Start at the Pinnacle of Life

Start at the pinnacle of life ()

Seaview One, a penthouse duplex mansion.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Qin Yu saw the little anchor and Wang Hong standing at the door.

Welcome the boss home! The little anchor said with a 90-degree bow.

White shirt, black and white V-shaped skirt.

Balenciaga's black stockings were worn on her slender and straight legs, and a pair of black satin high-heeled shoes were on her feet.

Intellectual, charming, charming.

Welcome home, master. Wang Hong also bowed at 90 degrees in greeting.

The white maid outfit is 99% transparent.

White net stockings, short...skirt?

What's the situation? Qin Yu frowned, feeling a little flustered.

If what he saw in front of him was one of them, Brother Yu had already started the battle mode.

Kill her until the sky is dark and the earth is dark, turning the river and the sea.

But what the hell are these two? Want to overturn? ?

boss.

Cheng Xiyu ran to his side in small steps, took his hand and smiled sweetly: Surprise!

five minutes later.

Looking at the little cook who was busy in the kitchen, Qin Yu almost threw up.

You can only look at it, not touch it.

What kind of surprise is this, torture is almost the same.

Fortunately, the little anchor was good at observing and noticed his dissatisfaction in time.

Sister Hong taught me some massage skills. Boss, stand back and I'll massage your legs.

Pulling back a distance of one person from the glass guardrail, Qin Yu put his hands on the armrest.

Turning to the downstairs kitchen again, the pleasing scenery is warm!

...

Qin Yu, who planned to put down his luggage and leave, was delayed for 85 minutes.

Before leaving, he still couldn't help feeling: 'This goblin is simply a mountain on the road to success. '

If you think about it again, it should be more appropriate to say that there are two seats!

When they came to the underground garage, all three cars were cleaned.

Open the door of Dapa GTS, sit in the cab, a faint fragrance wafts in.

The little anchor thoughtfully chose an elegant aromatherapy for him, and he cared about it.

Drive the big handkerchief to the location designated by the navigation, and look up at the side of the street.

Isn't this an international hotel?

Li Man, I'm here. After parking the car at the door, Qin Yu dialed Li Man's number.

Don't call me Teacher Li Man anymore? Li Man's teasing voice came: We are on the 24th floor.

I was a teacher when I was working, shouldn't I be a friend now?

Sure enough, it's the same as what Zhang Han said, glib!

Qin Yu's face was full of innocence: How could a simple boy like him get into a fight with a glib tongue?

When he came to the 24th floor, the sleek and stylish male waiter brought him to the dining table.

This is an international hotel that records the history of old Hudu and has a long history.

From the layout, to the decor, to the mannerisms and dress of the staff.

Still can make people feel the glory of the past.

However, those who like this atmosphere are mostly older people.

Young people like Li Man, shouldn't they prefer the modern style of tall and tall?

Why did you choose this place? Walking towards Li Man, the waiter cooperatively opened the chair.

I like buildings with history. If a building is a body, history is its soul.

Li Man looked at him mischievously: Don't you think so? Master Qin.

What Master Qin? Qin Yu looked at her very frankly: I'm just an amateur.

Pfft~ Zhang Han vomited.

Can you two consider the feelings of ordinary people, am I transparent?

Forgot to tell you.

Li Man opened his handbag, took out a certificate and handed it to him: Your work has won an award.

First Prize in the WPP Portrait category.

And this. A medal in a box was pushed in front of Li Man.

Qin Yu opened it for a look, then put it down again: It's yours.

Such an understatement of rejecting WPP's medal honor, Zhang Han was shocked from ear to ear.

If it were her, she would have cried with joy holding the medal.

If you are grateful, you can count down from the imperial court to the pets you raised when you were young.

Although it was named by me, the work was actually completed by you independently.

Li Man was smiling, but his tone was full of persistence: It should belong to you, I won't take it.

This is against the rules, and the school will have opinions. Zhang Han couldn't help reminding.

I voluntarily gave up giving it to him, who has an opinion?

Li Man curled his lips in disdain, and said, Whoever has an opinion asks him to come to me, and your school doesn't care about that.

Li Xin doesn't even have a journalism department, so he doesn't care about the rules!

This wave is all about gaining popularity, and adding a bit of resume and glory to the school by the way.

Now, Qin Yu has won the gold medal in the portrait category.

If this is publicized, it will be more face-saving, and those schools with journalism departments will go crazy with jealousy.

WWP is not a krypton gold competition held by some rural tyrants.

It is one of the most authoritative and influential events in the world, although it has been somewhat disappointing in recent years.

But a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that WPP has not yet fallen to that point.

Its authority and influence are still recognized by the industry and society.

From Li Man's point of view, Qin Yu would reject the medal.

Completely ignorant of what WWP stands for in the world.

You know, with this medal, it can be said that you can choose any university with a journalism department. Li Man looked at him with eager expectations.

It is clear that he wants him to devote himself to the great 'photography' career.

I'm just a pure hobbyist, so it's fine to do photography. Qin Yu refused without hesitation.

Are you kidding me, professional photographers are human jobs?

It doesn't matter if you search for materials all over the world, you can find tropical rainforests, grasslands, deserts, and poles at every turn.

Otherwise, he ran to the war zone and took some tear gas photos at the risk of his life.

Don't enjoy the good life now, take the initiative to seek abuse!

ill?

You... are really a waste of talent. Li Man spat with hatred.

How can it be said to be a waste?

Qin Yu was unconvinced: A pure photographer is only responsible for recording the beauty, not chasing fame and fortune!

Like me, I'm very good at taking portraits, especially beautiful, female ones.

Pfft~ The wine in Li Man's mouth almost spewed out of his nasal cavity.

Ahem~ Covering her mouth with a napkin in embarrassment, it took Li Man a long time to recover.

Putting down the napkin with lip marks on it, Li Man smiled and said, It's the first time I've heard someone say that lust is so great.

Qin Yu took a sip of wine, and responded very calmly: Aren't beautiful women beautiful?

The world is made up of countries, and countries are made up of cities.

A city is made up of streets and buildings, and the spaces between the streets and buildings are made up of people.

Without these combinations, even if the building is still there, the city is equivalent to annihilation.

Look at his handsome side face, serious expression and tone.

A gleam of light flashed in Li Man's eyes, he turned his head away unnaturally, and hurriedly picked up the wine glass and put it in his mouth.