Yang Qiaoqiao didn't know how the school leaders would respond to the female students who reported her.
However, the recruitment situation on her end is not very optimistic.
At first, when the students didn't know what the models she was recruiting actually did, they would come over and ask her out of curiosity.
But after learning about the job of a model, the students not only stopped coming to inquire, but even kept their distance when passing by.
It's as if they carry a virus, some kind of plague.
Zhou Yang, Luo Yingzi, and Wu Xiaocao were all somewhat discouraged.
Wu Xiaocao even said, "Sister Qiaoqiao, if we really can't find anyone, let's do it ourselves!"
Dejected, Luo Yingzi straightened her chest and said, "Xiao Cao is right. These college students are arrogant and look down on us. Why don't we let them make this money for us?"
"Sister Qiaoqiao, you, me, and Xiaocao are all pretty good-looking and have great figures. Sister Qiaoqiao, could you do our makeup too? We can wear them and show off our new clothes."
Yang Qiaoqiao laughed and said, "Don't worry, you two definitely won't be able to escape. I've already planned your clothes. It's just that the three of us aren't enough."
As darkness fell, fewer students entered and exited the school gate. Yang Qiaoqiao asked Zhou Yang to put away the recruitment brochures and shelves, and to head back for the day.
As they packed their things, the Xia family's driver was already waiting for them by the roadside in his car.
Just as they finished packing and were about to get into the car, they suddenly heard a clear, melodious female voice call out, "Wait, comrades, wait a minute, are you still hiring models?"
Yang Qiaoqiao and the others turned around and saw a pretty female student wearing a red and black plaid shirt, a dress, and two braids running towards them.
Their eyes lit up, and they instantly became motivated.
Wu Xiaocao and Luo Yingzi quickly went up to her, "Yes, we're still recruiting! Are you here to register?"
The female student nodded, "Yes, I want to sign up."
Wu Xiaocao and Luo Yingzi were both invigorated. Finally, someone was firmly telling them that they wanted to sign up, instead of asking them what a model did.
However, Yang Qiaoqiao first carefully explained the specifics of a model's job to the other party, "Classmate, this is what our job entails. Can you accept that?"
The other person nodded emphatically, "Yes, that's acceptable. Don't worry, comrade, I inquired about your job duties before I signed up."
Hearing this, Zhou Yang, Luo Yingzi, and Wu Xiaocao finally felt relieved.
Zhou Yang quickly took out a form and asked the other party to fill it out.
The female student's name is Deng Jialing. She is an English major in the Department of Foreign Languages. She is 176 cm tall and weighs 51 kg. Although her appearance is not stunning, she is pretty and pleasing to the eye. She fits well with Yang Qiaoqiao's clothing design that incorporates traditional elements.
Yang Qiaoqiao immediately decided to use her.
Although it was only a temporary job for a few days, Yang Qiaoqiao still prepared a labor contract.
After carefully reviewing the terms of the labor contract, Deng Jialing signed it.
The trade fair is scheduled for the weekend, so it doesn't conflict with school hours.
Yang Qiaoqiao asked her to go with her to receive etiquette training every day after school before the trade fair.
Deng Jialing agreed without hesitation.
Deng Jialing also proactively said that she would ask her teacher for a day off and use the whole day to gain a more comprehensive and systematic understanding of the clothes she was going to showcase, and to figure out how to present the highlights of the clothes to the greatest extent.
Hearing this, Yang Qiaoqiao was quite satisfied with her serious work attitude.
She even considered hiring Deng Jialing as their brand's exclusive model at a high salary, provided that Deng Jialing's character and work ability were satisfactory and she was willing to do so after the trade fair.
After the two sides finished their discussion, Deng Jialing asked Yang Qiaoqiao, "Comrade Yang, will you be coming to our school to recruit again tomorrow?"
"I'm not sure yet. I might talk to your school leaders tonight and then decide whether I'll come to your school to recruit tomorrow," Yang Qiaoqiao said.
With only a few days left until the trade fair, she needed to find suitable models and provide them with basic training before the fair began.
This trade fair is the first time that the Yiren Apparel brand has been presented to Chinese and foreign merchants from all over the world. If something goes wrong this time, it won't be so easy to apply for the next opportunity.
"Comrade Yang, I think you can continue to recruit at our school tomorrow. I believe that more students will understand that modeling is not a shameful or lowly profession, but a wonderful profession that presents beauty to the world."
"If you come tomorrow, you should be able to recruit quite a few talents that you're satisfied with," Deng Jialing suggested to Yang Qiaoqiao with a smile.
Yang Qiaoqiao naturally asked her why she was so sure.
Deng Jialing told Yang Qiaoqiao that what she had just said was not her own words, but rather what their school leaders had said to the students who had reported them.
She happened to be visiting a school leader at the time and overheard something, which is why she rushed to register with them.
After listening to Deng Jialing's explanation, Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but smile with relief.
If the school leaders said this to the students who reported it, their words would likely spread throughout the school very quickly.
For students, the words of school leaders carry authority.
By then, these students' misunderstandings about the modeling profession will naturally be dispelled, and presumably, when they come back tomorrow, the situation will be the same as Deng Jialing described.
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
