Boss, your mother is black again

Chapter 437

Shen Moran: "."

The little girl burst into tears suddenly, which really startled Shen Moran, what happened so suddenly?
"Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Shen Moran couldn't help asking, her brows were slightly frowned, with obvious disgust.

But Bessie seemed to have been wronged, and couldn't stop crying.

The moment Shen Moran asked her to be her own make-up artist, she suddenly remembered her experiences and encounters since she entered this line.

Her brain is not very good, she didn't get into the ideal university, and couldn't find a particularly satisfactory job after graduation, so she entered the beauty industry by accident.

No qualifications, no status, no background, she mixes among a bunch of bigwigs in the industry, and is either ignored, despised, despised, and coldly regarded, is she easy? ! !

Now, she finally got through it!

It was like a daughter-in-law who had been married for many years finally became a mother-in-law. At this moment, she was so excited!

Because if she really becomes the exclusive make-up artist of the young grandma of the Fu family, she will transform herself from a little transparent in the industry to a bigwig in the industry.

When the time comes, those celebrity makeup artists before will be nothing in front of her.

No matter how powerful a star is, how can he be as powerful as the young mistress of the Fu family in Yuncheng!
Bessie cried even more because of her emotional agitation when she thought that those big bosses she looked down on before would become the ones she looked up to.

On the other side, Shen Moran, who really couldn't stand her, had already got up to choose a dress.

As early as a month before the banquet, Fu Yunshen had arranged for Shen Moran to prepare all kinds of dresses suitable for the banquet.

A week ago, they were all delivered to the room where she lives now, and the spacious cloakroom is basically filled with dresses.

To be honest, this is a kind of torture for Shen Moran, who has some choice phobias.

Looking at the different styles of dresses in front of her, she felt very dazzled.

Having a headache for a while, she unconsciously retreated from the cloakroom, and waved to Bessy who was still sobbing.

"Then who, come here and help me choose a dress."

Only then did Bessie stop sobbing, she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and quickly ran towards Shen Moran.

"Young Mistress, my name is Bessie, you can call me Xiaoxi directly." Thinking that she didn't remember her name, Bessie introduced herself again.

Shen Moran nodded, turned around and returned to the cloakroom again.

The moment she walked into the cloakroom, Bessie exclaimed "wow". She just felt that the number of dresses here could compete with that of the wedding dress shop.

What's more, every dress in Shen Moran's cloakroom is custom-made, expensive, and only suitable for her.

"It feels so dreamy here! This is probably the dream of most women!" Bessie said exaggeratedly.

Her eyes fell on those dresses uncontrollably, and her eyes shone brightly, full of envy and longing.

Shen Moran walked slowly from the closet, choosing dresses one by one, as if the emperor who rarely entered the harem was seriously thinking about which concubine he should favor.

She frowned slightly, with confusion written on her face, she really didn't know which one she should choose?
Because of these dresses, all of them are beautiful.

It has to be said that Fu Yunshen's vision is really good, and he seems to understand which styles are suitable for her.

If you pick any of these dresses and put them on Shen Moran's body, they will feel perfect.

Shen Moran unconsciously held her chin and pursed her lips slightly. She suddenly felt that Fu Yunshen had prepared so many dresses, which was simply causing trouble for her.

Because it's really hard to choose!

(End of this chapter)