Is Master Lu jealous today?

Lu Jiyuan's working schedule was very tight, followed by a cross-border meeting with Europe.

All the participants, without exception, were severely beaten by Lu Jiyuan again.

He has never talked much, and he doesn't necessarily use words to hate people.

Just looking over with indifferent and alienated eyes will make people doubt themselves: Am I worthy of appearing here?My IQ and ability seem to pack up and leave?

Ren Xingyu came to GT Group to find Lu Jiyuan.

"Brother Yuan, have you been in a bad mood recently? All your executives have sued me for coming here, saying that their boss is inhuman."

Of course not a real complaint.

That is to say, some executives knew that Ren Xingyu and Lu Jiyuan had a good relationship, and hoped that Ren Xingyu could come to find out the news and find out if one of them offended Mr. Lu, which made Mr. Lu so angry.

Lu Jiyuan raised his eyelids indifferently, "Are you free?"

"Normally idle." Ren Xingyu uninvited and sat down on the chair opposite Lu Jiyuan, "After all, if you can't sneak away with integrity, you will lose the fun of being a boss."

He paused, and added, "Forget that you don't understand this kind of fun."

Lu Jiyuan had no patience, "If you have nothing to do, get out."

It means, just say something.

"Are you having a conflict with your sister-in-law? Hermès has released two new rare leather bags. Women like these things, so it's easy to coax them!" Ren Xingyu said.

Lu Jiyuan looked up at him.

Hermes?

I'm afraid it's not as effective as the milk tea that costs more than ten yuan a cup on the street.

Ren Xingyu was a little flustered by the silent and oppressive eyes, and he betrayed his informant mercilessly: "Yi Jiu said that you and sister-in-law were at odds! No, sister-in-law seems to have a good temper, brother, what are you doing?" Make people unhappy? You tell me, let me help you find a way?"

What do you mean he made people unhappy?

Lu Jiyuan lifted his chin towards the door, indicating that Ren Xingyu could get out.

Ren Xingyu curled his lips, made an "ok" gesture, and got out of here.

Sure enough, emotional problems are the most difficult to deal with. If I had known earlier, he would not be such a gossip.

The office fell silent.

Lu Jiyuan opened the drawer on the right, and there were two invitation letters for the auction.

He called Yi Jiu.

"Tell Sheng Wantang to accompany me to an auction tonight."

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The door of the hospital.

"Auction?" Sheng Wantang looked at the dress Yi Jiu sent, but didn't pick it up, "I don't have time."

It means to refuse.

Yi Jiu still maintained the posture of delivering the large flat box of the dress with both hands.

"Ma'am, Mrs. Sheng's condition has stabilized. The fourth master has also notified the Sheng family to come and take care of her. You can leave with peace of mind. In addition, whether it is your status as a stylist cooperating with GT or Mrs. Lu's status, the fourth master can invite you You attend."

This statement has two meanings.

First, Sheng Kun and his wife will come soon, if you don't leave, you will face those people, how disgusting; second, if you don't cooperate, they will threaten you to go as a cooperating stylist.

Sheng Wantang almost laughed angrily, "Lu Jiyuan raised you well."

Yi Jiu felt his scalp tingling, and there was always a premonition that he would be held hostage and retaliated against.

He could only pretend that he didn't understand Sheng Wantang's insinuation, nodded and said, "Madam's reputation is too high."

Not far away came a Bentley with a familiar license plate.

It was Sheng Kun's car.

Sheng Wantang frowned, she didn't expect the Sheng family to come so fast!

She really doesn't want to see this family, and grandma... I'm afraid she wants to see her own son even more now, right?

"I don't like the designer of this dress." Sheng Wantang opened the dress box, glanced at it, and put it back. She obviously didn't even raise her chin, but she gave off a proud and arrogant feeling.

If you don't like the designer, you naturally don't like this dress.

This year's new high-definition designed by the chief designer of L family is a limited edition that is hard to find, and this person just said "I don't like it".

Yi Jiu immediately understood what she meant, and said kindly, "Winter's boss has a good relationship with Fourth Master, my wife can choose now."

Winter is one of the best styling studios in the imperial capital, and it only receives top ladies and a few actresses and queens on weekdays.

……

The winter styling studio is located in a small western-style building in the city center, with a "close" sign hanging at the door.

close, suspend business.

Yi Jiu led Sheng Wantang directly into the door and walked upstairs, and was greeted by a handsome mixed-race young man in his early twenties, with dyed grandma's gray hair and avant-garde and trendy clothes.

"This is Xi Ruier." Yi Jiu said Grandma Hui's name without further introduction.

Because Sheng Wantang is an image designer, she is naturally very aware of Cyril's identity - a leading designer among the younger generation, who won various awards at the age of 25, and is regarded by the fashion industry as the future of the personal styling industry .

Xi Ruier was very familiar, and gave a gentleman's salute to Sheng Wantang, "Miss, you can choose any dress here. What style do you like? I am willing to serve the beauty!"

"No, thank you." Sheng Wantang raised her hand and refused, "I can do it myself."

Sheng Wantang doesn't like how others dress her up. She is a stylist herself, so she can make a satisfactory and comfortable look by herself.

In less than an hour, Sheng Wantang arranged a comfortable and decent look for herself.

When Lu Jiyuan arrived at the styling room, the woman stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the busy traffic on the road outside. She was wearing a dreamy purple gradient long dress, her hair was made into simple curls, most of which were loosely tied on the left side, and Elegant and convenient.

That extremely delicate little face was only lightly applied with makeup, and there was no overly delicate makeup, but it was just right to make her look beautiful and cold, giving people a feeling that she could only be seen from a distance.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a bustling bustle of people and people, a gathering place of impetuousness and worldliness. In the midst of extravagance and sinking, only that woman stands quietly, slim and isolated from the world.

Lu Jiyuan remembered that he had heard the evaluation of Sheng Wantang from the second generation in the circle:

She is independent.

It is also a human delusion.

"Miss, you are simply the muse God gave us! Not only are you beautiful, but you also have first-class aesthetics and taste, simplifying the complexity, and showing the four words of low-key luxury to the fullest!" Cyril's eyes glowed Looking at Sheng Wantang, she seemed to see some treasure, "Miss, can I get your mobile phone number? Wechat is also available? It will be my great honor!"

Lu Jiyuan frowned displeased.

"Master." Yi Jiu was the first to see Lu Jiyuan.

Sheng Wantang turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw Lu Jiyuan sitting in a wheelchair wearing an iron gray high-tailored suit, with a stern face, and looked her up and down, showing no emotion.