Mu Wanqing returned to the apartment, put aside what happened in the past two days, and focused on work.
Yu Qiao is indeed a strong woman, and she works vigorously and resolutely. Within a few days of opening the studio, she has negotiated several new cooperation deals and received some fashion resources.
After discussing it, the two decided to recruit people.
The two of them are good at writing articles and discussing opinions, but if they want to shoot adverts for high-quality women's clothing and shoes, they need professional photographers.
Just do it.
Within two days, the studio recruited a photography enthusiast, a punk-style young man named Mark.
Mark is also a photography blogger and wants to find a part-time job to earn some extra money.
Yu Qiao wanted to save costs and did not plan to hire models for the shoot, so he turned to his partner, Mu Wanqing.
"What? I'm a model? Photograph me?" Hearing this, Mu Wanqing was shocked, "I don't know anything about the modeling industry, how can I take pictures? And I can't wear the aura of those clothes at all..."
"No, you put on your make-up properly. I've seen Mark's portraits, and they're very good." Yu Qiao made up her mind to put it on the shelves regardless of whether she wanted to or not.
After putting on makeup, Yu Qiao walked around Mu Wanqing and marveled.
"You should dress up a little and look like a dazzling pearl. You just look like an old woman." Yu Qiao praised and envyed her, "Hey, it's great to be young."
She is a few years older than Mu Wanqing. Because she takes care of her children, works, and has a part-time job all by herself, it is inevitable to stay up late and work hard. Even with the blessing of medical beauty, the traces of time can still be seen on her face.
As for Mu Wanqing, although it was hard to give birth to twins, she had been a wealthy lady for more than two years.
Even though Wen Zhan didn't care much about her in the past, food and clothing were still provided according to the standards of a wealthy family.
After giving birth to the child, a professional postpartum rehabilitation practitioner came to her home to provide services. Therefore, not only did the birth not make her look old, but because of the careful maintenance of her clothes and food, she achieved a leap in reverse growth and became more beautiful than before. .
After changing into clothes, putting on high heels and carrying her bag, Mu Wanqing instantly transformed into a fashionable and sophisticated modern girl.
Mark looked at her with astonishment in his eyes. He picked up the SLR camera and took a photo of her. He nodded with satisfaction: "Sister Qing is very suitable for being a model. I have a hunch that after taking this set of photos, the new network will Red is going to be born!”
Mu Wanqing doesn't want to be an Internet celebrity. She just wants to make money so that she can support herself now and her children in the future.
After going out for a long time to shoot, she changed her clothes ten times. Mu Wanqing was not used to wearing high heels. When she came back from the shoot, she needed someone to help her walk.
In the evening, Mark exported the photos. Yu Qiao took a quick look at them and was very satisfied. He suddenly felt that he had found a treasure!
"This hasn't been repaired yet. It will be even more amazing after a little repair!" Mark was also very excited and can't wait for the next shooting.
Mu Wanqing was not interested in these at all. She was already busy writing soft articles. Once the photos were edited and inserted, she could post them on the official account.
I thought it was just a trick, but unexpectedly, as soon as the public account article was published, Ye Huan called immediately.
"Dear, is that the model you? Oh my god! It's so beautiful! Intellectual, elegant, noble and generous, so beautiful! I placed an order for that camel coat after reading the article, just in time to give it to myself as a New Year's gift!" Ye Huan She shouted excitedly on the other end of the phone.
Mu Wanqing was speechless, "Those clothes cost four to five thousand pieces at a time. You are so willing to give up..."
Indeed, what they bought was an affordable luxury brand. A single piece of clothing cost thousands, and a coat cost four to five thousand.
She was surprised and envious that Ye Huan was still willing to buy such expensive clothes now that he was not working.
Ye Huan said nonchalantly: "I bought Chinese New Year clothes, so of course I can't be rude! Chen Haoyang brags about how successful his career is every day. If I don't dress in a classy way, how can I be worthy of him when I go back to visit relatives and friends?"
Mu Wanqing laughed after hearing this, "That's true, then buy it!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...It's mainly because you are a good model in advertising. I bet that if your ex-husband-to-be sees these photos, he will be obsessed with it and refuse to divorce you!"
"..." Mu Wanqing's face froze, and then she thought of someone who had not appeared in her world for a few days.
Speaking of which, the court date is coming again, and I wonder if Wen Zhan will play tricks this time.
If this court session fails, we will probably run out of time before the end of the year.
She was secretly anxious and wanted to get this thing done years ago so that at the beginning of the new year, she would usher in a new self and a new life.
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On the day of Laba Festival, the Wen family reunited as usual.
Jiang Lijuan called her son the day before and asked him to get off work early and take the children back to her old home.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Zhan had almost finished handling the urgent business and was packing up to leave early.
Secretary Li knocked on the door and came in. When he saw him getting up and taking his coat, he was slightly surprised: "Mr. Wen, are you leaving now?"
"Why, is there anything else?" Wen Zhan's face was pale, his eyebrows were drawn together, and he spoke in a cold tone.
These days, he has always looked like this, making the people in the CEO's office miserable.
Secretary Li observed carefully and asked tentatively: "Are you...going to find your wife?"
Wen Zhan raised his eyes and looked at her, his expression neither happy nor angry, "Why do you ask?"
Secretary Li held her cell phone, her thoughts wandering between saying something or not.
How smart a man is, he knows that there must be something going on when she hesitates to speak - and it has something to do with that woman.
His face suddenly became more impatient, and he ordered coldly: "If you have anything to say, just say it. If you don't have anything else to say, leave."
Secretary Li gritted his teeth, stepped forward, and handed over his mobile phone: "Mr. Wen, I just... saw this. This model... is his wife, right?"
Wen Zhan had just put on his coat when he heard this and his eyes fell on the secretary's cell phone. His eyes were cold and deep.
Secretary Li explained: "I have been following this official account for a while. I saw an update today. When I opened it, I didn't expect it to be a brand promotion picture taken by my wife..."
As far as she knew, several people in the office were following this official account.
This is because the author writes about emotions, film reviews, and life, with sharp and interesting concepts. He occasionally inserts soft articles and advertisements to recommend good things for life, which are both affordable and cost-effective.
Colleagues recommended each other when they saw something they liked, so several people followed it.
In other words, now everyone knows that their CEO’s wife is out in the public eye and working part-time as a model to make money.
But I have to say that the clothes recommended by my wife are really good, and they look much better when worn on her. My colleagues couldn’t help but place an order for one or two pieces after reading them.
Wen Zhan stared at the phone for five or six seconds before calmly looking away and said coldly: "Push this official account to me."
Secretary Li nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll push it right away!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the phone back and quickly operated it.
Wen Zhan straightened his coat, walked out with a pair of straight and long legs, and said: "Call me if you need anything."
Secretary Li stood there, watching the boss's striding back, and muttered: "I must go to see my wife now..."
