Chapter 252

She didn't coax Wang Qiong. She really started to contact cosmetics when she was 15 or 16 years old. She was all brought by Li Aomei.

Li Aomei, from a small age to a metropolis, is very well dressed and will take her with her.

Wang Qiong disagreed, "no, even if I don't make up today, I'll make you up and beat those people in the face. I'll search the Internet to see if there is a makeup artist nearby."

Then she turned on her cell phone again.

Fu Zhiran sneered, "ha ha, fat and ugly pig become fairy?"

Wang Qiong children's shoes shaking hands, she looked up at Fu Zhiran, a touch of guilt flashed from her eyes, "who... Who said you are fat and ugly?"

Fu Zhiran pouted, "I don't know which pig passed it on. I must be jealous of my baby's natural beauty."

Wang Qiong nodded with a smile, "sure."

Her line of sight quickly returned to the mobile phone screen, concentrate on looking for makeup artist.

Fu Zhiran didn't pay attention to her. She went to finish the rest of the manuscript, and then opened the chat software. As she expected, all the news came from the new author group of their annual meeting.

She opened it and browsed it again. Everyone showed their makeup photos. With the beauty camera, it seems that everyone's face is online.

"How come the king and dyed blue face haven't come down yet?"

Fu Zhiran is about to turn off the dialog box when a new message comes. When she sees her name, she takes a look.

It was the editor who asked her and Wang Qiong why they hadn't gone down. She hasn't bubbled in this group up to now.

After thinking about it, she decided to reply, "konjac has been waiting for a long time. We'll be here in a moment."

"Lan Yan, you are finally bubbling. We all think you are shy. I'm sorry to meet you."

"I don't have any manuscripts. I've been forced to write the code till now, but I'll meet you soon."

"If you don't come down, konjac will ask eight lift sedan to pick you up."

As soon as Fu Zhiran appeared, the news in the group began to boil again. In Fu Zhiran's eyes, each one was more or less ironic or waiting to see a good play.

She pretended not to understand, made a sweat expression, then closed the dialog box.

Think about what they heard in the elevator and you know how much they want to see her make a fool of themselves.

Ah!

I've already recruited so many enemies before I've met her. It's still LAN Jingyan's fault for paying her two million yuan for so much hatred.

It's so boring.

"Then you'll be right here."

"As long as you have good technology, money is not a problem."

"That's a deal. Take your tools and get to the hotel in 15 minutes."

"Well, I'll see you later."

After making many phone calls, she finally found the makeup artist. Wang Qiong was relieved and hung up the phone. She urged Fu Zhiran to prepare quickly. The makeup artist will come soon. I'll go to the toilet first

Has been holding for a long time, said she rushed into the toilet, closed the door.

Fu Zhiran takes advantage of the fact that the make-up artist has not come yet, and takes out the dress first to put it on.

She stood in front of the Sutra and pulled her skirt. She was very satisfied with the effect, but she was still a little frustrated.

Because so far, she is not sure who bought the dress. Is it really Yun Mu Su?

Ding Dong

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.