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"How much is Feng Ziyan's face worth?" Zhou was caught off guard by her question.

"Qingzhou, you can't say that, and you can't calculate the debt like that." Zhou urgently wanted to explain.

"Don't worry, I really came here to work, not to criticize you. Moreover, you gave me a guarantee in front of so many people. As for whether the real me in your heart is worth it or not, it doesn't matter. " Lu Qingzhou's expression was calm, there was no hint of displeasure. Her state of mind relaxed a little.

"Qingzhou, I grew up in the United States. I don't understand what you mean. Can you speak frankly?" Zhou Tong smiled. Since she was the wife of Director Feng, and the most important thing was that she was an artiste that Hai Yan had once brought with her. He was now unwilling to offend any of his friends regardless of their identity.

"What I mean is, I'll take care of Feng Ziyan right now, so what can you do to me? Perhaps, it was fine for Hai Yan to have some face. "I know that you've already given my job to someone else, so I'll take the identity of Mrs. Feng and continue with your last contract." Lu Qingzhou's meaning was very clear.

Zhou heaved a sigh of relief. He thought that Lu Qingzhou had come to cause trouble, but fortunately, it was not. Otherwise, he really didn't know how to explain himself to Hai Yan.

"If you understand, then I understand. Aiyo, my little light boat, don't threaten me like this. If you threaten me like this, my heart and liver will jump out." Zhou Weiqing waved his hand with an exaggerated expression.

"No, I'm not threatening you." Lu Qingzhou sighed in her heart. There was nothing she could do.

Zhou grimaced. He seemed to be at a loss on what to do.

"Alright, I won't say anymore. Didn't I say to ask you to continue the previous contract? Don't think too much into it, I'm just joking with you. " No matter how easy Lu Qingzhou's words were, Zhou would not dare to deal with it carelessly.

"Alright, arrangements, arrangements will be made immediately." Zhou felt his palms were sweating. He didn't know why, but he felt that the feeling Lu Qingzhou gave him was wrong.

Zhou sat back in his office in front of his computer. He called out a series of activity schedules and typed out a copy of it from his printer to Lu Qingzhou.

"Here." Zhou brought it in front of Lu Qingzhou.

"Is this mine?" Lu QingZhou felt a little dizzy looking at the densely packed schedule on his watch.

"This is the schedule for all the fashion shows in the company. Pick out the time you have left and I'll design it for you again. I guarantee that you won't reject it if it gets too popular." Zhou exaggeratedly drew circles in the air.

"The clothes are well-designed because you, as a designer, are too popular to refuse." Lu Qingzhou's words pierced through his exaggeration.

"Cough, cough, cough." Zhou embarrassedly covered it up with a cough: "If you wear my red design, you'll be even redder. At most, you can find some reporters to advertise and post on Weibo, find a bunch of trolls to praise and raise your popularity. You'll be able to grow even more by borrowing my fame. A win-win situation is definitely a win-win situation for you." He crossed his hands and flicked ten fingers at each other to relieve the pressure in his heart.

"Deal." Surprisingly, Lu QingZhou reached out his hand towards his palm and said: "Hey, FIVE."

Zhou's palm went numb from her smacking. She was smiling so hard that even her heart was trembling.

For the next week, Lu Qingzhou flew around the world with Zhou Quan. Although every trip was tough, every time she went up onto the stage in her best condition.

Zhou asked the professional model to teach her how to perform, and Lu Qingzhou worked very hard. During the show, Zhou was surprised to discover that Lu Qingzhou was not only the one who started out as the principal's wife, or even that she only had a playful little pet. He did not think much of her, but she was really out of his league, and the surprises that Lu Qingzhou gave him were not little more than surprises.

When a reporter found out that the one who was at the center of Zhou's international dress show was Lu Qingzhou, he took pictures with great enthusiasm. After she left, she followed Zhou, and since that text message she sent to Lu Qingzhou did not receive a reply, she did not send a single text message to him again.

When Feng Ziyan received the news about Lu Qingzhou, it was in the Hong Kong Fashion Week. The cover was a photo of Lu Qingzhou's T stage show. He did not even know that she had come to Hong Kong.

Feng Ziyan looked at Lu Qingzhou, who was dressed boldly and sexy. She was completely different from the pure image that the company had created for her in the past. In the past, the company had made her play the villain, Xiao San, but they had also thought of a lot of twists and turns, making the audience feel more sympathy for her than hate her. But now, this sexy and seductive model in the magazine was not his wife at all.

"Bang!"

Feng Ziyan slammed the magazine on the glass coffee table, leaned back against the sofa, and stared at the ceiling. His throat moved up and down as he stared at the ceiling. He stayed in one position.

"Director Feng, you can begin." Chen Xuanhe, the president of a well-known Hong Kong suit, was whispering in Feng Ziyan's ear.

Feng Ziyan's eyes remained open and unmoving.

"Boss Feng, Boss Feng?" Chen Xuanhe called out twice more.

Feng Ziyan's eyes froze for another half a minute. Then, without any warning, Chen Xuanhe abruptly straightened his body and quickly stood up.

"Feng, Director Feng." Chen Xuanhe took two steps back in fear.

"I'm not taking any photos today. I have business to attend to."

Feng Ziyan tidied up her suit and walked straight out. Chen Xuanhe stared at his back as it gradually disappeared, speechless.

While Feng Ziyan walked outside, she took out her phone and made a call. On the other end of the phone, Zhou Quan was just finishing a period of rest. When her phone rang, the two words "Director Feng" appeared on the screen and he quickly picked it up.

"QingZhou came to Hong Kong with you?" Feng Ziyan cut straight to the point without even greeting her.

"Ah, yes, Director Feng." Zhou was curious in his heart. Did Feng Ziyan not know that Lu Qingzhou would come to Hong Kong?

"Send your seat to me, where's the performance for tonight?" At first, Feng Ziyan wanted to pretend that she did not know anything, but the image of Lu Qingzhou was still lingering in his mind like a ghost. He couldn't ignore the fact that she had come. Even if he didn't tell her, he wanted to see her.

"It's already been sent by WeChat." Zhou picked up his Orchid Finger and just as he was about to raise his hand, he put it back down. It was hard to change the habit he had for many years, but Hai Yan didn't like him being so sissy, so he felt it was better to slowly correct it. Originally, he did not want to interfere in private matters, but Hai Yan still cared a lot about Lu Qingzhou, so he could not help but add: "Boss Feng, do you want to inform Madam Feng?"

Feng Ziyan rejected him almost immediately: "No need." Finally, he thought about it and said, "I just wanted to give her a surprise."