Chapter 168
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"Zhenzhen, don't be stunned. Tell me what kind of request is it?" You love the lipstick from YSL, especially the moisturizing honey lipstick in her family.
On Han Zhenzhen's bright face, there was a sudden missing apology. Looking at ye Yufan, he smiled heartlessly, "Fanfan, it's very simple, that's it."
With that, she took out a piece of white absorbent paper from her bag, which can completely print the lipstick on it, but it won't paste a little.
Even, after a long time, the paper can still maintain a beautiful lip shape without distortion.
With another piece of white paper, you can extend the lipstick completely.
Ye Yufan took the white absorbent paper in disbelief and asked Han Zhenzhen curiously, "it's just a piece of paper. What do you want me to do?"
Han Zhenzhen unscrewed the lip tube and took out the mirror from his purse, and handed it over. Look cheerful. "Fanfan, paint your lips first! After painting, use this piece of paper to press on your lips. When your lip seal is completely covered on it, even if the requirements are met! Then YSL company will select the most beautiful lip shape from it as the company's lip model for the season. How about such a good thing that only I can meet."
"Yes, my Zhenzhen is the best! That's the condition? No problem, look at me."
Ye Yufan was surprised and delighted. He hurried with a makeup mirror in one hand and lipstick in the other hand, slightly tooting his lips and carefully outlining the full lips.
After painting a layer, she glanced through the mirror and saw that there were no missing parts. The color was beautiful, which made her skin white, transparent and perfect.
Then, he handed the mirror back to Han Zhenzhen, picked up the light white paper from the quilt, looked at the central position, gave a loud chirp, and leaned down heavily.
With little effort, the surface of the A4 paper was printed with a beautiful, thick and thin lip print.
Yeyufan was very satisfied, "take it."
A lipstick print for a thousand yuan worth of YSL lipstick, really cost-effective!
"Fanfan, you have lunch first, and I'll give this to the company right away." Han Zhenzhen left in a hurry. It seems that the other company is pressing hard.
Ye Yufan stared at her back and looked suspiciously. He didn't find anything wrong, so he took back his sight, picked up the meager white porridge on the table, and ate it with a hard scalp.
Three meals a day, drink clear soup and little water, and the smoke can fade out of your mouth.
Next time, jijing'an will make her angry again. We must not be stupid, not eat and hungry
As a result, instead of punishing him, he punished his stomach first.
the loss outweighs the gain.
After leaving the ward, Han Zhenzhen slowed down, moved a small step, walked out of the elevator and quickly raised her eyes to the door of the hospital.
A black domineering Maybach, dark and heavy, stopped in the driveway facing the street. The proud man's body leaned gracefully against the door, lit a cigarette with one hand and elegantly inserted the other hand into his trouser pocket. It was charming and elegant, showing the mature and restrained breath of a 30-year-old man.
Sister Ni, she hasn't left yet and is waiting for her to deliver it to the door.
Han Zhen's left hand shook the white paper.
Although Ji Jing'an promised her a million yuan to try to get ye Yufan's lipstick, as a conspirator, she didn't know what Ji Jing'an wanted this paper for, but it was definitely not a good thing.
There are several office buildings near the hospital. It is the time for lunch. Many white-collar women in exquisite clothes frequently make eyes at the handsome man leaning on the luxury car.
The man's face was heavy and cast. He only smoked faintly. He turned a blind eye to these tantalizing eyes.
Suddenly, he slightly deviated from his face, and his sharp and accurate eyes shot straight at the direction where Han Zhenzhen stood.
Nima, that look is like eating people. It's terrible.
Han Zhenzhen trembled with fear and hurriedly stepped back for two steps. He didn't step firmly and almost sprained his foot.
Jijing An Jun's face was suddenly gloomy, "take it."
"Oh, horse, now..."
Facing Jing'an alone, Han Zhenzhen dragged his two soft legs to the man step by step with fear and fear from the bone gap. He paused at a position about one meter away from him, stretched his arm, handed the paper in his hand to him, and couldn't help asking again, "Jinan God, I'm sorry. I just want to know what you want this for?"
