Rebirth 1993: I am not a white lotus

Chapter 590 Eyebrows (1)

Chang Le's reaction was beyond Han Xiaoxiao's expectation. Either he really didn't know that those magazines were in trouble, or his acting skills were so good that what he said was true.

"That's right, it's a good shot." Han Xiaoxiao twitched the corners of her mouth gloomily, "I'm going in. If you want to take pictures with me, you should contact my boss first. I can't make decisions about this kind of thing alone."

Pushing the door open, Chang Le followed closely behind, "Miss Han, I think you can make a decision on this matter yourself."

"Why do you think so?" Han Xiaoxiao was very curious, and she also wanted to know Chang Le's character from the side.

"Actually, the first time I saw Ms. Han, I felt that Ms. Han is a person with her own opinions. Wenyu doesn't care about such trivial matters. A model like you who is valued like you doesn't need to report to the company."

"Do you know Wenyu Media well?"

Chang Le found that Han Xiaoxiao didn't have the jerky and arrogance of some newcomers, and was approachable and easy to get along with. He felt that his proposal might succeed, and he felt more confident in his heart.

"I have recommended several models to Wenyu, Tao Hong, Wang Jun and Yu Chan. Although they are not well-known now, President Su also gave them three high praises. It will be a matter of time before they become famous."

"Oh, but I don't care about being famous or not. I also work part-time here, and my rights are not high."

"Miss Han, I have long seen that Mr. Su's evaluation of you is higher than that of anyone else in the company. As long as you want to do it, he will never stop you. It doesn't matter if you are famous or not, but at this age, I will leave a set of photos for myself as a souvenir. It’s not impossible.”

Han Xiaoxiao was a little tempted by Chang Le's proposal. She also had this idea, but there were always things that couldn't be dealt with, which delayed her idea indefinitely.

"How about it? My photography skills should be the best in Shanghai. You only need to be a person, and I will take care of the other things. You will get a set of the most satisfactory photo albums, leaving a memory for your youth."

"Okay, I will seriously consider it, thank you Mr. Chang."

Chang Le breathed a sigh of relief, and happily waved to Han Xiaoxiao, "Okay, I'll wait for good news from Miss Han."

When Chang Le left, Han Xiaoxiao was not in a hurry to go up to find Su Wen. There was a coffee shop downstairs, and people from the company or outsiders liked to sit here for a while.

If you want to get first-hand information, this is the perfect place.

"Have a cup to sharpen the iron."

There is only one vacant seat in the corner of the whole coffee shop. Han Xiaoxiao likes that kind of inconspicuous place very much, but as soon as she comes in, she attracts the attention of most people inside.

For the new models that suddenly appeared in the company, some of the [-]th-line Ono models were all kinds of envious and jealous, and rolled their eyes at Han Xiaoxiao one after another, making her very uncomfortable.

Some people pointed at her, and some even moved the seat near her on purpose, both in and out of words were satirizing her.

"At a young age, she can do anything to be famous. If she hadn't climbed on the boss's bed, my name would be written backwards from now on."

"That's right, she has a vicious face and pretends to be delicate. Who owes her? She's like a spoiled little daughter-in-law."

"I heard that she is a student of the Military Medical University. Why would Boss Su find young models? It's not because some girls don't love themselves, they take poles to create opportunities for themselves, and then..."

Several eighth-wife women covered their mouths and secretly laughed. Han Xiaoxiao was just like Shi Dun, with a blank face and concentrated on drinking her own coffee.

Soon, the topic changed from her character to the popular topic in the fashion circle. What women care about is always cosmetics, clothes and men.

(End of this chapter)