Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

Thinking of this person, Lu Mingcheng didn't know how to get back to her for a while.

He felt a little uncomfortable, but soon the feeling disappeared.

Without a response from him, Jiang Qiuyi sent a question mark: [You have no impression? 】

Lu Mingcheng: [Hmm. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [...Your memory is really bad. 】

Lu Mingcheng: [. 】

Jiang Qiuyi didn't talk to him much, but after a few words, he turned his attention back to business affairs.

For the first time, she was serious about being a boss, and couldn't mess things up. Although there may be no way to make others look at her with admiration, at least take it seriously.

Jiang Qiuyi was busy for a long time, and after communicating with Sheng Ying's team, he decided on the plan.

After confirming that Sheng Ying came to the rescue, relevant personnel discussed it for a long time.

The former editor-in-chief of the magazine has resigned, and no newcomers have come.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't care about this either. She looked down on the aesthetics of the magazine's editor-in-chief before.

The cover of Yu Hao is really ugly.

The creative director is young and thoughtful.

However, the magazine had no money before and couldn't perform well.

When Jiang Qiuyi came, she had a lot of ideas.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Sheng Ying's agent said that he lowered his worth and came to shoot our magazine cover, and the treatment should not be too bad."

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "I know this."

She was curious and asked: "Do they have any requirements for clothing brands?"

The creative director nodded and whispered: "They want blue blood super-season clothing."

"High-definition series?"

The creative director was stunned and shook his head: "There is no requirement for this, but only that I want a blue blood super season."

Jiang Qiuyi understood, nodded and said, "This is no problem."

Creative Director: "Really?"

"Yeah." Jiang Qiuyi wrote down, "what else do you have?"

The creative director looked directly at Jiang Qiuyi, just like the savior.

She opened her lips and said a few more important points.

"Photographer, they want the one who was very popular on Weibo some time ago."

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback, and said in surprise: "Who?"

The creative director said a name, and Ding Ke quickly searched out the information and showed it to Jiang Qiuyi.

After reading it, Jiang Qiuyi said, "Do you have his contact information? Can you please come?"

"It can be," Ding Yiling replied, "but he asked quite a lot."

Jiang Qiuyi lightly licked her lower lip, "What's the requirement?"

"The requirements of the shooting environment are not low."

Jiang Qiuyi said with an "um", waved his hand and said: "Go to contact, all requirements and conditions are not a problem, not even money."

Everyone was silent.

I saw the boss's wealth and wealth again.

Arranged, it's almost time for get off work.

Jiang Qiuyi saw that there was nothing wrong, and was about to clean up and get off work, but Ding Ke stopped her.

"Mr. Jiang, in terms of clothing, do I contact me here?"

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her and thought for a while and said, "Do you have any contact information?"

"Yes." Ding Ke explained: "I have borrowed clothes from them before, but all we borrowed are out-of-season, and we haven't borrowed the latest ones."

Their magazine has not enough face.

Jiang Qiuyi smiled and looked at her: "Then tell the other party that it is Sheng Ying who wants to wear it. Let's see how they deal with it."

Ding Ke's eyes lit up: "Yes, then I ask now?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded.

After getting through the phone, the other party's attitude is not very warm.

Jiang Qiuyi listened to the side and twisted his eyebrows.

"No?"

Ding Ke asked, "Ms. Sheng Yingsheng wants to wear it and cannot borrow it, right?"

Replied over there: "Sorry, there are no super-season clothes in the store right now."

After speaking, I hung up the phone over there.

"..."

Ding Ke didn't know how to look at Jiang Qiuyi.

"Mr. Jiang, I don't think I can borrow it."

Jiang Qiuyi was silent, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the brand manager.

Three minutes later, the fixed telephone in front of Ding Ke rang.

She connected, surprised: "Hello, is this the manager?"

Ding Ke hurriedly responded, "Yes, yes, I'm Mr. Jiang's assistant. It's Mr. Sheng who wants to wear it. Do you have clothes on loan to provide?"

"Of course there is no problem." The manager said: "Is it necessary tomorrow? What time is it, I will ask the staff to send it to you."

Ding Ke opened his mouth and looked at Jiang Qiuyi, who was calm next to him. He suppressed his unexpected eyes, and said softly, "Nine o'clock in the morning, is it convenient for you?"

Manager: "Of course no problem."

The manager smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but the unfamiliar staff member just answered the phone. She didn't know that there are these two clothes in the store."

