Chapter 11: Don't make yourself too dramatic, it makes you feel inferior
"Um."
Qi Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Song Nanxi, his dark pupils calm and without any waves.
"How do you know it doesn't meet my standards?"
Qi Yu's voice is light, and the timbre has a texture that is like gold but not jade.
"Handsome, tall, and able to serve."
"Oh - so you heard it, this is indeed my standard," Song Nanxi looked at him, "Then tell me, what do you not meet?"
"This..." Chen Feng hurried forward upon hearing this, "Miss Song, how about you look at someone else?"
He kept winking at Qi Yu, asking him to speak quickly.
Few people can resist such a pampered young lady when she becomes willful. He came here to do business, not to make enemies.
"It doesn't match any of the above points." Qi Yu said.
"Very good, very unique!" Song Nanxi applauded, and said with a rebellious attitude, "Then I have to choose you! Qi Yu, I want him to be my bodyguard."
No one expected that Song Nanxi would eventually choose Qi Yu.
Even Ling Sheng frowned. There was no need to worry about the fighting power that Chen Feng could bring, but Ling Sheng disliked the gloomy temperament of this person.
"Are you sure?"
Song Nanxi looked back with a half-smile, "Linggiegie, you asked me to choose this myself."
Ling Sheng really wanted to block Song Nanxi's mouth, "Speak properly, don't be sarcastic. I didn't say I wouldn't let you choose."
In that case, he can negotiate the remaining matters with Chen Feng and sign the contract.
Hearing that they were not selected, the others felt a little disappointed.
After all, Song Nanxi is beautiful and seems to have an interesting personality. "Miss Song, are you really not going to consider me anymore?" The man who was going to perform a striptease for Song Nanxi at the beginning said aggrievedly.
Song Nanxi patted his hard muscles and said, "It's okay. When I set up an MCN company, you can come here to be a host. I will support you."
"Okay, thank you sister!" The other party quickly changed the words.
For a moment, the reception room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Qi Yu was able to find a job, and Chen Feng was both happy and worried for him.
Since they were not selected, Chen Feng simply gave the others a holiday and let them go back.
So there were only four of them left in the reception room.
He hesitated for a moment, and then said to Song Nanxi: "Miss Song, Qi Yu is the most outstanding student I have ever taught. His level is definitely the best among the people I brought here today. However, there is one thing..."
"The contract hasn't been signed yet. You have the right to regret."
Qi Yu interrupted Chen Feng and took off his mask.
For a moment, the air seemed to stagnate.
The young man's pair of almond-shaped eyes were as calm as a dead pond. In fact, he had very superior facial features, with jet-black hair hanging down above his eyebrows. Just looking at the upper half of his face, he was perfect and impeccable.
But all perfection came to an abrupt end in the lower half of his face. The scars on the right side of his face were crisscrossed, obviously caused by scratches from a sharp object.
Qi Yu's skin was pale, but the scars were slightly pink, which made the presence of those wounds more prominent.
It's like an irreparable flaw on a piece of exquisite jade.
Noticing their silence, Qi Yu slightly raised the corner of his lips.
“I look scary.”
"Is it possible that the silence... is because I am speechless?" Song Nanxi rolled her eyes at him, "That's it? Man, stop making a fuss about yourself. Look at how you've made yourself feel inferior."
Qi Yu was stunned.
Ling Sheng chuckled softly and said to Chen Feng: "Then I will go and prepare the contract. Qi Yu, do you have any objection?"
Qi Yu blinked, and a hint of doubt appeared in his dead eyes, "I don't meet her requirements."
This guy is really low self-esteem!
Song Nanxi took two steps towards him, snatched the mask and put it on his face herself, her movements were not gentle at all.
"You can eat the head," he paused, "Oh no, it's the lower half of the face that can be eaten, it's pretty good."
He's tall and handsome, so what if he has a little scar on his face?
Seeing that Qi Yu did not resist, Ling Sheng understood.
He sighed, hoping that this boy would not end up becoming Song Nanxi's toy.
At first, Qi Yu was the one he ruled out first. Unexpectedly, the fact that he was not easy to mess with was just a disguise.
"I'll ask He Jian to prepare the contract. Let's go to my office."
Song Nanxi looked at Qi Yu's face for a while, and almost wanted to tear off his mask again. "In fact, it's better for you not to wear a mask. It will be more conducive to the recovery of your wound."
"It's okay, I'm used to it." Qi Yu lowered his eyes and said calmly.
Bro, you are such a pretentious person, Song Nanxi complained in his heart.
But she considers herself a kind person, and not exposing other people's scars is her virtue.
"Okay, but your mask is a little ugly. It's uglier than your face. It affects my style."
Qi Yu: “…Um, sorry.”
It's so ugly to you.
…
The moment the contract was signed, it meant that Qi Yu was Song Nanxi's person.
Chen Feng seemed really happy for Qi Yu and insisted on inviting Ling Sheng and Song Nanxi to dinner.
"No need to have dinner, I have to go home." Song Nanxi's phone was about to explode with hundreds of missed calls. She smiled at Chen Feng with her white teeth showing, "Brother Chen, I have a request, but I don't know if I should say it or not."
Chen Feng thought Song Nanxi was very interesting and said with a hearty laugh: "What do you mean by request or not? Just tell me!"
Song Nanxi boldly spoke up, "Then please give me the contact information of those soldiers today."
Chen Feng was speechless: "Girl... are you really going to steal my girl?"
That’s too much!
Ling Sheng's face was dark: "No!"
He was afraid that Song Nanxi was still thinking about the striptease and would gather a crowd to cause trouble, so he would break her legs!
"You are not allowed to do this or that, Ling Sheng, you have now become the person I hate the most!"
Song Nanxi snorted and pulled Qi Yu away.
As soon as she left the house, she said confidently, "Qi Yu, give me your colleague's WeChat."
Qi Yu: “…”
Not getting a response, Song Nanxi crossed her arms and glanced at him.
"You didn't?"
"……have."
In the end, Song Nanxi achieved his goal.
She specially took a screenshot and sent it to Ling Sheng.
The dream of 900 million boys: [Laughing to death, who can make me happy? ]
Qi Yu looked at the names of the newly approved friends and fell into confusion.
Ling Sheng: [? ]
Ling Sheng: [Song Nanxi? ]
Ling Sheng: [What happened to your name? Change it back]
Ling Sheng: [Give up, Chen Feng has given a death order, they won’t do a striptease for you]
Not only did Song Nanxi not change, she also asked others to change.
For example, Qi Yu is: a poor little self-abased person (seeking caress)
Ling Sheng is: The most annoying person does not deserve a name
Not only that, she also wanted to take a screenshot to annoy Ling Sheng.
Qi Yu, who witnessed everything silently, pursed her lips and tried hard to ignore the strange remark.
…
Just as I finished all this, a phone call came in impatiently.
Song Nanxi accidentally touched the answer button.
"Tsk, bad luck."
Song Hai suspected that he had heard wrongly. Due to his dignity, he could not ask Song Nanxi what she had just said. He said in a serious tone: "Nanxi, you go home now, right now!"
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