Rebirth 07 Becomes the First Internet Celebrity

The next day, Liu Qinglin asked for leave and came to Jiang Xue's rental house.

But when he called Jiang Xue, she was not at home or in the studio. Because of the popular 6999 package yesterday, she went to take photos with the clients she had agreed to meet early in the morning.

"Go to the studio and find a girl named Zhao Xiaoshuang. Follow her for a day and I'll talk to you when I come back later." Jiang Xue sent a text message to Liu Qinglin with the address of the studio and Zhao Xiaoshuang's contact information.

Liu Qinglin hung up the phone, found a place, took the elevator, and came to the 12th floor.

Although this building is for both commercial and residential use, it is mostly used for commercial purposes because of its geographical location. Along the way, there were various advertisements in the elevator pointing to different floors.

Lawyers, accountants, cram schools, painting training institutions, etc.

Knocked on the door of 1201, and the door was quickly opened by a round-faced girl, "You are our boss's brother, hello, my name is Zhao Xiaoshuang, come in quickly." After saying that, she handed him a pair of shoe covers.

Bending down to put them on, Liu Qinglin walked in and looked around.

The living room is very large, larger than a normal living room, and one of the bedrooms should be connected.

The lights are very bright. Although it is daytime in the room, many lights are still on. There is a row of dressing tables against the wall on the right.

At this moment, two girls are sitting there putting on makeup.

There is a sofa and a coffee table in the middle, and there are people sitting and looking at the album waiting.

The other side should be a house with a bedroom connected. At a glance, there is a large display cabinet in the middle. The cabinet is glowing, and you can see some jewelry inside.

The other three sides against the wall are full of clothes, and there are two girls choosing clothes inside.

There are two rooms with closed doors.

Liu Qinglin was led by Zhao Xiaoshuang to sit on the sofa. Zhao Xiaoshuang took out a lot of photo albums and put them on the coffee table beside him and said, "Take a look at the photos we took first. I have something to do here. Qiuqiu, pour a glass of water over here."

Another girl who was not very tall and had a ponytail poured a glass of water for her. Liu Qinglin took the water and thanked her.

Are these people all my sister's employees?

Looking at the well-organized environment, his mind was scattered. It has only been a short time since my sister came here, and there is already such a photography studio that has begun to take shape.

The photos are really beautiful. People who come and go to make up and choose clothes can see that the business is good.

His sister is really amazing!

After drinking a glass of water, he stood up, walked around, and finally walked to the makeup table.

"Beauty, how long will it take for us to put on makeup? We have been waiting for a long time." A customer waiting for a photo on the side urged.

Zhao Lin, a makeup artist who was busy clipping the hair of a customer who had already finished her makeup, responded repeatedly: "It will be done soon."

Liu Qinglin stood by, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Do you want me to help you clip it?"

"Can you do it?" Zhao Lin asked doubtfully, looking at the boy in front of her who looked handsome but had yellow hair and looked like a gangster.

Liu Qinglin took the clip and said: "What hairstyle do you want? You tell me."

"Clip the hair straight, but not too rigid, and make the top of the head fluffy." Zhao Lin answered.

Liu Qinglin skillfully divided the hair and clipped it up.

Seeing the other party's obviously professional movements, Zhao Lin was relieved and hurried to do makeup for others.

With Liu Qinglin's participation, Zhao Lin's efficiency was much faster. With the same amount of makeup as usual, she still had time to go to the toilet, drink water several times, and eat an apple today.

"Are you here for an interview? Are you the hairstylist newly hired by our boss?" Zhao Lin asked curiously.

"It's possible." Liu Qinglin replied.

"Yes, it is, no, it's not, what do you mean by possible!" Zhao Lin muttered in dissatisfaction.

Liu Qinglin smiled and didn't explain too much.

Liu Qinglin's work was completely different from his difficult appearance. When he was not doing hair, he would help Zhao Lin pass the necessary tools in time, see the customer's needs, ask for solutions, and clean up the messy dressing table without any expression.

The used hair clips and curling irons were turned off and cooled and put away as soon as possible. Zhao Lin watched silently in her heart, and planned that if the other party was really a new interviewed employee when the boss came back, she must say a good word to the boss and let the boss keep him.

Liu Qinglin waited until more than three o'clock in the afternoon before Jiang Xue came back.

Jiang Xue put the camera on the workbench and slumped on the sofa.

She brought Chen Xin with her today, acting as an assistant makeup artist, teaching customers how to pose while

She also had to run to Chen Xin's side to tell him what angle to shoot from.

Occasionally, she had to adjust the camera data with him.

The workload was much more tiring than her daily shooting.

After drinking the water that Zhao Xiaoshuang poured for her, she took a long time to stand up.

Looking at her brother who was doing the hair of a customer, she asked with concern: "I'm sorry, the customer who made a temporary appointment last night is a couple. They asked to shoot early this morning. We have been busy until now. Why are you still curling your hair? Have you eaten lunch?"

"I have." Liu Qinglin replied.

"Brother? Are you brother and sister?" Zhao Lin asked a little puzzled. She thought that this Liu Qinglin was a new colleague. It turned out to be the boss's brother.

"Don't you look alike? Many people say that we look alike." Jiang Xue took Liu Qinglin's arm and moved closer to let Zhao Lin see.

"Now that you mention it, they really look alike. Are they siblings or cousins? Why are your surnames different?"

"Brother and sister, my brother has the same surname as my mother." Jiang Xue said with a smile.

Liu Qinglin also smiled after hearing his sister's answer.

"If I had known it was the boss's brother, I wouldn't have asked him to help me. I thought he was the new stylist you hired, and I thought you finally found your conscience. I don't have to put on makeup and style the customers at the same time. I didn't expect it wasn't him. I'm so disappointed!" Zhao Lin said, sighing heavily in an exaggerated manner.

"You can have a stylist, but it's not my brother. My brother has other things to do. I'll ask Xiaoshuang to hire a stylist later."

"Boss is awesome!" Zhao Lin cheered in cooperation.

Liu Qinglin was a little confused.

If he wasn't a stylist, what could he do? He also thought that Jiang Xue's so-called bringing her to make money was to let him help her in her studio. He looked around and found that only stylist was suitable for him now.

Jiang Xue saw her brother's doubts, picked up the bag next to her, explained to the people in the studio, and took him away.

"I'll take you to where I live. All the things are over there."

Liu Qinglin followed Jiang Xue to the house she rented.

This is a one-bedroom house, not big. As soon as you enter the door, you can see large and small express boxes and packaging bags, as well as some clothes with labels, which fill the entire house.

Jiang Xue said a little embarrassedly: "I've been too busy recently and have no time to clean up."

"Why did you buy so many things?" Liu Qinglin looked around. Many of them were clothes. The wardrobe that was not closed was also densely hung with clothes.

"I will take some photos of my outfits and put them on the forum, so I bought a lot of them. A large part of them are to be returned. I have been too busy these two days and have not had time to sort them out and return them."

Liu Qinglin squatted down and put some boxes and bags at the entrance and exit of his feet aside.

Make sure people will not trip when passing by.

Jiang Xue walked to her desk, took out a drawing that had been prepared long ago from the drawer, and called Liu Qinglin, saying: "Brother, don't be busy. I will clean up later. Come over here and sit on the sofa."

Liu Qinglin sat on the sofa, took the drawing, and his eyes fell on the paper, only to find that it was a drawing of a suitcase.