Spread joy in the arms of the cold male god

Chapter 83 Interview
Song Xiaolin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly blushed, so red that the tips of her ears became hot. His tone was obviously very serious, but she somehow thought of the word "promise by body".

Later, she thought desperately, if she promises with her body, she should promise her with her body.

She can't wait! ! !

She couldn't wish for it! ! !
Of course, thinking about it, she wouldn't dare to say it even if she gave her a hundred courage.

After a long time, Lu Jingyan finally couldn't hold back a chuckle, and then a small and soft smile appeared in his eyes, "Okay, just kidding, the kid can go if he wants, and leave the fake identity to me. "

"Okay." The warmth in this winter came wantonly to her heart.

***
Saturday.

After the first snow, there will be a few sporadic snowfalls almost every day.

As a result, there is always a thin layer of snow on the ground, very shallow, like a blanket, and the vehicles coming and going have left deep footprints in the city.

Song Xiaolin got out of the car and trotted into the door of the company. Even though the distance was not far away, there was still a little snow on her hair. She scanned the documents nonchalantly and showed the documents to the security guard in front of the door.

The security guard waved his hand and let her in.

"Hello, where are you interviewing models?" She went to the front desk and asked the service lady.

"Room 318 on the second floor."

"Thank you."

I took the elevator up to the second floor, and as soon as I stepped out, I saw a group of tall and beautiful women standing outside the door of Room 318.

Unexpectedly, so many people came to interview! ! !
Song Xiaolin was startled, clutching the documents tightly in his hands, inexplicably panicked.

This group of women are all heavily made up and well-dressed, and she looks out of place among them.

At this time, several women looked at her, covered their mouths with winking eyes and laughed: "Look, even the little girls are here, but the clothes are too rustic."

"What do you know? She is young, look at how tender her face is, this is her capital."

"..."

She was ashamed, and suddenly regretted that she had come to apply for such a crappy model.

In the cold air, there was a vague smell of smoke.

Is anyone smoking?

Song Xiaolin followed the smell and saw a girl leaning against the window smoking a cigarette at the end of the crowd, her delicate face was blurred by the mist.

She is not very old, she looks about the same age as her.

It was rare to meet someone of the same age here, and she couldn't help feeling kind.

"Hi, are you here for the interview too?" She walked over and greeted her proactively.

But never thought, the girl looked down at her coldly, ignored her, and continued to smoke.

Song Xiaolin, who was rejected by the door, still refused to let go: "How old are you?"

Finally, the girl put out the cigarette, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, and asked calmly, "Are you here for the interview?"

She nodded: "Yes."

The girl sneered: "Wear this for an interview?"

She looked down at her coat and trousers, and thought there was nothing wrong with it, otherwise would it be too cold to wear a skirt in winter?

Besides, she didn't really come to apply for a model job.

The girl shook her head, seeing that she seemed hopeless: "You'd better go back quickly, don't be ashamed."

As soon as the words fell, the voice of a woman whispering next to her happened to reach her ears——

"How? Does this dress show my figure?"

"The ass is very sticky."

"Young Master Lu will like it, right?"

"..."

For a moment, Song Xiaolin's eyes widened, as if he had heard some shocking secret.

Seeing her frightened look, the girl felt a little disgusted, "Hey, don't you still know what this so-called model means?"

"Huh?" It seemed that she really didn't know.

The girl hooked her finger at her, and she leaned over suspiciously, only to hear the girl whisper in her ear: "To put it bluntly, this model means girlfriend, but girlfriend is still nice, you know what a one-night stand is." Bar?"

Suddenly, she tightly covered her mouth, for fear that she would let out a little scream.

After a long time, she slowly regained her senses, a little unbelievable: "How old are you?"

The girl gave her a sideways glance, "19 years old."

19 years old, only one year older than her.

"But, you..."

The girl shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly: "So what? If I am lucky, I will be able to get rid of this poor life. Which woman who is favored by Young Master Lu is not all living a prosperous life?"

So, under the guise of recruiting models, it is actually a bad deal?

Well, these women...

Song Xiaolin only felt that his three views were suddenly shattered to the ground.

She was angry and distressed.

Why is this Lu Xiwen able to sing and sing every night and live so freely and recklessly?
How unfair this is to Duan Yicheng's family!

But what's even more ridiculous is that there are still a group of women willing to jump on him one after another, jumping on such a scumbag, it is really infuriating.

Soon, only the sound of boiling downstairs was heard.

Then, someone shouted "Young Master Lu is here", and the women also cheered.

That was the first time Song Xiaolin met Lu Xiwen.

He is tall, his complexion is not dark, but he is not white either, and he looks good. His peach eyes give him the illusion of affection, but his rough eyebrows add a trace of primitive wildness to him, which is difficult to tame. With a wicked smile.

He pointed with a long finger, "This, this, and this..." Suddenly, he paused with his fingertips, pointed at Song Xiaolin unbiasedly, and frowned slightly, "How did such a humble person get in here?" ?”

Everyone's eyes fell on her, and there were many discussions.

The staff on the side immediately said respectfully: "I'm sorry, Young Master Lu, we were negligent, and we will drive her away immediately..."

LOL!It's dirty to wear pants, if you have the guts, don't wear pants.

Song Xiaolin was already angry, but this time, she became even more angry. At that time, she didn't think too much about it, she just picked up the water glass on the table and splashed it directly in his face, and finally raised her eyebrows provocatively. He seemed to be looking at a piece of garbage.

In an instant, everyone around was stunned, this is really a daring girl!

The staff were frightened to death, and hurried forward to restrain her, as if she was going to kill their master.

But to everyone's surprise, Lu Xiwen was not as angry as he imagined. Instead, he looked calm. He casually brushed up his wet hair, hooked his fingertips, and said, "Bring me in."

So, Song Xiaolin was escorted into the office amidst gloating eyes.

The door is closed.

He sat on the office chair, with his long legs crossed on the table, with a cold expression, "Bring her information here."

"Yes."

A few seconds later, her information was already in his hands. After a few glances, he narrowed his eyes and looked at her, "Song Zhengzheng?"

She didn't bother to answer.

He asked again, "Are you here for an interview?"

This time, Song Xiaolin smiled, almost ironically, "Lu Xiwen, it seems that you have had a good life these past few years, what a pity."

He got up suddenly, walked towards her, and suddenly felt that this pure face seemed to have been seen somewhere before, "We know each other?"

"do not know."

do not know……

(End of this chapter)