Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book

Wen Jia quickly took out the three treasures of the artist (cap, mask, sunglasses) from his bag and helped Qiao Yi put it on.

"I sent you a WeChat call from my friend. Contact her when you go in. She will take you to see the artist director."

Qiao Yi looked unlovable, and Wen Jia thought she was nervous, so he raised his arms, made a cheering gesture, and encouraged her, "One, be confident, you are the most beautiful boy of this gai!"

Pretty girl, don't pull me if you have the ability! I am afraid!

Afraid not to go? Nonono

Wen Jia didn't care whether she was afraid or not, he pushed and shoved her into the He's Building, and then clapped his hands as if he had completed some important task, and walked leisurely to the street garden across the road. Relax in a sun lounger, sit back and wait for news.

But Qiao Yi was bitter, so he bit his head and walked into the depths of the hall.

The spirit of the super five-star office building is different. As soon as she stepped into the lobby, the solemn and solemn atmosphere around her instantly wrapped her. Two tall security guards stood on the left and right of the reception desk, staring at her from the moment she entered. , those eyes were sharp like knives, as if they could see through her that she was not a He's employee at all.

Qiao Yi glanced at the entrance and exit with a guilty conscience. All of them were face recognition, and they could not enter without a work permit.

She took out her mobile phone and called Wenjia's friend, asking her to come and pick her up.

As soon as the phone was dialed, Doraemon's theme song suddenly rang in the empty hall.

"Hello, are you Wen Jia's friend?"

Joey: "..."

She wasn't, she went through the wrong door.

Before Qiao turned to leave, a slender girl ran out of the reception desk and blocked her way.

"You are Qiao Yi, ah, you are so handsome, I thought Wen Jia lied to me."

Joey: "..."

I'm wearing a mask, where do you see that I'm handsome?

This is what Wen Jia said was someone in the He family, Nima was a welcome guest, and also guaranteed that she could see the artist director?

"Yeah, why don't you talk? You're shy. Don't be nervous, Wen Jia and I were young, and we played in the mud together when we were young. I know everything about you, don't worry, I will guarantee you today. See our artist director. He's upstairs now, go upstairs, this is my work card, I'll borrow it from you first."

The girl was generous and enthusiastic. She not only gave Qiao a smack, but also encouraged her to take her all the way to the elevator entrance, "You take that elevator up, the 18th floor."

After the sound of "ding dong", before Qiao Yi could say a word, he was pushed into the elevator by the girl.

"Little brother, I'm optimistic about you, come on!"

The elevator door closed in front of Joe, and then slowly rose.

Joey: "..."

Forget it, Jin has come in, and you can rest assured when you come, Qiao Yi can only comfort himself like this.

She originally wanted to press a random floor, get off the elevator and change to a safe passage to go downstairs, and then lied to Wen Jia that she had an interview, but unfortunately she failed.

As a result, she found that the elevator was a card-swiping elevator, which could only go to the set floor, and could not go to other floors.

You say irritating is not irritating!

"Ding Dong, the artist department on the 18th floor is here."

The mechanical sound in the elevator sounded, and Qiao Yi sighed, this time he couldn't get off.

"Mr. Gu, I'm really bothering you today, and I'm really sorry to ask you to take time out of your busy schedule to see me."

"Xiao Shi, what you said is out of the question. Wang Kun and I are just a child. He and you are a classmate, so I'm not your classmate. If you have something to do, how can I not help? When the time comes. , you come to the He family, we will have more opportunities to work together."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Gu, you are really kind."

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he encountered such a scene. Qiao Yi did not plan to see any artist director at all. Naturally, he tried to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible. His instinctive reaction was to dodge to the side to make way for the speaker.

However--

"Cousin, why are you here?"