President, if you don't like me, please leave

Six months later, Paris.

In front of a villa near the venue of the International Model Contest, there was a sea of ​​people, the crowd was surging, and there were constant noises.

At the door, a group of reporters with cameras and microphones gathered together, each of them stretched their necks and looked around, as if expecting someone to arrive.

Suddenly, a shiny long car drove up slowly, and the waiter at the door immediately stepped forward, separated the reporters, politely saluted a gentleman, opened the door, and said please.

"Thank you." A woman wearing a black plush coat stepped out of the car. She has a pair of indifferent eyes, a beautiful melon-seeded face with light makeup, and sexy red lips that are shiny and charming.

Behind her, a woman in red got out of the car, with the same haughty eyes and beautiful face, giving people a noble feeling.

"It's Yang Qianqian and Lian Xin, Chinese players..." The sharp-eyed reporters recognized them at a glance, and immediately swarmed up and surrounded them.

A few tall women got out of the car behind them, and they were all surrounded in the middle. The reporters kept asking various questions, making it difficult for them to move forward.

"My friends, I'm sorry, the girls are tired from the long journey. If you have any questions, we can talk another day..." Manager Hu, dressed in a black suit, stepped forward with a smile on his face, and drove the reporters away.

Helplessly, those reporters were too rampant, and even Manager Hu was quickly surrounded and kept asking various questions.

"What is your company's goal for this year?"

"Is Miss Yang Qianqian confident of entering the finals?"

"Excuse me……"

Another door of the car opened, and a tall figure immediately appeared behind the reporters. He was dressed in a white suit, with a handsome face and a faint smile.

"It's President Shangguan Weilan..." The reporters immediately recognized him when they saw him, and they all wanted to ask questions excitedly.

"Security..." Shangguan Weilan frowned, looked at the reporters running towards her, and hurriedly called the security.They came to participate in the game the day after tomorrow, not to hold a press conference. Everyone was tired after sitting on the plane for so long. If this continues, people will be tortured to death.

"I'm sorry..." The security guards rushed over when they heard the cry, and three or four people surrounded Shangguan Weilan and the others to fend off the crazy reporters and let them pass smoothly.

However, at this moment, another gorgeous purple car stopped at the door. The eyes of the crazy reporters were suddenly attracted by the car, and they all turned their heads and looked at the car nervously.

The first one to get off was the driver, a very simple and honest middle-aged French legal person.Because the scene was too chaotic, the welcoming waiters had already been pushed aside, and were rushing over to open the door for them, but the driver had already taken the first step and opened the car door.

"Miss, please." The driver said politely.

I saw a slender leg protruding from the car, wearing translucent silk stockings, but it couldn't stop its beauty.The pure white high-heeled shoes are firmly worn on that beautiful foot, which is extremely noble.

Along the legs, looking up, is a short gray skirt with silver trim on the hem, which looks very delicate.

Further up, there is a white coat, which is long, and her body blocks her skirt when she stands up.Very ordinary early spring dress, looks fashionable.

Looking up, people saw her white chin, which was pointed and very beautiful.However, there is only a simple mask on top, blocking most of the face, only a pair of light blue eyes, shining with a faint luster, giving people a stunning beauty.

"Ah...it's Amy...it's Amy..." Seeing her standing outside the car door with a handbag in her hand, the reporters screamed.

"Hello, everyone." She raised her voice to the point where someone was exclaiming, and she glanced over the reporters lightly, nodding her head and saying hello lightly.

"It's really her, Amy..."

"Wow—amy, my idol."

The reporters who had finally calmed down began to exclaim again, and they kept pressing the shutter of the camera to freeze her indifferent appearance on the camera.

"Quiet, I'm sorry, everyone, please let me go..." A middle-aged man in uniform came out with a group of security guards, and drove the reporters to the side. He opened a passage, covered with a big red carpet, as if it was specially designed to welcome the noble woman in front of him.

"It surprised you." An elegant Japanese came out, and then, behind her, a man in a red suit got out of the car, stood quietly beside her, stretched out his arms to embrace her, taller than her Many heads protect her, making her look like a small bird.

"Thank you..." Feeling the caring eyes of the man, Amy smiled and expressed her thanks in fluent Japanese.

The reporters opened their eyes wide and rushed to press the shutter. Even if they were blocked, they still insisted on taking pictures.

Because, the one in front of me is Amy, a Japanese supermodel who has risen suddenly in the past six months. That super popular supermodel who always wears a mask on the runway can be cold, glamorous and aloof, or charming and enchanting.Because she is a new star, news reports about her have emerged in an endless stream in recent years, but no one has successfully photographed her true face.It is said that not only on stage, but she wears a mask at all times. If it weren't for her delicate red lips and perfect chin, many people would regard her as a disfigured ugly monster. ?