Ding Ke: "I understand."

Everyone knows the rules of the industry.

Some artists are unpopular and famous, and brands are unwilling to lend. Some magazines can’t afford to lend them.

After communicating well, Ding Ke looked at Jiang Qiuyi: "Mr. Jiang, what have you done?"

Jiang Qiuyi said "Ah" and said with a smile: "Sent a message to their manager."

She is a top member of their brand, just borrow a few sets of clothes, they will not refuse.

If you really can't borrow it, Jiang Qiuyi can buy it.

What's more, those who can be brand managers are not fools. They will consider the identity of the customer and the identity of the person who wears the clothes. It is not surprising that they will be loaned after the measurement.

After listening, Ding Ke's adoration of Jiang Qiuyi took it to the next level.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at her and exhorted: "I remember tomorrow at nine o'clock, where is the shooting location? I will shoot in the afternoon and go to the field in the morning."

Ding Ke wrote down one by one: "I know, we will arrange for someone to go there."

Jiang Qiuyi said "Um" and looked at the time: "Go and ask everyone if everything is arranged properly."

Ding Ke looked at her: "Huh?"

Jiang Qiuyi said: "I have booked a restaurant and will take you to dinner in the evening."

Ding Ke: "!"

Looking at her visibly bright eyes, Jiang Qiuyi tapped her head with a pen: "Hurry up and ask. If I ask, I will take you over."

"it is good!"

The restaurant was ordered by Lu Mingcheng and Xu Chen. It is a barbecue restaurant in the city center.

The barbecue in this restaurant is very special and tastes very good.

The daily supply of beef is limited, and there are not many guests. There is a limit.

Most people come over and have to make an appointment in advance.

The magazine has more than 20 employees, not many, but not many.

Xu Chen helped to book a large box that can accommodate all the employees of the magazine.

When Jiang Qiuyi took everyone to the door, the colleagues looked at each other and said in surprise: "Mr. Jiang, shall we eat here tonight?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Can you?"

"of course can."

Someone said in a low voice, "But Mr. Jiang, it seems that you need to make an appointment in advance."

Jiang Qiuyi didn't speak yet, Ding Yiling said, "Do you think Jiang always has no appointment?"

After contacting for so long, Ding Yiling became more and more convinced that as long as Jiang Qiuyi wanted to do, there was nothing she couldn't do. This woman was terrifying.

Jiang Qiuyi smiled. As soon as he arrived at the door, the manager of the restaurant greeted him with a smile on his face and said, "Is it Ms. Jiang?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded.

The manager motioned: "Please here."

Jiang Qiuyi led a group of people in.

After sitting down, everyone looked around. The barbecue restaurant is also very well decorated and private.

This restaurant is not like the kind of barbecue restaurant that you can usually see. In terms of decoration and style, it is a bit similar to Japanese barbecue restaurants.

The beef it can provide is even more delicious, which is unforgettable after eating it.

Jiang Qiuyi handed them the menu, and said softly, "Order whatever."

Ding Yiling glanced at her, "Then I'll order it first."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Order it."

Seeing the price, many people dare not start.

There are thousands of meat on a plate, this is gold.

After waiting quietly for a while, Jiang Qiuyi took the passed menu and couldn't laugh or cry: "Why didn't you order?"

"Mr. Jiang, these are enough."

Jiang Qiuyi looked at the crowd and said lightly: "Don't worry, eat whatever you want. You still can't eat me. Can you understand that?"

No one dared to say anything.

Ding Yiling looked at Jiang Qiuyi and asked in a low voice, "Can I tell you about your Weibo?"

Jiang Qiuyi: "...Yes."

Ding Yiling coughed and looked at everyone: "Do you know who she is on Weibo?"

"Who is it?"

Ding Yiling: "Just the one I wanted to ask her to be a buyer in our magazine, Jiang Xiaoqiu."

Everyone: "What?"

"Are you the one who drew hundreds of thousands of prizes?"

"Is that you?"

"..."

Seeing that everyone was finally active, Jiang Qiuyi nodded and said, "It's me."

She lifted her cheek and said, "So now everyone can order food? Don't treat me as the boss after get off work. Except for treating me as the boss when you pay the bill, I should be about the same age as you, so you can be more casual."

Ding Yiling: "Yes, please feel free to everyone."

She envied: "Anyway, eating can't break her."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

Because of Ding Yiling's popular science, colleagues in the magazine gradually let go.

They began to order food and watched Jiang Qiuyi's expression from time to time.

