Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Say it is an interview, it is better to say it is a contest between the two sides.

The Qin family obviously came prepared, and in a short time, several models with good looks and good figures were pulled from outside the house. Each of them was served by professional makeup artists and fashion designers, and they looked very beautiful. The high-end atmosphere is upscale.

In contrast, Qin Qing, who only had two people and a bag of clothes, looked a bit shabby.

"Hehe, those two little girls should be able to show their faces on the runway. They look so good that they have to respect the stage."

"That's right. After all, I'm still young and ignorant. I don't even have a designer for matching clothes. Compared with them, they seem to be worthless."

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Those who had noticed Qin Qing's appearance outside the door just now were even more focused on ridiculing her for being overconfident, as if such belittling could bring them psychological balance.

Song Ruye has been in a state of confusion by the side all the time, now seeing the emptiness in his side, he also has no idea, "Qin Qing, we haven't prepared anything, can we do it?"

She couldn't say the words of retreating, because the Qin family was staring at each other, and if they left, they would just admit defeat.

Just as she was racking her brains to call someone, Qin Qing winked at her mischievously, pretending to be mysterious: "Who said I wasn't prepared."

After finishing the words, she put down the small backpack, unzipped the zipper quickly, and took out things from inside one by one briskly with her hands and feet. After a while, various small mirrors, makeup tools, and trinkets on the table appeared in front of her eyes like a magic trick.

Before Song Ruye had time to be surprised, her chin was turned by two slender fingers, facing the girl's hand holding the eyebrow pencil.

"You don't even understand this, do you?" She stared exaggeratedly, with an expression of disbelief.

Qin Qing raised her eyebrows, changed the blade and trimmed her eyebrows first, and said with a smile: "I can use eyebrow pencil when I am ten years old. Make-up is a compulsory course for every lady."

"..." At this time, Song Ruye was speechless. She didn't think it was strange even if the girl would fly a plane in the next second. Facing the table full of bottles and cans, she couldn't help but sigh, "Everyone Girlfriend, it's really hard work."

Hearing this, Qin Qing smiled, but agreed in her heart. Behind the words "everyone's lady", she has put in more than ten years of hard work for this, and because of this, she can't lose, and she can't go back and continue to be a model puppet.

The preparations for the models of the Qin family on the opposite side were coming to an end. Someone found two girls, one with light makeup on, and the other pitifully smearing herself with a small mirror.

"Tsk tsk, how pitiful, little sister, do you want my sister to lend you a mirror so that you can see how poor you are now." Some even watched the excitement and made a big fuss, verbally attacking the girl.

Qin Qing is a person who won't make a move easily, but beside her sits a Song Ruye with explosive combat power. After adapting to the environment and quickly adjusting his state, how could the school bully stand such a provocation, and Erlang turned his legs up and sneered Said: "Aunts and aunts, please don't face me with your old and decrepit faces, it will bring me a psychological shadow."

Aunt? Auntie!

The girls in their twenties almost bit their tongues in shock, and burned Tianling Gai angrily, "Who do you say is old, don't look at whether you are male or female, worthy of DF Ladies dress?"

"At least I'm more ladylike than you crap-mouthed aunts, hum." Song Ruye retorted without showing any weakness.

"You..." The other party was so choked that he almost vomited blood, gritted his teeth and said harshly, "Okay, then I'll see how you cry on stage later."

"Okay, whoever is afraid of whom." Song Ruye tossed her neat short hair, and after pulling back a round, a smug smile appeared on her face.

Seeing her inspired fighting spirit, Qin Qing smiled in surprise.

Finally, they entered the fitting room and changed their outfits. The two groups went on stage respectively. The Qin family came out on top. At the beginning of the show, they used their unique Chinese-style costumes to attract the attention of the DF design team.

Even Song Ruye, who was hiding behind the scenes, couldn't help sighing, "Wow, Qin Qing, it turns out that the clothes produced by the Qin family are so beautiful, they look like fairies descending to earth."

The fairy descends.

Hearing this, Qin Qing nodded lightly, and said in a clear voice: "The Qin family has been passed down for thousands of years. It is a very culturally rich scholarly family. Poetry, ink and painting, any traditional elements are integrated into clothing, combined with practicality. , can achieve a very wonderful effect, just like the open-front skirt worn by model No. 3 now, the lotus leaf folds of the skirt are embroidered with traces of ink, and it will create a flowing and elegant feeling when walking.”

Accompanied by her slow and ethereal narration, it seems that every piece of work in front of me has been transformed into natural mountains and rivers, ancient ink, flowers, birds, fish and insects, come alive.

Song Ruye realized it later, turned his head to look at it, and asked doubtfully, "Hey, why are you so knowledgeable about clothes?"

This person knows too many things, right?

Just when she felt exaggerated, Qin Qing on the other end gave an even more shocking answer, "Because, I drew these."

"Ah?" Song Ruye opened her mouth wide, looked at the immature seventeen-year-old girl in front of her, then turned her head to look at the gorgeous costumes on the stage, her jaw dropped instantly.

"I have been studying Chinese painting since I was five years old, and I learned from a famous family. One day, I accidentally doodled a piece of clothing, and I was discovered to be talented in this area. It was only then that I started the Qin family's clothing business." Qin Qing's voice seemed a little deep and ethereal. Looking at Qin Jin's triumphant expression on the opposite side of the stage, I felt empty in my heart, with a kind of desolation of nothing to cling to.

She remembered that she had made that dress for several days and nights as a birthday present for her father, but in the end, her father presented it to the head of the family as a tribute. Now, Qin Jin regards these clothes as a bargaining chip to attack her.

Suddenly, the slightly cool fingertips were wrapped by a pair of hot hands, Qin Qing pulled back her thoughts, looked at Song Ruye who had a look of pity in front of her, a decent smile was slightly drawn on the corner of her mouth.

"Don't laugh, it's so ugly." Song Ruye hurriedly lowered her head and blinked away the steam in her eyes, took a deep breath, held her hand tightly, and said firmly: "I will do what you say later , we must sign this contract."

As if feeling her heartfelt sincerity, Qin Qing nodded solemnly when she heard the announcement of the next group outside, "As long as you hold your head up high and cooperate with me in everything, that contract will be ours."

The replaced accompaniment wafted a heavy sense of heavy metal music in the room. As the curtain opened, a pair of tall figures slowly came into view.