No one knows her life experience, or people only know that she is an orphan, her stage name is Amy, she grew up in Japan, half a year ago, she participated in a model competition for an accidental reason, and with her unique charm, she became popular and very popular. Soon to be nominated for a Paris modeling contest.She became a blockbuster in the Paris International Model Contest Japan Open. Like a mushroom after a rain, she rose overnight and became a mysterious supermodel known to everyone in the modeling industry.

"This is Ms. Amy and Mr. Fujiwara, right? The rest room in your country is ready, please come with me..." The middle-aged adaptation headed by someone who looked like a butler hurriedly bowed down to invite them politely.

"That's troublesome." Amy smiled and nodded, holding the hand of the man beside her and moving forward gracefully.

"This is Mr. Fujiwara and Miss Amy? Long time..." Shangguan never left Amy since they got off the car, his eyes were a little excited, a little nervous, and even a little sharp.Looking at her elegant smile, polite and distant look, the corners of her mouth curled up, revealing a smile.Seeing the man behind him grabbing her shoulders as soon as he came out, a trace of anger and loss flashed in his eyes.Because, that man is really Japanese, not the one he thought.

Seeing that they were about to leave, he couldn't help but took a step forward, looked at them with a smile, and greeted them.

"Ah, this is the Shangguan Weilan President of China Weilan Company, right? Long time..." Fujiwara stretched out his hand and shook hands with Shangguan. Both of them had smiles on their faces all the time, and the atmosphere was a little weird.

"Hello." Amy just bent down slightly, said hello in a low voice, and then stood quietly aside.

"Hello, I'm Yang Qianqian..." Yang Qianqian smiled and stretched out her hand, greeting Amy with scrutiny in her eyes.

"I'm Lian Xin..." Lian Xin stretched out her hand unwillingly.

"Hello, you two are very outstanding models in China. They have been famous for a long time." Amy stretched out her hand and shook them lightly before taking it back.

"I'm sorry, Amy is a little tired. We have to excuse you first. I'm sorry." Fujiwara looked at Amy who was still smiling, and carefully noticed her displeasure. Should go upstairs.

Shangguan looked at their backs, narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

It's really similar, but it feels completely different. Is he wrong? Is amy just an up-and-coming Japanese female model?

"Isn't the CEO tired? Go up and rest." Yang Qianqian looked at Shangguan who was bowing her head in thought, her voice a little lost.She knew that he must have thought of Huang Xiaoxi again.Since she left, Shangguan seems to be a different person. He used to seldom stay in the company, he often stays in the company, working hard, and at the same time inquiring about her news, especially when this Amy appeared on the screen The light in his eyes was so amazing.She guessed it, he must have regarded Amy as Huang Xiaoxi, right?After all, they are all the same, they all rose overnight...

"En." Shangguan nodded and followed Yang Qianqian, but he already had an idea in his heart.

No matter what, he has to confirm that he will not give up when he finally has some news about her.

Huang Xiaoxi, no matter where you are, I will find you.I hope, I can recognize you and find you earlier than him...

The rooms of the Japanese contestants are in the corner of the third floor. There are 5 Japanese models including Amy. For some reason, Amy is the latest one, and the others have already checked in.

Back in the room, watching the waiter put her things away, she said to Fujiwara wearily, "Fujiwara-kun, I'm a little tired, you should go and rest too."

"Remember to tell me anything, don't be brave." Fujiwara patted her head and showed her a concerned smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Amy pushed Fujiwara out of the room, and the moment the door closed, fatigue crept up her cheeks. She turned around and threw herself on the bed, lying on the bed in large characters, motionless.

Tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

Obviously, she has thought about the scene of meeting many times, but she is still a little at a loss, still a little messy, alas...she really is suitable for pretending to be mysterious.

After lying on the bed for a long time, she got up, stood in front of the mirror, reached out and took off the mask on her face, revealing a fair face.I don't know if it's because of the long journey, her face is a little pale, and there is something called exhaustion flowing between her brows.

"Alas..." She sighed, looked at her beautiful face, and said in a mocking tone, "Huang Xiaoxi, after half a year, you have completely changed into someone else... I don't know if he recognized you..."

Yes, this supermodel who rose overnight is none other than Huang Xiaoxi who left China and Azure Company half a year ago.

It's just that she is not her after wearing the mask. In this world, probably not many people know about Huang Xiaoxi, because she has turned into Amy, the most mysterious female model on the catwalk.

And Huang Xiaoxi died half a year ago...