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Chapter 158 She Won't Give You Her Cell Phone Number

There were twelve female models standing in front of her, and Su Qingye had to choose eight of them to be the models on stage.

At a glance, the heights of these models are not uniform but relatively average, generally around 1.7 meters 1.7 to [-] meters [-].

Su Qingye's net height is 1.7 meters [-], standing with this group of people, her temperament is not inferior to that of a professional.

Cough cough, back to the topic.

Among this group of models, there was a 1.8-meter-two young lady who stood out from the crowd and was particularly eye-catching. Su Qingye saw her at the first sight and crossed her out from the list.

She still likes an average visual experience, but if it is too tall, it will affect the perception.

Among the remaining eleven, Su Qingye set her sights on the two fair-skinned and beautiful foreign female models. Perhaps because of their racial advantages, their facial features are very three-dimensional and have a fairy spirit, so that Su Qingye couldn't help but Take a second look.

"Ziyu, I want those two." Su Qingye was like an emperor in ancient times, flipping over the cards to attend the bed, and flipping over two at a time very rudely.

"Those who didn't know thought you were expanding the harem." Meng Ziyu joked.

Su Qingye shrugged her shoulders, with a calm look, "If they want, I can do it too."

Such a good-looking young lady, give her a dozen.

Meng Qing, who was silently watching from the side, twitched the corners of his mouth, wondering if Su Qingye had an attribute that he had never understood before, that men and women could take it all?

Afterwards, Su Qingye spent almost half an hour looking at temperament, steps in the stands, and eyes, and finally selected eight female models.

It's really not easy.

In the end, Su Qingye rubbed her neck and said to Meng Ziyu, "Send me the information of these few people later, and I will contact them to come to Hera to try on clothes next week."

Meng Ziyu made an "Ok" gesture, "Okay, I'll go talk to Little Pumpkin."

"little pumpkin?"

"Oh, Little Pumpkin's real name is Zhou Nan. He is my assistant. He just graduated from university at the age of 21. Because he is too milky, I nicknamed him Little Pumpkin."

That's the way it is, but would that little boy be willing to accept such a nickname? It's strange.

At this time, Su Qingye suddenly noticed a problem, looked around, and asked, "Huh? Where's Meng Qing?"

Meng Ziyu also found out that her brother was gone, and he didn't know when he left, "I don't know, it seems to have been gone for a long time, do you feel too bored, so let's go first."

Meng Qing did leave first, but it wasn't because he was bored, but because the whole room full of women made his eyes a little confused.

He doesn't know where to put his eyes, he can't keep staring at Su Qingye, it's not good, and it will make her feel uncomfortable.

So, he simply left the room silently and went to the 16th floor.

Su Qingye and Meng Ziyu went out together, attracting the attention of several handsome male models in the training room.

There was even a male model wearing a slightly sweaty white racerback top with eight-pack abs printed on his waist and abdomen, walking towards the two of them.

Meng Ziyu tilted his head and whispered in Su Qingye's ear, "Look, you're going to provoke peach blossoms again."

"." Su Qingye thought it might not be true, "Why must it be me? Maybe it was me who came to look for you."

But Meng Ziyu showed a smile waiting to see the good show, "Let's make a bet, if you are here to find me, then I will treat you to a spa next time, if you are here to find you, then you."

She actually seriously considered the betting chips, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Then take me to meet someone."

meet someone?Before Su Qingye had time to ask her who she was seeing, the male model had already walked up to her.

Su Qingye really wanted to see who he was looking for.

The male model scratched his head shyly at Meng Ziyu, and said a little embarrassedly, "Manager Meng, I want to ask you something."

"." The smile on Meng Ziyu's face drooped suddenly, not because she hated the male model, but because she seemed to have lost the bet.

What happened, she guessed wrong? !

The smile on the corner of Su Qingye's mouth grew stronger, she opened her mouth, and silently said three words, "You lost."

Meng Ziyu curled his lips and asked resignedly, "What do you want to ask?"

The male model glanced at Su Qingye cautiously, and said, "Can I ask for the phone number of the lady next to me?"

"." This time, it was Su Qingye's turn to be dumbfounded.

what is this?His real target is her?Su Qingye received a deep blow in her heart.

It's over, she was slapped in the face as soon as she got flustered, it turned out that the person who lost the bet was herself.

The smile on the corner of Meng Ziyu's mouth bloomed wildly, and he couldn't help laughing, "You want Qingye's phone number!"

She double checks.

The male model nodded, "Can you?"

This is a symbolic request for the opinion of the superior, so as not to be inconvenient, what should I do if the question is abrupt.

"I'm fine, you can ask her, she is my best friend, Su Qingye." Meng Ziyu laughed so hard that he kicked the ball to Su Qingye.

Meng Ziyu usually gets along with these models like friends. We are all of the same age and often hang out together, so there is no air of leadership.

The male model got the approval, and immediately turned his head to greet Su Qingye, "Hi, Miss Su, can I have a cell phone number?"

At this moment, Su Qingye was still sinking in the grief of losing the bet, and did not react immediately.

At this moment, a gentle but firm voice came in and responded directly for her, "I'm sorry, she won't give you her phone number."

Su Qingye looked back suddenly, and met Meng Qing's concerned and protective eyes.

He helped her reject the male model's request, and this was exactly the answer Su Qingye was going to give.

The male model looked at Meng Qing, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

It seems that Meng Qing does not appear in M&G very often, and few people in the company know that he is the prince of this company.

Meng Qing didn't reveal her identity, but stood beside Su Qingye and said, "I'm her brother."

The younger sister on the side is watching the show with her hands.

Oh, it turned out to be my brother.

If I didn't know, I thought it was my boyfriend!Look at his posture of protecting the calf just now!It just feels a little subtle.

"It's like this. I just want to get to know Miss Su and make friends, nothing else." The male model was very polite.

And Meng Qing also responded as gentle as jade, "I'm sorry, it still doesn't work."

This can be called an iron wall defense!

Su Qingye couldn't help sighing, it felt good to have her brother standing by her side, and it saved a lot of trouble.

The male model was helpless, so he bowed to Su Qingye in apologetic manner, "Sorry for the trouble."

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