Diamond Wedding: Exclusive possession of mystery wife

At the elevator entrance on the fifth floor, Quan Yifei walked around, looking at the time on his watch from time to time.

The elevator door rang with a "Ding". Jane Qing came out from the inside and couldn't help laughing when she saw Quan Yifei waiting outside.

"Yi Fei, why are you here?"

Quan Yifei had no choice but to look at her. "I'm not waiting for you yet. How about your stomach?"

As soon as the bottom of Jane's heart warmed, she gently shook her head, "it's all right."

"It's all right. Let's go and the studio is ready." Quan Yifei walks beside Jane Qing, suddenly remembers something and looks at her brightly.

"Jianqing, you and my third brother... You two?"

With Fei's joking eyes, Jane Qingmei picked up her eyebrows and her voice was calm. "It's nothing. I just had breakfast. It should be regarded as the boss's compassion for the welfare of employees."

Quan Yifei, "..." how did she enjoy such benefits?

"Jane Qing, what did you have for breakfast?" Quan Yifei asked curiously.

Jian Qing thought for a moment, and her red lips opened. "There is seafood shrimp porridge in qianshizhai and a mousse cake."

"Ha?" Quan Yifei was surprised and then looked at her with a look of "I knew it".

Needless to say, the seafood shrimp porridge in qianshizhai knows that it must be Ji Lao's signature dish. Her third brother is really eccentric and simple.

Look at the different treatment. The people in the studio are all coffee and dessert. It's their turn to Jianqing. It's qianshizhaiji's signature dish every minute. If Chu Ruohan knows, he'll have to cry down the Great Wall. Quan Yifei thinks gloat.

For Quan Yifei's gossip look, Jian Qing calmly ignores it, which makes Quan Yifei more curious about what happened between Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu in the office.

As soon as Jian Qing and Quan Yifei entered the studio, they all stopped what they were doing and looked at them together. Not far away, Yang Xiang's eyes were trying to kill Jian Qing. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, they would have rushed up.

"Manager Quan, I heard that you have hired a new photographer. It's getting late now. Can you start?" Kahn came over and looked at Jian Qing with deep brown eyes. He could fly with his authentic Chinese.

Kahn, an internationally famous genius in jewelry design, generally has some strange hobbies. The photos of jewelry taken this time have not satisfied him. No matter how many photographers Quan Yifei found, the photos taken were rejected by him. There is only one reason, that is, those photos can not capture the soul of the jewelry he designed.

Quan Yifei nodded, "Kahn, let me introduce you. This is our new photographer. This time, I guarantee that the photos taken will satisfy you."

Jianqing looked at Strauss Kahn and raised her lips, "hello."

Strauss Kahn smiled brightly, "hello."

"What, she's a photographer. How could it be?" Yang Xiang was walking towards Jian Qing. Hearing Quan Yifei's words, Yang Xiang rushed over first, and the Hentian high on his feet made people jump with fear.

Now, not to mention that Yang Xiang was frightened alone, others in the studio were also frightened, and looked at Jian Qing with an unbelievable face.

The beautiful woman who doesn't look like a real person is a photographer?

Chu Ruohan's eyes sank, and his hand hanging on his side gradually tightened. Jian Qing is the photographer of this shooting. How is this possible?

Quan Yifei had already expected this situation and took it easy. "Jianqing is the photographer invited by the company to shoot this jewelry album. Do you have any comments?"

When it comes to the last sentence, Quan Yifei specially looks at an Yu's three people.

Yang Xiang seemed to be stimulated by the news. He stared at Jian Qing with both eyes, and his face was a little stunned and angry.

Jane looked pale. Strauss Kahn put his hands in his pockets and looked like watching a good play.

"Yi Fei, is this true?" Chu Ruohan came over and took a look at Jian Qing. A gentle voice sounded. "Miss Jian is the photographer for this shooting?"

Although Quan Yifei doesn't like Chu Ruohan, it's not good to make the relationship too rigid, looking at the friendship between the two families. There is an official smile on her face, "HMM."

Again and again, Chu Ruohan raised his eyes to Jian Qing and touched the beautiful side face, with dark eyes.

"Yifei, can't JK international find a photographer? Why does Jianqing shoot for us?" Yang Xiang thought Jianqing was a busboy in the studio. Unexpectedly, she was a photographer. She glanced at Jianqing with contempt and mocked.

Hearing the speech, everyone looked a little strange. Subconsciously, they went to see Jian Qing's reaction. Seeing that she was still calm, they couldn't help wondering whether she really didn't care about Yang Xiang's words or pretended to be calm.

"Yang Xiang, Jian Qing was hired by our president personally. Do you mean to question our president's vision and ability? If you don't want to shoot, you can leave. I believe there are many models who want to shoot JK international." Quan Yifei's face was cold, and there were more fierce between her eyebrows and eyes.

A few words, instantly boiling in the studio.

Hired by the president himself?

Did they hear right?

How many photographers in the past, how many senior executives in the company, and which one can have so much face to be hired by the president in person, what is the origin of Jianqing?

No one saw the corner, Chu Ruohan's face turned pale, his fingers pinched the corners of his clothes and twisted out layers of wrinkles.

It's impossible for him to hire Jian Qing himself. How can he hire a photographer in person with his temperament.

It must be because Fei wants to maintain simplicity that she deliberately said so. It must be so.

"What... What?" Yang Xiang took a step backward, and his voice was broken.

As a party concerned, Jane Qing didn't care about the surprise of everyone at this time. She raised her eyes to Strauss Kahn's eyes and pulled a ripple from the corners of her lips.

Quan Yifei looked at the horror shown by the people with satisfaction, closed his hands and clapped his hands, "well, don't be stunned, start work quickly and don't waste time."

Wen Yan, in addition to Chu Ruohan, others quickly re engaged in the work at hand. The most important thing to work at JK international is to gossip less and work seriously, otherwise every minute is the rhythm of firing.

Companies with good treatment and welfare like JK international are still hard to find. They should work hard. After all, making money first and gossip second.

"Yang Xiang, you'd better hurry to mend your makeup so as not to delay the shooting." Quan Yifei looked at Yang Xiang standing in place and reminded him in a low voice.

Yang Xiang also wants to say something. An Yu next to her pulls her arm and takes her away with Yang Lin. Chu Ruohan takes a deep look at Jian Qing, and then leaves to make up in the dressing room.

There are still a lot of things to do at the scene. Quan Yifei is busy. After saying hello to Jane Qing, he discusses with the staff next to him what to pay attention to later shooting.

Jianqing raises her feet and goes directly to the place where the photographic equipment is placed. As soon as she sits down, Strauss Kahn follows and sits down opposite Jianqing.

"Jane, it hurts me a little to pretend to be a stranger when we meet?" Kahn looked at Jane Qing with dark brown eyes and a cynical smile on his mouth.