Hidden Marriage Sweet Love: Mr. President, addicted to pets

Chapter 85 You can contact me if you want to change your career

Lin Qingcheng learned from Ji Jie the next day that Shen Linlin, as the finale guest, attended the press conference of the Queen clothing sub-brand under the Dicheng Group, and it is also one of the best first-line brands in China.

When Lin Qingcheng arrived at the press conference, the new product launch had not yet started. As soon as she entered, she saw Shen Linlin's manager waving at her. Lin Qingcheng was a little surprised that she was so enthusiastic about him, and walked towards her in doubt.

Shen Linlin's agent smiled and said: "Aren't you going to interview our family, Linlin? It happened that a model suddenly fell ill when we were walking on the runway. I think you are in good shape. If you replace any model, we will leave after we finish. Be interviewed."

When Lin Qingcheng heard what Shen Linlin's agent said, she was a little hesitant. She had hardly shown her face in such a public event, and it would be bad if her family knew, especially her grandfather.

Seeing Lin Qingcheng's hesitation, Shen Linlin's manager began to press people, "You offended our family Linlin yesterday, and we Linlin didn't bother with you, we just want to ask you for a favor now, you You're still unwilling, and as long as you participate, Linlin will accept your interview regardless of the past."

Lin Qingcheng was a little moved. After all, she always messed up things, and the boss helped her carry them every time, so let's just go all out now and forget it.

"Okay, I promise."

Shen Linlin's manager's red lips curled up deeply, thinking about things that Lin Qingcheng didn't know, he hugged Lin Qingcheng's shoulders and walked backstage with you.

He also said obediently: "I think your qualifications are very good, are you interested in changing careers?"

Lin Qingcheng smiled awkwardly, she didn't like the fact that someone she was not familiar with and who smelled of strong perfume was so close to her, and she was embarrassed to avoid it, so she said softly: "I'm sorry, I like my current job very much. "

"It's okay, if you want to change your career, you can contact me."

"Thank you."

Lin Qingcheng walked to the backstage. The huge dressing room was full of models wearing makeup, and everyone was carefully studying their makeup.

Shen Linlin's manager took Lin Qingcheng to an empty dressing table and sat down, asking the makeup artist to do her makeup.

"Little sister, I still have something to do. I'll go first." Shen Linlin's agent patted Lin Qingcheng on the shoulder, and Lin Qingcheng nodded at her.

The makeup artist began to apply makeup to Lin Qingcheng. Looking at Lin Qingcheng's beautiful face, the pores on her face were very small, and there was not even a little blemish. There was only a small beauty mole on the eyebrow, and she sighed: " Sister, your skin is so good, I am afraid that these inferior cosmetics will hurt your skin."

Lin Qingcheng smiled slightly, and there was a small dimple at the corner of her mouth.

"I really can't bear it! How about we put on a nude makeup, and your appearance is also very suitable for a fresh and elegant style."

Lin Qingcheng looked at the man with a sissy voice standing behind her in the mirror, and asked uncertainly, "Is this okay?"

"Sister, you have to trust brother, brother is a first-class makeup artist in the makeup industry, but sister, why haven't I seen you before!"

Lin Qingcheng frowned slightly, and said shyly, "I'm not a model."

"Then you are a star? Hey, why haven't I seen it before!"

"I'm not a celebrity either, I'm a reporter."

"Ah..." the sissy man covered his mouth and looked at Lin Qingcheng in horror. After realizing it, he quickly covered Lin Qingcheng's mouth and said exaggeratedly: "My dear little sister! How did you get in here? Yes, journalists are not allowed to enter the backstage, and if you get caught, you will only die."

Lin Qingcheng was stunned...
　Sorry to know: grab the 88th floor, ask for votes, no votes, no motivation.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)