Her Sniper

In the Japanese material store, the clerk handed the bill to sun Sijing: "madam, please buy one."

Sun Sijing took it and threw it aside: "how much is it altogether?"

"It's 228000."

Sun Sijing suddenly looked up, "I just ate a few shrimps. Is it so expensive? What are you doing here

The shop assistant quickly explained, "how can it be? Our shop has been open for seven or eight years, and the price has never gone up. In addition to your table, there are also the bills for the table of the two ladies just now! If they order more, they will be more expensive. "

Sun Sijing was so angry that he patted the table: "when they eat, you ask them for money. Why should I pay?"

The shop assistant was stunned: "but isn't that lady Mr. Fu's wife? They say that Mr. Fu will pay for all the accounts. Now that Mr. Fu has left first, we can only come to his subordinates, that is, you have come to ask for them. "

Subordinates?!

Sun Si was so quiet that he couldn't laugh or cry.

But the clerk also asked: "are you not his subordinates?"

"Yes Words are squeezed out from the teeth, sun Sijing hate to take out the card to pay the bill, angry for a long time can not calm.

This is not the way.

Wen Shishi didn't divorce Fu Yicheng one day, so she couldn't become Fu's young lady one day!

So dumb, she doesn't want to eat it again!

Taking out the phone, she dialed a number and went out, "Mom, when are you coming to H city? You have to help me... "

……

Back in 2307, she received a call from Mr. sniper as soon as she came in.

"Out of breath today?"

Wen Shishi has been very used to his well-informed, "well, Xiao Xia is right. I can't be so weak any more. Whoever bullies me, I will bully back."

Mr. sniper chuckled: "you just let it go, I'm here, you can be arbitrary."

Wen Shishi snorted: "I'm not a crab. I don't need to be overbearing. Hey, do you want to eat crabs? I'll cook it for you tonight? "

Mr. sniper is adamant: "no, crabs are cold, and you can't eat them."

He has always been sensitive to these.

Wen Shishi said, "are you at work now?"

"Well, sort of."

"Then you can call me at work. Is that ok?"

"No one can control me, no one can control me." Mr. sniper said, "Shishi, take a rest before you go to the hospital. You get up too early in the morning. Don't get tired."

Wen Shishi's heart was warm: "it's OK, I don't feel tired."

"Oh..." His voice suddenly became sexy and provocative: "I'll go back early tonight, we Start early. "

Dudududu -

the phone hangs up instantly.

Mr. sniper looked at the black screen of his mobile phone, and could not help but slightly hook his lips.

She is so shy that she can't get tired of seeing everything.

Just about to put the phone away, Wen Shishi's phone call came in again.

She was obviously nervous and incoherent: "that I didn't hang up on purpose just now. The signal just went off! I don't think it can be done in China! The signal is terrible

Mr. sniper didn't break through her careful thinking. He echoed, "no, I really can't. I want to buy this communication company."

A few words on the phone can make people blush. Only Mr. sniper has the ability.

Wen Shishi, blushing and humming, pressed the hang up button.

At lunch time, Wen Shishi went to the hospital, gave his uncle a meal, and paid the hospital and medical expenses for the next few days.

All of a sudden more than a hundred thousand flowers go out, faster she wants to go out to make money.

In the morning, Meng Xiaoxia gave her the contact information of the person in charge of the auto show. The other party probably told her about the work requirements, which were similar to what Meng Xiaoxia said. Wen wrote down all the poems one by one.

This is her first job since she was born again, and she has to do it well.

After returning to the Hilton Hotel, she searched the Internet for a lot of video tutorials to learn. She was busy until the evening.

For several days in a row, her life was very full.

I got up in the morning and washed Mr. sniper's clothes by hand. At noon, I went to deliver dinner to my uncle. In the afternoon, it was her own time. I'd like to make up for the make-up class and prepare dinner for him in the evening.

Before going to bed at night, she told Mr. sniper about the work of the auto show.

He was very supportive: "you should have your own career and life. You don't have to go around me all the time. If make-up artist is the job you want to do, do it. It doesn't matter if you have money, as long as you are happy. "

After that, of course, was another night of exhaustion.Early in the morning, Wen Shishi arrived at the auto show at the time required by the other party.

According to the address said by the person in charge, she found the office of the organizer of the auto show. She looked inside at the door. It seemed that there was a meeting inside.

The door was suddenly opened from the inside, and a young man in a suit stood in front of her, looking down at her, with a poor tone: "don't clean here for the time being, don't sway here."

When Wen Shishi went out today, she didn't wear the white skirts Mr. sniper bought for her, but wore her old clothes.

One reason is that people come and go at the auto show. It's not convenient for her to work in a skirt. The other reason is that white is too dirty. If the make-up sticks on, it won't wash down. A good skirt will be useless.

Perhaps today she has returned to the "Obasan" style, let the other party treat her as a cleaning aunt.

Wen Shishi laughed sheepishly: "I'm sorry to disturb you. I'm the make-up artist responsible for modeling the car model today. I made an appointment with the person in charge to meet here..."

"Make up artist?" The young man looked up and down at her for a whole circle, his eyes full of arrogance and disdain: "you can't even clean up yourself, how can you make a shape for others? Who told you to come? "

Wen Shishi was just about to explain that a manager in his forties came out and nodded to the young man and said, "Mr. Cheng, I'm sorry. Don't be angry. This makeup artist was introduced by Mr. Meng. I don't understand your rules when I come here for the first time. I'll talk about her later."

The man called President Cheng glared at him: "if there is something wrong with the make-up of the model car today, I'll ask for you."

"Yes, I'll keep a good eye on it and make sure it doesn't go wrong!"

The middle-aged man quickly pulled Wen Shishi out of the meeting room, went to a place where there was no one and stood still. He sighed: "are you wen Shishi?"

Wen Shishi nodded: "Hello, manager Li. I'm Wen Shishi. Mr. Meng introduced me here."

"Well, it's a bad time for you to come. It's just in time for Xiao Cheng to lose his temper. No one can bear his temper... " Manager Li complained bitterly and began to get down to the point: "do you remember all the precautions I told you on the phone yesterday?"

"Remember, make-up should be fresh and elegant, not heavy make-up; hairstyle should be simple and elegant, not complicated and stacked."

"Yes, Xiao Cheng always hates people who don't make up, and even more hates people who wear heavy makeup. You're good. You come here with a plain face and a sloppy face, just hitting the muzzle of the gun." Manager Li said, "OK, if you see him in the future, just speak carefully. I'll take you backstage now. The auto show will start at 10 o'clock. You have to hurry up!"