Less than three minutes after Jun Shiling arrived at the office, the news about Mr. Jun dragging his family to work had spread throughout the company. The front desk secretly took a picture and sent it to the company group.

A slender woman and a child stood beside the stern Jun Shiling.

It's just that the woman was wearing a mask and sunglasses, so she couldn't see clearly. The child wore a mask, but just from the pair of big eyes exposed, you could see how cute the child was.

"Ahhhhh, I'm dead, even through the screen, I think this kid is so cute!!"

"Immortal family, I really want to know who Mrs. Jun is. Why do you have to wrap it up so tightly? Can't you let me wait for mortals to look at it?"

The group kept swiping the screen until someone silently said, "Lin Tesuke seems to be in this group."

? ? ? ! ! !

Everyone pokes into the group members to see that Lin Jing is actually in the group,

? ? Which traitor pulled Lint in! !

So after a crazy meal, everyone madly retracted the news,

When Lin Jing finished his work, he poked into the group and saw nearly a hundred reminders of retraction messages.

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Xiaobao jumped up and down in the office very curiously,

Although Jun Shiling frowned, he didn't say anything to blame him.

When Lin Jing entered the door with the document, a small group grabbed his leg.

"Uncle Lin." Xiaobao looked up at Lin Jing, he hadn't seen Uncle Lin Jing for a long time,

"Little Master." Seeing Xiaobao's clear eyes, the standard smile on Lin Jing's face widened a bit, and there was a bit of genuine love in his eyes.

"Uncle Lin, I miss you so much." Xiaobao continued to attack.

Lin Jing reached out and touched Xiaobao's fluffy hair, "Uncle Lin misses you too."

"Jun Yin, do your homework," Jun Shiling finally said,

Xiaobao reluctantly released Lin Jing's legs, blinked at Lin Jing, and then slid over to the desk to do his homework.

Lin Jing took the document and signed it for Jun Shiling. When he was about to leave, he walked over and poured a cup of tea for Xiaobao and Xia Wanyuan.

The door was closed, and there was the sound of signing from the desk. Xiaobao surreptitiously spread out his palm, and inside was a piece of chocolate that Lin Jing had just put in his hand.

Carefully peeling off the candy wrapper, Xiaobao threw the pen on the ground on the left, "Oops, the pen fell,"

Xiaobao bent down to pick up the pen, and swishly threw the chocolate into his mouth with his right hand,

Aww, so sweet! ! Uncle Lin Jing is the best! !

But when it was time for lunch,

"You stole something in the morning, eat two less ribs at noon," Jun Shiling ruthlessly poked,

Xiaobao's face wrinkled into a bun, bad dad.

In the end, Xia Wanyuan came forward to intercede, so that Xiaobao could eat an extra spare ribs.

———

Camellia's model selection work has come to an end, and there are ten people in total who entered the selection process.

Among these ten people, there are both professional models and actresses in the entertainment industry.

The previous selection process was selected by a professional jury.

Among the last ten people, who will be the last person to go straight to the Camellia International Show is up to Manda to decide.

These days, all the properties under Junshi's group are reluctant to serve Manda. She is full of fire in her heart. Now, when she is greeted by the staff on the show stage, the look on her face is extremely ugly.

However, there is such an unspoken rule in the fashion circle. The more maverick, the more people will be perceived as having a personality. Therefore, for Manda's cold face, everyone just thinks that Camellia's fashion director really has a personality, and treats her more politely.

"Ms. Manda, we have selected ten candidates for you. You can take a look and see which of these ten people is your favorite."

"Well, let's get started."

When Manda finished speaking, the lights around the show dimmed.

Models dressed in camellia costumes stepped on the dots and walked out.

Manda's eyes lit up when she saw the last model with a heroic face.

"Ms. Manda, this model is called Zhu Wen. She is a new model, but her stage performance is very strong. It is also a model that our jury is very optimistic about this time."

Manda nodded, "Let's see the next one."

The next show is the summer fashion show. Zhu Wen wore a peaked cap, held a tennis racket, and walked to the front with a bright smile.

Manda glanced approvingly, this model is very malleable.

The staff waiting by the side, as well as other model managers, have been observing Manda. Every time Zhu Wen appeared, Manda's expression softened a little.

It seems that Zhu Wen is about to fly up the branches and become a phoenix. This time, Manda has taken a fancy to the model of the camellia, and I am afraid that he will soar.

At the end of the show, Manda deliberately brought Zhu Wen over.

"Zhuwen, right?" Manda folded her hands, "Your catwalk"

Before the two words were finished, Manda suddenly caught a glimpse of a bag that Zhu Wen was carrying,

"Where did you buy this bag?"

"This was given to a star in our country during the lottery draw. Her name is Xia Wanyuan. The bag she gave was very beautiful, so I brought it back."

"Good-looking?" Manda cast a mocking glance at Zhu Wen, "This kind of street stall goods with no taste is also called good-looking? I thought your steps were okay, but I didn't expect that you don't have the taste that a model should have, even the most basic model. fashion sensibilities.”

Chimi~~~

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