She dominates the entertainment industry with her disaster system

Be Su Lingxi's assistant?

Her?

Bai Zhiwei couldn't help feeling a little nervous as she was suddenly thrown into such an unfamiliar space by her agent.

But she also knew that she had to seize the opportunity before her.

It is better to help Su Lingxi do odd jobs than to run errands for Zhao Shuang.

After all, the latter's fashion treatment can be said to be the first in Asia.

Whatever you do, it doesn't matter.

Bai Zhiwei took a deep breath and followed Yang Qian to the rows of clothes hangers.

"In the next period of time, you will listen to Jiajia's instructions." Yang Qian patted her on the shoulder, handed her to Qi Jiajia, and immediately walked towards the door without stopping.

The next second, Delphine Arno, dressed in a silver dress, walked in from the door.

In just a moment, Bai Zhiwei could clearly feel that the originally quiet atmosphere in the VIP room became turbulent.

She watched Su Lingxi walk up to him with a smile and hug the Dior president.

Should I say she is indeed a movie star? She looks so pretty when she smiles...

Bai Zhiwei thought randomly and felt like she was about to get drunk even before she drank.

"New here?" Qi Jiajia handed her the assistant bag and whispered, "Remember, be efficient and gentle—she doesn't like any noise in her resting place."

"Prepare the aloe vera juice, and pass it to her when she looks over here."

Jia Jia was busy sorting out the haute couture dress and shoes sent by Dior, so this kind of small matter could only be entrusted to Bai Zhiwei.

Bai Zhiwei followed the instructions, took out a delicate straw cup from her assistant's bag, poured most of the aloe vera juice into it, covered it with a lid, and carefully waited in the corner with the cup.

After a while, the actress raised her eyes and looked over.

Bai Zhiwei held her breath, walked nervously to the sofa, bent down and handed the straw cup to Su Lingxi who was talking quietly with Arno.

Su Lingxi took the cup and glanced at her quickly with an elegant smile on her lips, but said nothing. She quickly looked away and continued to chat enthusiastically with the person opposite in French.

Although Bai Zhiwei had spent some time in Paris, her French level was only sufficient for daily communication, and she could not understand most of the professional terms in their conversation.

Of course, not understanding did not stop her from secretly admiring the film queen Su Da's ease when socializing with others in the corner.

Her French level is as high as that of a native speaker. No wonder Delphine is so enthusiastic about her, she is such an amazing person.

Bai Zhiwei's idle state did not last long. Five minutes later, she was taken by Qi Jiajia to start her official life as a "one-day assistant".

Helping to pass water and carry bags is the basic task, and she also has to wait on her to try on more than a dozen haute couture dresses and hundreds of pairs of high heels of different styles - this kind of scene is almost something Bai Zhiwei has never seen since her debut.

Just to choose a look for the show, Dior sent hundreds of products one after another, and did not hesitate to send more than a dozen expensive haute couture dresses for her to choose from.

As expected, she is worthy of being the legendary global spokesperson most favored by President Dior.

As an assistant, she not only had to run around in the VIP room, but also had to follow Jia Jia and others to return the clothes and shoes that had not been selected when Su Lingxi was preparing to enter. She had basically no time to rest.

"Where's that gold diamond choker from the Delicat collection? This dress must be paired with it!"

"Adjust the chain around your waist, and the rose and chain on your chest."

"The ends of your hair could be curled a little more. Let's do it again."

"earrings……"

Before entering the venue, several assistants surrounded Su Lingxi backstage and carefully checked every detail of the dress, striving to create a perfect and eye-catching look for her from her hair to her heels.

Only after watching the people enter did Bai Zhiwei and the others feel relieved.

But...

Bai Zhiwei gently wiped the sweat off her face with a tissue, her eyes fixed on Su Lingxi, who was sitting side by side with Delphine Arnaud in the center of the first row.

The black and gold dress she was wearing was very dazzling in the dark. The gold chain matched the black tube top skirt, and was embellished with feathers, rose diamonds and pearls. The gold chain went around her shoulders and wrapped around her waist, making her look enchanting and gorgeous.

She sat there quietly, like a mysterious and noble black swan, sexy and elegant, only occasionally revealing a charming smile.

The more Bai Zhiwei looked at her, the more she felt an inexplicable sense of accomplishment and satisfaction.

After the show, Su Lingxi went to the interview area to accept interviews from domestic and foreign media, and Bai Zhiwei had to continue to stand by with her assistant bag, ready to respond at any time.

After the interview was finally over and the group could return to the VIP room to rest, Bai Zhiwei was so tired that she could hardly stand.

To be honest, after just a few hours, she was more tired than when she was walking on the runway and changing clothes. It was like she was fighting a war.

Just then, a brown-haired woman came over and started talking to Su Lingxi in a familiar manner. The two of them were smiling while chatting and took several photos together before leaving.

Bai Zhiwei recognized her as the "LV Princess" who sat on the other side of Su Lingxi during the show.

I don't know what topic we have to talk about in the VIP room.

She curled her lips, not quite understanding the twists and turns of these people in Vanity Fair.

In the end, the foreign media's photo shoot lasted until the early hours of the morning, and it was not until one o'clock in the morning that Bai Zhiwei's "assistant" work was completed.

She was so tired that she didn't even have the energy to touch up her makeup, but she was still as charming as ever. She even changed into a brighter dress and prepared to drive to the after party.

Oh, are the schedules of these big stars so busy?

She felt exhausted just thinking about it.

Bai Zhiwei looked at the people in the car, feeling both admiration and wonder.

After a while, her agent, who had disappeared for most of the day to deliver medicine, came running in, panting.

Just at this moment, the car window rolled down.

"Dior has a ready-to-wear commercial to shoot next month and they're short of one person. You should go."

The woman's voice was soft and ethereal. She held a long cigarette between her fingers. The smoke flickered, making it difficult to see her eyes.

Bai Zhiwei looked at her from a distance. She seemed a little unruly at this moment, and was obviously more real, more like a living person, and less distant than her dignified and elegant self during the day.

She suddenly understood why everyone said that she was the real "flower of the mountain", and even the Crown Prince of Colombia could only chase after her and show his courtesy to her.

She is like a gust of wind that can neither be grasped nor understood.

"Thank you Miss Su for giving us this opportunity. Zhiwei, why don't you come and thank Miss Su!" The agent reacted quickly and immediately pulled Bai Zhiwei forward to thank her.

Doing odd jobs for half a day can earn him the opportunity to appear in a Dior advertisement. This person is indeed as generous as the rumors say, and his efforts were not in vain.