Jiang Qiuyi didn't show any discomfort from beginning to end. After ordering what he wanted, he lowered his head to play on his mobile phone. He had no opinion on the fact that everyone was making a fuss about eating.

The meat is brought up.

Someone started roasting.

Ding Ke looked at it and whispered: "How much does this piece of meat cost? I'm a little bit reluctant to eat it."

Ding Yiling: "Let's eat, you will still be angry if you don't eat ginger."

Ding Ke: "..."

Let's talk while eating.

The effort of one meal has brought many people closer.

Jiang Qiuyi chatted with them, heard a lot of news from magazines, and learned more about it in the same way.

At the back, the manager knocked on the door and came in and sent two bottles of wine from the store.

"Miss Jiang, we prepared this for you."

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Thank you."

The manager leaned slightly: "Then don't disturb everyone's meals."

After the manager went out, someone looked at the wine he brought in and curiously said, "I saw this wine on the Internet. It is said to be the treasure of this store."

"No way?"

Jiang Qiuyi motioned: "Let's open it, everyone drink less, and you have to go to work tomorrow."

Everyone cheered.

This meal took more than two hours.

When leaving the scene, Jiang Qiuyi gave everyone a warning, and when he got home, he went to the work group to say something before getting in the car and leaving.

After watching her go, a group of people looked at each other and began to sigh with emotion.

"Our magazine, what kind of rich lady is here."

"Oh my God, the most important thing is that she is very talkative, she doesn't have any airs."

"Don't you think Mr. Jiang is very beautiful?"

"I feel it." Someone responded, "But I like her money better than her beauty."

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi sneezed shortly after getting in the car.

She rubbed the tip of her nose without paying too much attention.

Jiang Qiuyi was really tired after a day's work.

Although she didn't do anything in the magazine, she was a little tired.

Jiang Qiuyi closed his eyes and was about to rest when Li Miao's international call came.

"how is it going?"

Li Miao said excitedly: "How did it feel to go to work on the first day?"

Jiang Qiuyi laughed: "Tired."

She said: "I found that going to work is really not a human thing."

Li Miao Haha Event: "Fortunately, I just want to be a vase and don't want to go to work."

Jiang Qiuyi was speechless.

She also wanted to be a salted fish and a vase. Unfortunately, she is not as lucky as Li Miao.

But compared to others, she is already lucky.

Thinking of this, Jiang Qiuyi raised her lower lip silently: "I exercise myself."

She said softly: "I hope I can be independent one day."

Li Miao silently praised her: "I support you."

She knows Jiang Qiuyi and knows that she is not a person who is willing to hide in the Lu family for the rest of her life. She has many thoughts and ideas. As long as she is willing to try, there are unlimited possibilities in the future.

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "Okay."

She said, "How do you feel over there?"

Li Miao sighed: "It's not bad. The scenery is good everywhere. The only bad thing is that you are not there."

Jiang Qiuyi couldn't laugh or cry: "It's good to go shopping over there, so have a lot of fun."

She looked at her, "Will you come back after Chinese New Year?"

"Return."

Li Miao said: "We come back the day after tomorrow, and Huo Xun has something to do."

"Have his parents come back?"

Li Miao shook his head: "They said they were too lazy to toss and they would spend the New Year here."

Huo Xun's parents are both in Switzerland, and the conditions there are better in all aspects, suitable for recuperation.

Jiang Qiuyi nodded and said with a smile: "Then come back quickly and take you to work in my magazine."

Li Miao: "Good idea, please ask me to be the fashion consultant of your magazine."

Jiang Qiuyi said bluntly: "That may not be able to please."

Li Miao snorted: "You don't need a salary, just buy me a few more bags."

"..." Jiang Qiuyi choked, and said frankly: "You have a bag. It is the salary of a magazine fashion consultant for several years, right?"

Li Miao choked.

The two chatted for a while, and the car stopped in front of the house.

Jiang Qiuyi got out of the car and entered the house, but did not hang up the phone with Li Miao.

She remembered the key point and shared with Li Miao: "By the way, our magazine will shoot a cover for an artist in the circle tomorrow. Guess who it is."

"Who?"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "Sheng Ying."

"Fuck!"

In an instant, Li Miao's scream sounded in the living room.

Just as Lu Mingcheng came down from the stairs, he heard the voice of Jiang Qiuyi and Li Miao talking.

"Oh my God! Is it really him? Isn't your magazine famous, why can you invite him."

