Volume 239 Little Thief~Please Subscribe for Tickets! Blistering with Snot!

Now that the fans who asked for their autographs have said so, why is there any hesitation?

Several onlookers around, seeing such a scene, suddenly realized that who would come out without a few lipsticks.

So the scene began to undress one after another, those with silk scarves took off their silk scarves, and those without silk scarves took out their handkerchiefs.

Before the lobby manager came out to rescue him, everyone waited and lined up consciously.

What's the situation now? Forget it, line up consciously.

The lobby manager, as the only male present, consciously adjusted his appearance and stood at the end of the line. The small handkerchief in his pocket was white, which was fine.

Qin Guan's signing speed is not slow, and the customers present are not idlers. When they come into close contact with their idols, they will politely leave with their autographs as a thank you.

Only the talkative girl kept talking about different topics, which added a bit of fun to Qin Guan's boring signature.

"Oh, there are two more. Your signature is really good-looking. Although you can't tell that it looks like a man, it doesn't matter. The signatures of all the stars can't tell why."

"Well, by the way, should I leave you a business card out of courtesy, even though your industry has nothing to do with my company."

"But if you need help or something, you can call me. There are many friends and many ways..."

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Sister Xue twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she had been brainwashed by this girl, she took the exquisite business card she handed over.

At this time, Qin Guan had already signed the last fan's autograph, which was the lobby manager in a neat suit.

For the convenience of his position, he secretly stuffed Qin Guan with a few free meal coupons while handing out the handkerchief. When Qin Guan saw the gift in his hand clearly, his eyebrows and eyes immediately raised, good man.

When Qin Guan kindly gave the lobby manager a parting hug, the excited buddy was already weak when he left.

The talkative girl stared enviously at the direction in which the lobby manager left, and muttered in a low voice: "You're too cunning, gender advantage."

Qin Guan smiled and reminded this funny fan who stayed until the end: "We are leaving, thank you for your business card, we will contact you if necessary."

After speaking, he blinked at the talkative girl, and followed Sister Xue to push the door out of Chenxi Department Store.

Talking girl was hit in the heart by Qin Guan's blink of an eye, what should I do? His face was blushing, how could he look so good-looking!

As soon as Sister Xue and Qin Guan went out, Qin Guan couldn't help but feel worried. Before he knew it, he became an idol who could be easily recognized on the street, and his life might be difficult in the future.

Sister Xue couldn't tolerate Qin Guan thinking too much, and after he got in the car, she threw the business card that the girl handed over to him just now: "I can't tell that the girl just now is the general agent of a foreign brand in China, but it's a pity that the same industry as yours Not at all sideways."

Qin Guan picked up the business card, on which was imprinted the very familiar trademark of Qin Guan in his previous life.

He also misses a few big bold characters, printed on it: "American Stanley" general agent in China - He Qian.

I really didn't see that this young girl was so courageous to become the agent of the top machinery brand in the United States, which is still the same as Qin Guan in the previous life.

Qin Guan grinned reminiscently, pulled out the business card holder he was carrying, and added He Qian's business card into it, not knowing when it would be available.

As time goes by, Fanghua gets drunk.

Qu Xuemei, who was carrying a large backpack, followed the scattered crowd and left the venue shortly after the media meeting of Citizen's press conference ended.

She hastily started the notebook on the parking lot, and drove back to her editorial agency in a hurry.

In the car, Qu Xuemei's hands and palms were still sweating, Qu Xuemei, who had been stern in front of others all her life, turned out to be a thief today.

Don't ask her why she stuffed Qin Guan's clothes into the bag as soon as her head got hot. Her head is also in a mess now, okay?

Qu Xuemei pushed open the door of her office, and under the surprised eyes of the assistant clerks, she pushed the door with a serious expression without saying a word, and entered her private office.

As the door of the small room was slowly closed, Qu Xuemei lowered all the floor-to-ceiling glass blinds, and she sat down on the sofa in a rather despondent manner.

It took a full minute for Qu Xuemei to let out a sigh of relief. She slowly unzipped the lv bag and took out Qin Guan's suit, which was rolled up in a simple plastic bag.

She frowned in distaste. She had never taken anything used by others since she was a child, let alone what was held in her hand was a man's thing.

Qu Xuemei felt a little inexplicably angry. She glanced at the suit jacket in her hand, and threw it very chicly into the oversized trash can beside the desk.

The plastic bag thrown out by 'Dang' was skewed on the side of the trash can, and it entered the bucket accurately.

Qu Xuemei straightened up and stood up from the sofa, and sat down on the chair in front of the desk in a few steps. I haven't dealt with anything today, let's hurry up and work.

But I can't help but turn my gaze to the trash can that I usually don't pay attention to.

Qu Xuemei bit her lip unwillingly, lifted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and kicked the trash can by the table.

With some distaste, she squeezed out the plastic bag of the clothes with the tips of her two little fingers, and put them on the shelf of old magazines next to her.

Qu Xuemei picked up the phone on the table, dialed an extension number, and when the phone was answered, she ordered, "Come into my office."

The second secretary outside the house knocked on the door rather nervously and entered the editor's office, and saw Qu Xuemei pointing to the plastic bag on the shelf and ordered: "Send the clothes inside to the dry cleaner, and take them back after ironing."

When the second secretary heard that it was an insignificant job, he couldn't help but let go of the nervousness in his heart, obediently agreed, and took away the crumpled suit bag.

Qu Xuemei didn't turn on the computer on the desk until her assistant closed the door. She opened the email that she had hesitated for a long time. With the operation of the mouse, the attachment was opened, and it turned out to be Qin Guan's ppt file inside.

Qu Xuemei filled in Citizen's name on the endorsement brand information, her fingers hesitated for a long time on the send button, and she still sent out the e-mail that had been suppressed for a long time.

I have already left to take care of this model named Qin Guan, the rest of the road is good or bad, it depends on his own luck.

At this time, Qin Guanke was completely unaware of what was happening around him, because the time for the qualification examination to go abroad was approaching.

Qin Guan will not be distracted by small things now, not to mention that his next job is the biggest test of his modeling career.

Begging for a monthly ticket with a snotty nose... When I wake up... The world is turned upside down, and the powerful people on the monthly ticket list behind me are staring at each other... Take a broken basket and ask... Do you have a ticket? ... background music cabbage

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