So red that everything is black

Chapter 62 Big Red ([-])

Wen Xinlan summoned up her courage and asked softly: "Why does signing tomorrow count as next year's performance?"

"Teacher Guifu, don't you understand? Because this year's data statistics end at 20 o'clock tonight, the Forbes list of writers will be announced tomorrow night, and the annual performance of major online writing companies will also be announced."

"Oh, I see."

While Yu Haizhou ordered his secretary to print out the contract, he smiled at the two of them: "We signed the contract today. Maybe we can help Teacher Guifu move up a few spots on the list."

Wen Xinlan was a little surprised, "You mean, can I enter this year's rankings?"

"Teacher Guifu may not have an idea of ​​how popular he is. He will know tomorrow."

After a while, the secretary sent over the hot contract that had just been printed.

With the sky-high price of 2000 million, and the two bosses being so complimentary, Wen Xinlan didn't dare waste time to check the contract carefully, so she gritted her teeth and signed her name.

Yu Haizhou shook hands with Wen Xinlan and Wei Qingkuan respectively, and ordered his secretary to send them downstairs.

*
The cold wind blew, and Wen Xinlan felt restless as she walked back to Meng Lei.

Wei Qingkuan didn't know who he received the call from, he replied solemnly, "I understand," and looked unhappy.

Wen Xinlan asked: "Mr. Wei, what happened?"

"Teacher Guifu, I have something urgent. I wonder if I can ask you for help?"

After all, we just signed two big orders today, and Wen Xinlan was thinking about how to repay her, so she readily agreed, "What's the matter? Please tell me, and I will definitely help you if I can."

"Menglei's annual meeting will be held tomorrow. Can you accompany me to attend?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Xinlan hesitated.

As a rule, when major companies hold annual meetings, the boss brings his first wife or real girlfriend to attend.

She had no personal connection with him, and she was also a long-term writer for a rival company. Her status was inappropriate for both public and private matters.

Seeing that he was silent, Wei Qingkuan explained a little, "Originally I planned for Elsa to accompany me, but there was a family gathering at Elsa's husband's house and I couldn't go. I don't have many female friends. Can you come to the rescue and replace Elsa?"

"Elsa's husband's family? Elsa is already married?"

"Elsa is not only married, but also has children."

"I can't see it!"

Wen Xinlan considered the implication of Wei Qingkuan's words. It was simply that Elsa could attend even if she got married, let alone that she was still single.

Wei Qingkuan added: "Teacher Guifu, don't worry too much. She is just a ceremonial companion. You only need to sit there with me tomorrow."

"Do you need an opening dance or something? Mr. Wei, I don't know how to dance. It's too late to learn now."

"Haha, no need." Wei Qingkuan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and a smile spread all over his face, "Where did Teacher Guifu think of it? Meng Lei is not an insurance company. There is no need for the boss to dance, and there are no such bells and whistles."

"But I remember that the boss of Wanfeng once broke danced at the annual meeting! The boss of Qiandu also sang a love song with his wife."

Wei Qingkuan also recalled those funny scenes and laughed, "It's not the boss who decides what show to perform. Meng Lei doesn't have that."

Having said that, Wen Xinlan couldn't shirk anymore, so she had to agree.

"Mr. Wei, are there any dress code requirements? What do I need to prepare?"

"Don't worry about this. I know a styling studio that can provide a one-stop solution for the complete set of costumes. But I'm not sure about Mr. Guifu's size. Could you please go to the studio tomorrow morning to try on a few pieces and see if you have any? None are suitable."

"Okay, I'll just follow Mr. Wei's arrangements."

*
On the morning of December 12th, Wen Xinlan came to the studio as scheduled with an anxious mood.

I saw many green fake plants surrounding the small white building, which was full of Instagram style.Wen Xinlan found out from the Internet that many big stars have been styled here, and the results are said to be pretty good.

Before I could knock on the door, a fashionable man wearing a hat had already come out to greet me enthusiastically, "Teacher Guifu, you are here! Come in quickly!"

"Hello, Mr. Wei asked me to choose clothes."

"Yes! Mr. Wei has already told us. Teacher Guifu, you can call me Tony. Have you had breakfast? There are cakes, fruits and drinks here."

"I have eaten, thank you!"

"Then let's choose clothes first in the morning? Then try on makeup in the afternoon?"

"Okay."

Tony greeted: "Xena, Greer, come over and help Teacher Guifu try on clothes."

The two ladies stretched out their arms: "Teacher Guifu, please come this way."

Wen Xinlan followed the two of them to the fitting room and saw a row of long dresses of different colors in front of the large floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Available in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, in all sizes, fat and thin.

Xena: "Teacher Guifu, we don't know your size and preferences, so we have borrowed some sizes and colors from various brands for you to choose from."

"Thank you, that's really great!"

Wen Xinlan first eliminated the ones that were particularly thin and those that were extremely fat, and entered the fitting room carrying the four dresses that were closest to her figure.

Unfortunately, the bust of the first blue piece is too big to hold up, the bust of the second pink piece is too small to fit in, and the waist of the third purple piece is too thin to fit. There is only one piece that fits: a simple white pair. dress.

Wen Xinlan reluctantly wore this white skirt and said while opening the curtain: "I tried on several pieces, and this is the only one that fits."

As soon as the person walked out, Xena and Greer clapped and applauded: "WOW! It's so beautiful! Teacher Guifu, this dress suits you so well!"

Wen Xinlan stood in front of the fitting mirror, "It fits, but the color seems inappropriate..."

Greer: "Why doesn't it fit? This dress is like it was tailor-made for you."

Wen Xinlan: "But this is white, like a wedding dress!"

Tony also walked in and screamed loudly: "It's so beautiful! Teacher Guifu, you are really stunning in this!"

Wen Xinlan swayed from side to side, "But to me, it still looks like a wedding dress?"

Tony advised: "It doesn't look like a wedding dress? Wedding dresses are bulky and fluffy, with complex and heavy workmanship. Some are inlaid with diamonds, some are lace, and some are so sparkly that they are blinding. Look, this dress has neither lace nor rhinestones." , embroidery, and the style is low-key, simple and elegant, with no superfluous design at all, making it very suitable for attending high-end evening parties.”

Greer also echoed: "Yes! The most important thing about clothes is the fit. This set seems to be tailor-made for you. I really recommend you buy it!"

"Thank you for the compliment. But I'll only wear it once tonight. It's a waste to buy it."

Tony: "Teacher Guifu, do you want to choose another dress? If this one is okay, let's take a break at noon and start trying on makeup in the afternoon?"

Wen Xinlan had no other choice, "Okay, let's do this."

She changed out of her dress and was taken to the lounge by Greer to rest for a while and have a light meal at noon.

In the afternoon, the makeup artist was already waiting next door in advance, "Teacher Guifu! Please sit down here. Do you have any requirements for makeup?"

Wen Xinlan turned her head and begged: "I only have one request, don't put on too much makeup! Don't put on heavy makeup as if you are going to get married! Try to be as plain as possible!"

"no problem!"

(End of this chapter)