Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive

In the banquet hall, Wang Yazhi was busy with joy, and directed the servants to make final arrangements.

Old Ruan came in a golden cheongsam, "I said Wang Yazhi, it's all the time now, what are you still doing?"

Wang Yazhi turned back to see the elegant Mrs. Ruan, her eyes brightened, "Oh my mother! You look so nice in this body, like those Queen Mother Lafayettes of the Qing Dynasty."

The old lady Ruan gave Wang Yazhi a white look. "I ask you, it's all this time. What are you still busy doing? Are you going to change your clothes? Wait for everyone to come and see what you look like?" Ruan The old lady pointed at the stained dress on Wang Yazhi, "Don't you pay attention to dressing up before? Why did you start to lose touch with your grandma?"

Wang Yazhi was startled. He looked down and saw that he really did n’t know when he put some chocolate on the cake, and immediately revealed the expression of the end of the world. "Oh my god, I like this skirt, I can't wear it now . "

"What else are you going to do? Go and change your clothes!" Old Ruan shook her head helplessly. "There is an old clock staring here. You are not needed."

"Yes, Madam, go ahead and prepare, time is too late." Uncle Zhong followed Mrs. Ruan and said.

Originally, it was his housekeeper's responsibility to supervise the servants, but Wang Yazhi had to do it herself. In fact, she didn't do anything. She just stood in the banquet hall, watching the servants' methodical work, and then said a few words from time to time.

Wang Yazhi then glanced at the time, "Oh, it's too late! Old bell, is my stylist here?"

Uncle Zhong nodded helplessly, "Here, I've told you many times." Nai He, the new grandma, has been immersed in the venue layout, completely taking Zhong Shu's words as a breeze.

"Oh oh! I know, then I have to hurry over, the old clock will be here for you!" After that, Wang Yazhi ran away in full swing.

Looking at Wang Yazhi's running figure, the old lady Ruan sighed helplessly. "Fortunately, my grandson is married to Lingya. If I marry another and return without such a mind, I will really be mad."

Uncle Zhong pouted and laughed behind Mrs. Ruan. The old lady would never look down on her lady, but she had a lady in her heart than anyone else.

The senior management of Zhiya Entertainment paid special attention to the event of attending the full moon feast of the small rice ball. All the artists and employees who had the opportunity to participate in the full moon feast must uniformly make shapes in the company. The styling was started by the chief styling director of Zhiya Entertainment. Each dress, each makeup, and each hairstyle was selected and designed by him. Even the meticulous cosmetics brands have been carefully screened.

Pan Tingmei was taken to a separate dressing room by the staff. She dreamed of having a separate dressing room of her own. Looking at the big-name cosmetics stacked on the dressing table and various luxury brand dresses on the back shelf, Pantene felt I feel like I'm in heaven.

The next step is for the makeup artist and stylist to make up her and choose clothes for her. She doesn't need to do anything, just cooperate.

Ping Tingmei firmly remembered the feeling at the moment in her heart, and vowed secretly in the heart, she will always enjoy this feeling in the future.

Tonight, she must win Cheng Chen!

In Pan Tingmei's heart, she doesn't feel that she is worse than those female artists who have already debuted. Thinking like this, Pantene raised her chest and looked at her more and more charming herself in the mirror, believing that no man could resist her charm.