After the assistant kept apologizing, he hung up the phone. Qiao Zhen had no choice but to accept the model's refusal to be photographed and then forcibly bring him from his home.
"Sigh." Qiao Zhen sighed, her little face drooping.
Hearing this, Lu Zheng asked, "What's wrong?"
Qiao Zhen shook her head and could only tell him everything that had just happened.
"If the project doesn't go ahead, I'll give you the profits. Don't be sad." Lu Zheng patted Qiao Zhen's head.
“This is different. The project profits are earned through my own labor. What you give me is yours, and I can’t take your things for free.”
Qiao Zhen shook her head. Although she had an ambiguous relationship with Lu Zheng, it didn't mean she could enjoy everything Lu Zheng gave her with a clear conscience.
Lu Zheng glanced at her deliberately, then looked away: "What do you think of me?"
"What do you mean, how?" Qiao Zhen was a little confused.
“I said, I want to be a model.”
Qiao Zhen was stunned.
Did she hear that right?
Lu Zheng, the president of the prestigious Lu Group, is going to condescend to be a lowly model?
"You... don't do anything impulsive." Qiao Zhen stammered, because it didn't seem like something Lu Zheng would do.
"I'm serious."
Just as they were waiting for the green light, Lu Zheng stopped the car and gradually moved his face closer to Qiao Zhen.
Looking at that face so close to hers, Qiao Zhen's heart skipped a beat.
She blinked, momentarily forgetting to speak.
When the green light came on, Lu Zheng slowly started the car, returning to his previous state.
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