"I'm really bored, so I came to be my model. I'm still short of models for the next fashion show."
Mo Chi immediately raised his hand, his affectionate peach blossom eyes sparkling, "Sister, I'd like to apply for permanent residency, free of charge."
Fu Jiusi narrowed her eyes and stared at him, her displeasure showing through her eyes.
When everyone gathered together for breakfast, he didn't give Mo Chi a good look.
Mo Chi pretended not to see it and was busy picking up dishes and peeling shrimps for the family.
Hua Qi ate his meal silently, thinking: It's really not easy for Mo Chi. He has to serve a whole table of people just to pick up some dishes and peel some shrimps for Sister Yan.
After dinner, Sister Yan took her upstairs to put on makeup and change into a dress.
Looking at the dazzling array of makeup boxes, Hua Qi said to the makeup artist, "Just put on some simple and elegant light makeup. I'm just going to a wedding today."
The makeup artist's eyes were filled with amazement. "Your stunning beauty is stunning even without makeup."
"Thank you," Hua Qi nodded slightly to the makeup artist and sighed with a smile, "Sister Yan, where did you find this makeup artist? She's so good at talking!"
The makeup artist immediately responded, "The speed of a train depends entirely on the locomotive."
"Being by Mr. Yan's side for so many years, I've been influenced by him and gradually become so outstanding."
Hua Qi raised her thumbs up and said, "Sister Yan, I'm applying for a part-time job here to learn management from you."
Sister Yan smiled gently and said, "I suggest you learn from your husband~"
Hua Qi's eyes flashed with surprise, "Sister, are you serious?"
Sister Yan nodded. "Lychee's success is mainly due to him."
"It was also his idea to establish the sub-brand Jing Qiansi."
"I only take care of things inside the studio. Your husband is busy with everything else outside."
Hua Qi was even more surprised. "When he was in Yunxiang, he said he was a sales manager in a technology company."
Sister Yan smiled and nodded, "There's nothing wrong with what he said."
Hua Qi leaned back slightly, sizing up her expression, "Sister, there's something wrong with your answer."
"Can a grassroots sales manager be so capable?"
As she spoke, she shook her head, "Fu Jiusi, is he really just a sales manager?"
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