened between Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu in the office.

As soon as Jian Qing and Quan Yifei walked into the studio, everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the two of them. Not far away, Yang Xiang's eyes were almost killing Jian Qing. If it weren't for the The situation was not right, so I probably rushed forward long ago.

"Manager Quan, I heard that you hired a new photographer. It's getting late now, can we start?" Kahn walked over, looked at Jian Qing with his dark brown eyes and said authentically Chinese is so easy to speak.

Kahn, an internationally renowned jewelry design genius. Geniuses usually have some strange hobbies. The photos he took of jewelry this time could not satisfy him. No matter how many photographers Quan Yifei hired to take the photos, the photos he took were all taken by him. It was rejected for only one reason, that is, those photos could not capture the soul of the jewelry he designed.

Quan Yifei nodded, "Kahn, let me introduce you. This is our new photographer. I guarantee that the photos taken this time will satisfy you."

Jian Qing looked at Kahn and raised the corners of her lips, "Hello."

Kahn smiled heartily and said, "Hello."

"What, she's a photographer, how is that possible?" Yang Xiang and the others were walking towards Jian Qing. After hearing Quan Yifei's words, Yang Xiang was the first to rush over. The sky-high height on his feet made people jump with fear. .

Now, not to mention Yang Xiang was frightened alone, everyone else in the studio was also frightened and looked at Jian Qing in disbelief.

Is that beautiful unreal woman the photographer?

Chu Ruohan's eyes darkened, and the hand hanging by his side gradually tightened. Jian Qing was the photographer of this shooting. How could this be possible?

Quan Yifei had already anticipated this situation and picked her ears slowly, "Jian Qing is the photographer invited by the company to shoot this jewelry album. Do you have any opinions?"

When he said the last sentence, Quan Yifei looked specifically at An Yu and the others.

Yang Xiang seemed to be stimulated by the news. He stared at Jian Qing with a bit of surprise and anger on his face.

Jian Qing's expression was indifferent, and Kahn put his hands in his pockets, looking like he was watching a good show.

"Yifei, is this true?" Chu Ruohan walked over, glanced at Jian Qing, and said in a gentle voice, "Miss Jian is the photographer for this shoot?"

Although Quan Yifei didn't like Chu Ruohan, considering the friendship between the two families, it was hard to make the relationship too tense, so she said with an official smile on her face, "Yeah."

After confirming again and again, Chu Ruohan raised his eyes to look at Jian Qing, touching that beautiful profile, his eyes dark and unclear.

"Yifei, can't JK International find a photographer? Why does Jian Qing come to shoot for us?" Yang Xiang originally thought that Jian Qing was a handyman in the studio, but he didn't expect that she turned out to be a photographer. He glanced at her with disdain. Jian Qing took a look and said in a mocking tone.

Hearing this, everyone looked a little weird. They subconsciously looked at Jian Qing's reaction. Seeing that she still looked calm and calm, they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts whether she really didn't care about Yang Xiang's words or was pretending to be calm.

"Yang Xiang, Jian Qing was personally hired by our president. Do you mean to question our president's vision and ability? If you don't want to shoot, you can leave. I believe there are many models who want to shoot for JK International. Here." Quan Yifei's face was cold, and his eyebrows were sharper.

A few words, and the atmosphere in the studio instantly boiled.

Hired by the president himself?

Did they hear it correctly?

Of all the photographers and senior executives of the company in the past, which one could be so prestigious that the president hired him personally? What is the origin of this Jian Qing?

In the corner where no one saw, Chu Ruohan's face turned pale, and he pinched the corners of his clothes with his fingers, twisting out layers of wrinkles.

It was impossible for him to hire Jian Qing in person. With his temperament, how could he hire a photographer in person?

Yi Fei must have said this deliberately because she wanted to protect Jian Qing, that was definitely the case.

"Wha...what?" Yang Xiang took a step back, his voice broken.

As the person involved, Jian Qing didn't care at all about the surprised look of everyone at this moment. She raised her eyes to meet Kahn's gaze, and a ripple appeared at the corner of her lips.

Quan Yifei glanced at the horror shown by everyone with satisfaction, clasped her hands together, and said, "Okay, everyone, don't be stunned, start working quickly, don't waste time."

Hearing this, except for Chu Ruohan and the others, everyone else quickly returned to the work at hand. The most important thing when working in JK International is to gossip less and work seriously, otherwise you will be fired every minute.

It's hard to find a company with good benefits and benefits like JK International. They'd better work hard. After all, making money comes first, gossip comes second.

"Yang Xiang, you'd better go and touch up your makeup quickly, so as not to delay the shooting." Quan Yifei reminded her quietly as she watched Yang Xiang and others standing still.

Yang Xiang still wanted to say something, but An Yu next to her took her arm and took her away with Yang Lin. Chu Ruohan took a deep look at Jian Qing and then left to the dressing room to touch up her makeup.

Quan Yifei still had a lot of things to do at the scene. After saying hello to Jian Qing, he discussed with the staff next to him what he should pay attention to during the shooting later.

Jian Qing walked directly to the place where the photography equipment was placed. As soon as he sat down, Kahn followed and sat down opposite Jian Qing without ceremony.

"Jane, doesn't it hurt my heart too much to pretend to be a stranger when we meet?" Kahn looked at Jian Qing with his dark brown eyes, a cynical smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

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