After rebirth, Yan Shao can't climb high

Jing Wanwan and Zhang Ling finished cleaning the inside and outside of the studio.

Zhang Ling looked at the simple studio, with three murals, a sofa against the wall, a set of desks and chairs, and nothing else.

"Miss Jing, what are you planning to sell?"

"Sell your brains."

"Ah?" Zhang Ling looked terrified, "You, are you going to sell pig brains or cow brains? Or brains from other animals?"

"Pfft!" Jing Wanwan laughed, and pointed to her head, "This is my studio, and I'm a designer."

"Sorry, I thought too much." Zhang Ling was very embarrassed.

Jing Wan patted her on the shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't lead you to do bad things."

Zhang Ling thought for a while, and asked pleasantly: "Do you want to start from scratch, starting from the bottom?"

"you can say it this way."

"Miss Jing, you are really amazing. When I first saw you, I thought you were not an ordinary person. You will definitely become a strong woman!"

Jing Wanwan patted Zhang Ling's round face lightly, "Let's work hard together."

"Well! What's my job then?"

Jing Wanwan pointed to the landline phone on the table, "Help me answer the phone, and entertain clients when they come."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Ling was an honest person, so she quickly sat down at the table and stared at the phone.

"Don't be so anxious, I haven't started taking orders yet, you can play your own."

"Ah? The rent is quite expensive, so hurry up and take the order to earn rent money!" Zhang Ling was afraid that there would be no business for a while, and both of them had to close up for a rest.

"Don't worry, take it easy now when you're not busy, and when you get busy and just answer the phone, your hands will hurt."

Zhang Ling patted her chest, "I like to be tired. I work hard to earn money and grow up. I don't want to be a salted fish!"

"Good guy, follow me and you will get your wish!"

After a while, a man poked his head in and took out his wallet.

"Hey, why don't you sell anything here?"

Jing Wanwan looked over, "Sorry, this is the studio."

"Not selling anything?"

"what do you want to buy?"

"Eat, drink, and wear clothes!"

"Sorry, I'm a designer, if you need an interior design for your home, or something, I can help you."

The man frowned, "Forget it, I'll come back when you sell something."

"..."

Jing Wanwan and Zhang Ling sent that person away strangely, followed by another person.

The man didn't even look at it as soon as he came in. He took out a few hundred dollars and said, "Please help me get a carton of pure milk, a carton of beer, and some snacks."

Jing Wanwan and Zhang Ling looked at each other, but before they could speak, five people followed.

Both men and women have to buy food and drink.

Jing Wanwan was a little numb, "Sorry everyone, I'm not a seller!"

She didn't explain what she was doing, it was obvious that this wave of people came very strangely.

Everyone looked at her strangely.

For the design of the interior and exterior of the house, it is necessary to find a decoration company, and it must be the kind of pre-sales and after-sales service that is particularly good.

Who would look for this girl's film!
So, they took a probing look at Jing Wanwan, and left without saying anything except that they agreed in their hearts that she was good-looking.

"Miss Jing, what's the matter?"

"You stay here, I'll go out and have a look."

Jing Wanwan followed them from the second floor to the first floor, and a group of people surrounded a person at the corner.

They scrambled and said: "Boss, you told us to go to that beauty store to buy things, but she doesn't sell anything!"

"It's unreliable to open a studio, do decoration or design, at a young age."

"Return the money to you, we can't take this job."

"Go away."

After finishing speaking, a group of people took out the money and put it in the hands of Senna.

The man had no time to speak, and everyone left.

"I'm going, I'm running in such a hurry, do you think I'm a fraudster?"

Jing Wanwan walked over with her arms folded, "Hey, what is Special Assistant Zhou doing?"

"Miss Jing!" Special Assistant Zhou's eyes widened, terrified, "You, why are you here?"

"Hehe." Jing Wanwan glanced at the crumpled banknote in his hand, "Don't pretend to be me."

Zhou Tezhu subconsciously shook his head, "I didn't do anything."

He put his hands behind his back, his brow sweating.

"You didn't do anything, you were so nervous that you were sweating."

"I'm not sweating nervously, I'm sweating because of the hot weather."

"Whatever you say, those people came to my store one by one just now to buy something, and they came back to give you money. You said that it has nothing to do with you. I'm afraid even a three-year-old would not believe it!"

Special Assistant Zhou: "..."

It's so annoying, this Jing Wan Wan is too difficult to deal with now, he would rather Mr. Yan assign him more work in the company.

"Are you dumb?" Jing Wanwan looked up and down next week's special assistant, "Tell me, what kind of moth does your boss want you to do?"

"Boss Yan...he is..." Zhou Tezhu glanced around, suddenly saw a car parked by the side of the road, raised his hand and pointed: "Miss Jing, Boss Yan is here, you can ask yourself!"

Jing Wanwan: "..."

This time it was her turn to be speechless.

Zhou Tezhu quickly ran to open the car door, and when Yan Tingjue came down, he said quickly: "Miss Jing has something to say to you, so I'll go back to the company first."

"Yeah." Yan Tingjue didn't feel anything was wrong, and after Zhou Tezhu drove away, he leisurely walked in front of Jing Wanwan.

"Come here to pick me up?"

Jing Wanwan frowned and looked Yan Tingjue up and down.

"You are so arrogant and arrogant, like an old emperor patrolling the world."

Yan Tingjue was stunned for a moment, "Is your tone unhappy?"

"Happy?" Jing Wanwan looked disgusted, "Why should I be happy looking at you?"

"I……"

"Hi, Miss Jing!" Yan Tingjue's words were interrupted by a hearty shout suddenly.

The two turned their heads to look together, and saw Nanmu in white casual clothes running towards him, his short blond hair was beating as he ran.

"Miss Jing, I'm not late, am I?"

Jing Wanwan nodded, "I'll go to the store and talk about it."

"Good."

Yan Tingjue looked like a wooden man, watching Jing Wanwan and Nanmu go upstairs.

He didn't understand what was going on, and he was depressed for a few seconds and followed up cheekily.

"Xiao Ling, get a bottle of water for Mr. Nan."

Jing Wanwan and Nanmu sat facing each other.

She looked at him and asked, "Are you sure you want me to design costumes for your artist?"

Nanmu looked expectant, and nodded again and again: "Yes, I just found out that you are very talented, and you have won many awards at a young age! If you hadn't married into the Yan family three years ago, you might have..."

"You also said that it was three years ago." Jing Wanwan interrupted softly, "Three years of neglect can completely destroy a person."

"No, no, no, I'm very confident!" Nanmu's eyes glowed, "If you don't want to engage in design anymore, follow me into the entertainment circle, I promise to make you famous!"

"..."

"Miss Jing, believe me, a girl like your sister can earn a lot of money in the circle, and someone like you must explode!"