When a husband who has been married for three years loses his memory

Chapter 26 Terrible, it seems to be true

The opening ceremony of the film festival started promptly at 06:30.

At that time, a hundred flowers will bloom and compete for beauty.

Sister Zhou called a well-known hairstylist in the industry to do Duan Yingtang's hairstyle, and Xiao Ding was in charge of makeup.

Xiao Ding had studied makeup for two years before becoming an assistant, and accidentally put on makeup for Duan Yingtang once. When Duan Yingtang went out to work, it was Xiaoding who helped her make up.

While Duan Yingtang was doing her hair, Sister Zhou opened her small suitcase - several sets of clothes, a whole set of skin care products, and...

Sister Zhou took out the pillow stuffed at the bottom, and the suitcase was empty.

After a few seconds of silence, Sister Zhou looked at Duan Yingtang expressionlessly: "Where is the dress you brought?"

Duan Yingtang didn't realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and there was still a trace of puzzlement in his tone: "Why do you have to bring the dress from home?"

Sister Zhou: "..."

Taking a deep breath, Sister Zhou suppressed her irritable temper and said, "You said that you don't need the company to borrow the dress for you. Besides bringing it from home, where else can you get a high-end dress?"

Duan Yingtang cast a slanted glance at Miss Zhou's unattractive face, and said slowly, "Someone will deliver it later."

Sister Zhou laughed angrily at her unhurried look: "Okay, I'll wait and see who will bring you the dress."

Luxury brands such as CHAIN ​​and PRDAD are difficult to borrow high-end, unless you are the spokesperson of the brand in the Asia-Pacific region, but even so, you must book in advance.

The company definitely cannot borrow high-end brands like CHAIN, but some mid-end brands of custom-made dresses can still be borrowed.

Of course, if it is really impossible to borrow, the organizer will also provide big-name fakes for the red carpet.

Sister Zhou's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Duan Yingtang was referring to the organizer when he said someone would send a dress?

Sister Zhou felt ashamed all of a sudden.

Forget it, wearing fakes is better than wearing a hoodie and black trousers to walk the red carpet.

Half an hour later, Duan Yingtang's hairstyle for walking the red carpet was ready. Her slightly curly hair was paired with French bangs, showing a hint of coquettishness in her laziness.

Xiaoding held the makeup brush and didn't know where to start.

Duan Yingtang's skin has always been very good, white and tender, her eyebrows are neither thick nor light, like a green mountain, her nose bridge is high and delicate, her lips are very beautiful, and her color is delicate, like a peach blossom in March. The most amazing thing is her pair of peach blossom eyes, watery The light is shining, and there is a bit of alienation when you don't smile, but when you smile, it seems that there are hooks hidden in the eyes, which is fascinating.

Every time Xiaoding puts makeup on Duan Yingtang, he feels a lot of pressure.

The makeup she put on Duan Yingtang must be the icing on the cake. If the makeup covered up Duan Yingtang's original beauty, she would feel so guilty!
When Xiao Ding put all his energy into putting on makeup for Duan Yingtang, there was a knock on the door suddenly.

Sister Zhou got up and went to open the door. There were three people standing outside the door, two men and one woman.

The leading man in a suit and leather shoes greeted Sister Zhou with a friendly smile: "Hello, is Mrs. Lu in there?"

Sister Zhou was taken aback for a moment: "Madam Lu?"

What Madam Lu?

Do they have this number here?
The man said: "We are here to deliver a dress to Mrs. Lu. Here is my business card."

Hearing this, Sister Zhou suddenly realized: "So it's someone from the organizer."

She took the business card and didn't look at it carefully. She saw the word "person in charge" and couldn't help but think to herself: The organizer is quite sincere, and even asked the person in charge to deliver the dress in person.

The two people behind the man in the suit are holding a box in their hands, which must be the dress.

Sister Zhou put away the business card and invited the three of them into the house.

The man in the suit walked towards Duan Yingtang, polite and respectful: "Mrs. Lu, the dress you asked for has been delivered."

Duan Yingtang nodded slightly: "It's troublesome."

"You are welcome. The jewelry and perfume that Mr. Lu ordered for you a month ago have also been delivered this time. Do you need to inspect the goods first? If you are not satisfied, I will immediately send someone to follow your instructions. Meant to remake."

