It's said that Jiang Xinlu is going to attend a cocktail party at the weekend. Kuang Ximei patted her chest and said that the dress is wrapped on her. Their company also makes high-grade dresses, but the dress is in charge of another department. However, she is very familiar with the regional manager, so it should be no problem to borrow an out of season sample.

She looked around in Jiang Xinlu's room and said, "why don't you even have a pair of decent shoes and bags? At least you're middle-class. Now how..." she suddenly realized that she had said something wrong. She quickly stopped and laughed with regret, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"It doesn't matter," Jiang Xinlu sat at the table sketching, "there's nothing to avoid."

She didn't mind. Kuang Ximei was still a little chatty and said, "I have shoes and bags. They are all high imitations. It doesn't matter if I make up for them."

Jiang Xinlu said, "what's the matter? No one will pay attention to me. I just want to know about the cosmetics market in Maoshi."

Kuang Ximei is a little strange, "how can you get the invitation at such a high-end reception?"

"I trusted someone."

"Who?" Kuang Ximei immediately thought of Hedi and said, "is that the rich second generation?"

Jiang Xinlu smiles and says nothing.

Kuang Ximei cried, "is it really him?"

"No

"Who is that?"

"You don't know."

Kuang Ximei now knows something about Jiang Xinlu. She doesn't want to say it. She asks directly, "you didn't associate with the rich second generation, did you?"

"No

"That's good." Kuang Ximei let go and looked at her drawing. "Do you want to change the packaging design of the product?"

"No, let's draw first. Maybe it will be useful later."

"Did you learn to draw before?"

"Well, I have." Jiang Xinlu drew a detailed picture on the stamens, but she sighed. Her interest was painting. But when she was admitted to university, her father insisted that she study business and inherit her family business in the future. She listened to her father's words, but before she finished the book, her sky collapsed.

After reading for a while, Kuang Ximei felt bored and went to look through the books in her bookcase. "Why do you have all kinds of books here, but there are not two serious books."

Jiang Xinlu asked, "what is the orthodox book?"

"Novel," Kuang Ximei's finger crossed a thick book: "what are these chemical principles, herbal classics, mold design, plant encyclopedia... Who read them?"

"I see."

Kuang Ximei convinced her and walked over to her desk. "Xinlu, I found that you don't live like a young man in the 21st century. You don't chase dramas, play games, go shopping, stay at home, either planting flowers or learning all kinds of things. Is that interesting?"

"I find it interesting."

"What an interesting fart!" Kuang Ximei rolled her eyes. "You don't live as well as my old lady. She can travel, see the world, dance, do yoga, walk in the street. She can walk back and forth for two times, and she can walk better than me. Nothing on the Internet, fashionable network language, she is clear. The star gossip comes with her mouth open. She also participates in this association. When she meets foreigners and asks for directions, she also knows how to use mobile phone software to communicate with others. Isn't it amazing

Jiang Xinlu said with a smile, "my aunt's life is really full."

Kuang Ximei said, "I think you, the others are good, just a boyfriend. Really, do you want to try to fall in love?"

"No."

"Why?" Kuang Ximei really doesn't understand why such a beautiful girl is so resistant to having a boyfriend.

"No why." Jiang Xinlu didn't lift her head. "I don't want to talk about it now."

Kuang Ximei was not reconciled, holding her cheek, and asked, "if you give me a word, is my brother going to play?"

Jiang Xinlu gently described the last stroke, picked up the design draft, looked at it carefully, and asked her, "how's it going?"

Kuang Ximei stares at her, "don't interrupt, just answer it head on."

Jiang Xinlu wry smile, "I will not fall in love, at least not before the goal is achieved, so do not want to delay anyone."

"If my brother is absent-minded, he will wait for you?"

"I don't deserve him."

Kuang Ximei's angry tuzui knew that this was a euphemistic refusal. Fortunately, her brother didn't express his wish. Otherwise, she couldn't get off the stage. Even she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart. After thinking about it, she made up for her brother: "ah, it's just my wishful thinking. I want you to be my sister-in-law, but my brother still can't agree."

Jiang Xinlu said with a smile, "of course he won't agree. He deserves better. The girl who came to me last time was good. What's her name, Lin Xiaoxiao? "

"She's too naive for my brother. He likes... "Kuang Ximei changed the topic:" you said that this reception was hosted by Han? "

"Yes, Hans, they are the biggest cosmetics company in China."

"If only we could be as big as them in the future," said Kuang

"Yes," Jiang Xinlu said with a smile, "as long as you have ideas and are willing to work hard, you will achieve your goal."

On Saturday, Kuang Ximei ran to Jiang Xinlu's house with big and small bags. Traffic jam on the road, she came a little late, to quickly throw clothes to Jiang Xinlu, let her quickly change, but also make-up comb.

Jiang Xinlu is also a little anxious. She is afraid that Hao Chengsheng will come to pick her up and let Kuang Ximei see that she is not good. She can be magnanimous to anyone, but Hao Chengsheng is the only one she doesn't want to be in front of.

When she put on the dress, she found that her back was empty. The big V-shaped waist exposed a large area of skin. Jiang Xinlu was about to take it off immediately. "No, it's too exposed."

"What are you afraid of?" said Kuang Ximei. "You have a good figure. You look good in this dress. When you get there, you'll be sure to kill a lot. It's a rare opportunity. You have to make a deep impression on those big men and let them remember you. If anything happens in the future, you'll also have a good impression. Sooner or later, we'll be among them."

Jiang Xinlu can't laugh or cry, "I'm not going to Bimei..."

"Be confident, you can." Kuang Ximei waves her fist to cheer her up.

Jiang Xinlu still feels that it's not right. After all, Hao Chengsheng is also here. Kuang Ranmei has no choice but to find a solid colored shawl to put on her shoulder and finally cover it.

Kuang Ximei combed her high ponytail and wore a pearl necklace around her neck. Suddenly, she patted her head, "I forgot the earrings."

"It's OK, that's it," Jiang Xinlu looked at herself in the mirror. Kuang Ximei made her a little bright, like a net red. It's not the same level as the last time I attended the Jia's banquet, but whatever he is, as long as he doesn't lose his manners.

The mobile phone on the desk was shaking. Her heart jumped and she picked it up. Hao Chengsheng came to pick her up. "I'm downstairs. Can I go now?"

"OK, I'll be right down."

Jiang Xinlu stops Kuang Ximei from inserting those shiny hairpins into her head, stands up and takes her bag, "the car is coming, I have to go, that, when you go, lock the door for me."

Seeing that she was a little nervous, Kuang Ximei comforted her and said, "OK, you go first. I'll close the door."

Jiang Xinlu opens the door and goes downstairs. Kuang Ximei runs to the balcony. It's already a little dark. She vaguely sees a black car parked downstairs. It looks like a high-class car. She recognizes it for a long time before she realizes it's a Porsche. At this time, Jiang Xinlu comes out of the corridor, lowers her head, pulls open the door and gets into the co driver's seat.

Kuang Ximei was a little strange and said to herself, "can we call such a high-class car now? It shouldn't be cheap. "

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