C72 A Man with Nerves

Qiao Xinyou went to work as usual on Monday and even transferred the 100,000 yuan from the bonus to Yan Yilang.

"CEO, this card is 100,000 yuan."

She placed the card on Yan Yilang's table.

"Why?"

Qiao Xinyou saw Yan Yilang's expression and knew that Yan Yilang must have forgotten to pay the one hundred thousand yuan penalty to Lu Weiwei for her.

Sigh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have paid it back.

Although she thought so in her heart, according to Qiao Xinyou's temperament, when she had money in the future, she would think of ways to pay it back.

"Have you forgotten? Help me return the money to Miss Lu Weiwei." Qiao Xinyou reminded.

Yan Yilang leaned back on the chair and narrowed his eyes. If Qiao Xinyou did not say it, he would have really forgotten about it. However, he did not take it to heart in the first place.

Because this hundred thousand yuan was purely Lu Weiwei's doing.

Silly girl, if you want to return it for her, then return it. Why did you have to remind me to return it?

But...

"Qiao Xinyou, where did you get the 100,000 yuan?"

Xinyan's nursing fees had to be paid in advance previously. Where did this girl get the money from?

"CEO, don't worry. This money is absolutely legitimate. It was not stolen, not robbed." Qiao Xinyou hurriedly explained.

If you have money, then keep it. Why ask so many questions?

"So, where did it come from?"

Did you borrow it from Gao Yang? When he thought of this answer, Yan Yilang wanted to beat this disobedient Qiao Xinyou up.

"I will participate in Model Competition's prize money." Qiao Xinyou honestly told him that she did not steal or rob. What did this person suspect?

"Oh, what rank is it?"

"First place."

Qiao Xinyou was not bad. She was still the first place, but he always knew that he had the ability.

However, Yan Yilang did not know that this match was held by Gao Yang's Errol Company, which was about to be listed. A large part of the reason was to promote his company and publicize it.

"What kind of competition is it?" Yan Yilang continued to ask.

Qiao Xinyou felt that this competition was quite interesting, so she described it. " The competition was divided into five rounds. The first round was a western-style dress. The second round is a Chinese cheongsam, followed by a wedding dress and a swimsuit. A custom-made dress. The total score will be calculated after five rounds."

When Yan Yilang heard about the cheongsam, his heart was filled with imagination. When he heard about the wedding dress, he was unhappy. Long Youyou had not even put on the wedding dress for him to see, yet he had already shown it to others. There were still so many people.

When he heard the swimsuit, Yan Yilang felt that his anger was like an active volcano that was about to erupt.

The swimsuit was so revealing. Was this a model competition or a meat competition?

"Qiao Xinyou, bring your bag and come out with me."

"Huh?"

It was so sudden. Was there something urgent?

Before she could ask, Yan Yilang had already left.

Manager Fu happened to walk over. "CEO, this is the financial arrangement for this season."

"Put it on my table."

"But we have a meeting in the afternoon," ___ said.

Yan Yilang did not continue listening. He turned around and urged Qiao Xinyou, "Qiao Xinyou, hurry up."

Qiao Xinyou hurriedly ran behind Yan Yilang.

"You are deliberately so slow. Do you want me to carry you?"

Qiao Xinyou lowered her head and her face was covered with a faint blush.

Then, she heard Manager Fu snorting softly.

Yan Yilang continued to stride out of the company. Qiao Xinyou took advantage of Yan Yilang not noticing and turned around to make a mischievous face at Manager Fu.

She had been suppressing her feelings towards this mean Manager Fu for too long.

Yan Yilang took Qiao Xinyou to the fine goods store that they went to last time. Because Yan Yilang was an old customer, the staff was especially warm to Yan Yilang and Qiao Xinyou.

"Mr. Yan, what do you need?"

"Find a suitable qipao for her to change into." Yan Yilang pointed at Qiao Xinyou and said.

"Mr. Yan, if you want a suitable qipao, you must order it in advance. I will sew it manually and measure the young lady's three measurements. Height. I'm afraid there's no one 100% suitable for her right now. " The employee patiently explained.

Yan Yilang raised his eyebrows. "Then let's try the wedding dress first."

The employee didn't say that the wedding dress had to be custom-made. After all, when it was opened for business, a custom-made wedding dress would be worth a lot of money. As for the wedding dress, if it was really needed, it could naturally be custom-made in the future.

"That, CEO, me."

"Take her there."

Before Qiao Xinyou could finish, she was pushed by the staff to go in and choose a wedding dress.

What the hell was going on? Qiao Xinyou wailed. Why did she have to wear a wedding dress for no reason? Didn't she say that she was wearing a wedding dress to show off?

If she had known that Yan Yilang was so troublesome, she would have invited Yan Yilang to Model Competition.

The staff in the store quickly pushed Qiao Xinyou to the makeup artist's place and made a simple makeup. They folded their hair.

In front of the many beautiful wedding dresses, Qiao Xinyou was not in the mood to choose. She held a wedding dress that looked quite suitable and stuck it on Qiao Xinyou's body. She pushed Qiao Xinyou into the fitting room.

Qiao Xinyou looked at the series of actions and was a little stunned.

Seeing that Qiao Xinyou did not come out for a long time, the staff outside urged, "Miss, if you do not know how to wear it, I will help you." Actually, they did not want to rush her either. The key was that the famous Director Yan from A Group was sitting outside.

"No need, no need." Qiao Xinyou quickly put on her clothes and walked out.

Yan Yilang looked at Qiao Xinyou who was wearing a wedding dress and was stunned. People always said that a woman wearing a wedding dress was the most beautiful. It was true.

It was just that he was not the first to see Qiao Xinyou wearing a wedding dress.

"She's still pretty." Yan Yilang turned his head and pretended to dislike her.

Only the heavens knew that his heart was beating really fast.

He even had an impulse to forget all the hatred and unhappiness he had with Qiao Xinyou. He would get married just like that and live a happy life like this.

However, he knew that even if he could not care about it, Qiao Xinyou might not be able to ignore it.

After all, she had ruthlessly sent him to prison.

Qiao Xinyou looked at Yan Yilang. She looked at this person who called her to wear a wedding dress and came to dislike her. She could not help but complain in her heart, what did he mean by "still counted." If you don't like to see, then don't like to see.

After the wedding dress was worn, Yan Yilang asked her to change into a swimsuit.

"No." Qiao Xinyou firmly refused this time.

What a joke. She was already very embarrassed when Model Competition went up against her. This time, he even let her change in front of Yan Yilang alone. Her face could not help but be buried in the soil.

"Change immediately." Yan Yilang ordered without giving any explanation.

This was not the content of the job. Qiao Xinyou was extremely unwilling in her heart, "No." She refused again.

"If you don't exchange, your salary will be deducted."

He really wanted to see Qiao Xinyou wearing a swimsuit.

When it came to salary, Qiao Xinyou's heart was filled with thousands of mud horses. Yan Yilang, do you have any new ideas?

Are you out of your mind? You have to make her wear a swimsuit.

She had clearly seen her body, yet she still insisted on wearing a swimsuit?

"If you want to deduct it, then so be it."

Facing the salary, Qiao Xinyou finally had the backbone to resist.

"Alright, alright." He did not expect the salary to have no effect on Qiao Xinyou. He stood up and took Qiao Xinyou's hand and walked into a room.

It was a dressing room. There were staff members inside. "All of you go out. No one is allowed to go near this room."

They saw the angry Yan Yilang and hurriedly ran out and closed the door.

Qiao Xinyou's wrist was in pain from Yan Yilang's grip. She frowned and said, "Yan Yilang, what's wrong with you?"