Jiang Qiuyi said twice: "Do you remember my cousin, Yu Shu introduced to me."

Li Miao: "Fuck. Why did I forget her."

She whimpered: "I want to go home tomorrow!"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled: "Then Huo should not agree."

Li Miao wailed twice, looked at her and said, "Well then, you should go to the filming location tomorrow, right?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded.

Li Miao looked at her with bright eyes and smiled and said, "Then you can take a few more pictures with him, and ask me for two autographs by the way."

This is a trivial matter, Jiang Qiuyi directly promised: "If he doesn't refuse, I will give it to you."

"Row."

Before hanging up the phone, Li Miao did not forget to express his joy. Li Miao doesn't actually follow stars much, but watches movies. Some artists, they will not chase crazy, and will not pay attention to it, but it doesn't mean they don't like it.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qiuyi found someone standing not far away.

She was stunned and looked at Lu Mingcheng: "When did you get down?"

She remembered that when she entered the house, there was no one in the house, and even Uncle Xu went to rest.

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her and said lightly: "It's been a long time since I came down, you haven't seen it."

In his tone, there was sourness that he hadn't even noticed.

Jiang Qiuyi said "Oh" without paying too much attention.

"maybe."

She rubbed her eyes and walked to the kitchen, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to drink water?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Yeah."

Jiang Qiuyi drank some wine, this would still be a little dizzy.

She took two cups, and just about to receive water, a man's voice came from next to her again.

"Got drunk?"

Jiang Qiuyi shook his head: "No, just a little dizzy."

Lu Mingcheng stared at her for a while, then pulled her away, "I'll do it."

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi didn't refuse, and stood beside him obediently.

Lu Mingcheng poured her a glass of water first, and finally asked, "Will you drink sober tea?"

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at the time, "Uncle Xu has rested, don't wake people up, stop drinking."

Lu Mingcheng paused for a moment, then said in silence for a moment: "I'll cook."

"?"

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback for a moment, and looked at him by mistake: "What did you say?"

Lu Mingcheng expressionlessly said, "I'll cook, you say by the side."

"..."

Three minutes later, Jiang Qiuyi looked at Lu Mingcheng's clumsy appearance and couldn't help himself.

"You should stand beside me." She said helplessly: "I will do it myself."

Lu Mingcheng was speechless.

After the sober tea was cooked, Jiang Qiuyi stood in the kitchen and blew, a little tired.

"It's still a bit hot, I'll drink it later."

Lu Mingcheng: "Yeah."

He took it and said quietly: "Let's go."

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned, "Where are we going?"

"Aren't you going back to the room to take a shower?"

Jiang Qiuyi blinked and didn't move. She did intend to go back to the room to take a shower, but Lu Mingcheng's posture...how it looked like he was going to accompany her back to the room.

Jiang Qiuyi pondered for a long while, looking at him: "Are you done with things?"

"Ok."

Jiang Qiuyi raised his eyebrows and said casually: "Then it's quite early today."

Lu Mingcheng made a deep voice and reminded her: "It's half past ten."

It's late.

Jiang Qiuyi: "It's pretty early, you used to be busy until twelve o'clock."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

Suddenly tired.

After Jiang Qiuyi finished speaking, he went upstairs in advance.

Lu Mingcheng glanced at the cup in his hand and then returned to the room.

He has taken a bath.

When Jiang Qiuyi drank the sober tea after washing, Lu Mingcheng was lying on the bed and reading.

Jiang Qiuyi glanced at the book she couldn't understand.

She opened the quilt and went to bed, not forgetting to climb on Weibo to take a look.

With regard to Yu Hao, the heat of the meeting dropped in the afternoon. It's not a big-name artist, and there won't be too many people paying attention.

Jiang Qiuyi took a look. Although his fans were still protesting, they were ignored.

She watched for a while and found nothing interesting. She was about to quit, and her phone shook. It was a message from Sheng Ying's team.

Check with her about clothing issues.

In an instant, Jiang Qiuyi sat up from the bed.

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her excited look, his eyebrows jumped: "News from Sheng Ying?"

Inexplicably, this person's name popped out of his mind.

It was also very strange, so I asked it.

"...?"

Jiang Qiuyi was stunned and nodded: "Yeah, his group--"

Before the latter words were spoken, Lu Mingcheng suddenly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, completely not intending to listen to her.

Jiang Qiuyi blinked, very at a loss.

When did she offend Lu Mingcheng?