After finishing speaking, the man holding the box stepped forward, squatted down, and opened the box. Necklaces, earrings, bracelets and other jewelry came into everyone's eyes. There was also a bottle of exquisitely packaged perfume in the corner of the box.

Duan Yingtang didn't look at the expensive jewelry, but reached for the bottle of perfume.

She sniffed lightly: "It seems to be a man's fragrance."

Lu Yunzhan didn't use perfume before. In his opinion, it seems that a man who uses perfume will be labeled as a pussy.

But a year ago, the other party started to use perfume inexplicably.

They are all very light Lengxiang, cold and indifferent, calm and personable.

The same is true for the perfume sent by the person in charge.

Duan Yingtang vaguely remembered that Lu Yunzhan seemed to have used a bottle with a similar taste before.

Moreover, Boss Lu is rich, so the perfumes he uses are basically custom-made, the kind that cannot be bought in the market at all.

"Mr. Lu said he liked the perfume he ordered last time, so he asked us to make a new bottle." The man in the suit revealed with a friendly smile, "Mr. Lu said that the name of this perfume is "Death."

Duan Yingtang: "..."

What kind of messed up name is this?

Duan Yingtang sprayed some perfume on the inside of the elbow and behind the ears, then put it back into the box, and then picked out a necklace and a pair of earrings at random.

She said, "Send the rest to Yuncheng."

"Okay, Mrs. Lu."

The man in the suit signaled the woman behind him to put down the box containing the dress, and then slightly bent towards Duan Yingtang: "Then I won't bother you."

After the three left, Sister Zhou looked at Duan Yingtang and muttered, "Madam Lu?"

Looking at the very conspicuous logo on the box again, Manager Zhou, who has gone through many storms and waves, is also a little unsteady at this time.

"Are all the current organizers so generous? The high-end fakes they produced are still from CHAIN?"

"What fake?" Duan Yingtang glanced at Sister Zhou inexplicably, then moved her gaze down and landed on the box, and instantly understood.

She slightly bent her peach blossom eyes, and her tone was very loose: "I'm sorry, I never wear fake clothes."

"It's not fake, can it be true?" Sister Zhou sat down on the sofa on her left side, "But the person in charge of the organizer just now is a little strange."

Even if they provide dresses, they even provide fake jewelry. The smell of the perfume is quite pleasant, and it should not be the kind of inferior perfume that can be bought for tens of dollars.

What he said was also a little weird, it's fine if you don't call Duan Yingtang Miss Duan, but you still call her Mrs. Lu - a title that only appears in the upper class.

Sister Zhou felt as if she had watched a fantasy short play.

Could this be a temporary script created by the organizer?
The most important thing is that Duan Yingtang actually acted decently, as if the other party was not someone sent by the organizer, but the person in charge of CHAIN.

"What organizer?" Now it was Duan Yingtang's turn to be confused.

"The man in the suit just now gave me a business card, as if he is the person in charge of the organizer of this film festival."

Duan Yingtang: "..."

Her expression suddenly became indescribable: "Sister Zhou, do you want to take a closer look at that business card?"

"It's just a business card, can I still read it wrong?" Sister Zhou took out the business card from her pocket as she spoke, "Although I am eight years older than you, I am not so old and dim."

After the words fell, he looked down at the business card.

The first thing I saw was the Chinese name, then a line of complex English names, and finally the identity written in artistic characters: the person in charge of the Asia-Pacific region of CHAIN.

Sister Zhou: "..."

Sister Zhou was stunned, like a dream: "This business card is quite realistic."

Duan Yingtang silently counted three seconds in her heart.

3, 2, 1...

Sister Zhou: "Wait! This seems to be true!"

　#small theater#
　　Sister Zhou: I thought you married a pauper (referring to Xiao Lu) who devoted himself to raising a wife, but you ended up marrying into a wealthy family?

　　Duan Bao (blinking innocently): You are right, my husband is indeed a "poor guy" (currently he has 326 property)
　　[Note: The plot and settings in this article are all fictitious, please do not take it seriously (because the author is also very poor, and I have never seen a number larger than ten thousand in this life)]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)