A million for this thing, it's too expensive, ang!
The local tyrant male god is rich and willful.
"It has nothing to do with you."
A man who used all his patience on yeyufan opened the door with a gloomy and handsome face, got into the driver's seat with cold eyebrows and eyes, and threw a large bunch of roses and plush dolls into the large trash can in front of the car.
Bang when a few loud sounds, loud, earth shaking.
Han Zhenzhen, who had turned to the hospital, couldn't help looking back.
Inside the car, Ji Jingan has started the engine, and the black luxury car, like a runaway horse, gallops away in Han Zhenzhen's stunned sight.
Yeyufan didn't want anything he gave, and even refused the diamond ring.
All right!
Bold and fat, dare to challenge him?
Waiting for him to put her under his body and cry. A disobedient woman is suitable for simple and rough!
More than an hour later, Ji Jingan returned to the president's office and leaned back in the black chair. In his white fingers, he held a lit cigarette. Instead of smoking it in his mouth, he sandwiched it between his fingers and let it burn by itself.
The smoke slowly drifted upward, which made him squint his eyes and bend the corners of his mouth upward, making him look more yuppie.
Another empty hand pushed forward a large document at hand, turned out the newspaper that published the passionate kissing photos of him and Mo Yurou four days ago, carefully narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and sneered, and quickly called Fang Tong in.
In less than five minutes, Fang pushed open the door of the office room, stood at the black desk and waited respectfully for the orders of the big boss.
Ji Jingan pointed to the newspaper and said coldly, "I'll give you half an hour. I'll appear in the headlines right away."
"What kind of news?"
Since she got into trouble with Miss ye, during this time, Ji Jing'an thought about it one by one. Fang Tong was even more tired than in the past ten years.
But the boss gave him awesome salary, and he didn't have the courage to complain.
Ji Jing'an untied the button of his shirt and pulled it down. When he saw that a small part of his strong chest was exposed, he picked his eyebrow, carefully took out a neatly folded white paper from his pocket, and put the yeyufan lip print bought for one million from Han Zhenzhen's hand in the right place under the collarbone and above his chest
Then, the man's lips rose slightly, and his smile was sexy and evil. "Take this picture of me and publish it to major newspapers to hype the news that I suspected that I had a passionate relationship with Mo Yurou."
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"Zhenzhen, don't be stunned. Tell me what kind of request is it?" You love the lipstick from YSL, especially the moisturizing honey lipstick in her family.
On Han Zhenzhen's bright face, there was a sudden missing apology. Looking at ye Yufan, he smiled heartlessly, "Fanfan, it's very simple, that's it."
With that, she took out a piece of white absorbent paper from her bag, which can completely print the lipstick on it, but it won't paste a little.
Even, after a long time, the paper can still maintain a beautiful lip shape without distortion.
With another piece of white paper, you can extend the lipstick completely.
Ye Yufan took the white absorbent paper in disbelief and asked Han Zhenzhen curiously, "it's just a piece of paper. What do you want me to do?"
Han Zhenzhen unscrewed the lip tube and took out the mirror from his purse, and handed it over. Look cheerful. "Fanfan, paint your lips first! After painting, use this piece of paper to press on your lips. When your lip seal is completely covered on it, even if the requirements are met! Then YSL company will select the most beautiful lip shape from it as the company's lip model for the season. How about such a good thing that only I can meet."
"Yes, my Zhenzhen is the best! That's the condition? No problem, look at me."
Ye Yufan was surprised and delighted. He hurried with a makeup mirror in one hand and lipstick in the other hand, slightly tooting his lips and carefully outlining the full lips.
After painting a layer, she glanced through the mirror and saw that there were no missing parts. The color was beautiful, which made her skin white, transparent and perfect.
Then, he handed the mirror back to Han Zhenzhen, picked up the light white paper from the quilt, looked at the central position, gave a loud chirp, and leaned down heavily.
With little effort, the surface of the A4 paper was printed with a beautiful, thick and thin lip print.
Yeyufan was very satisfied, "take it."
A lipstick print for a thousand yuan worth of YSL lipstick, really cost-effective!
"Fanfan, you have lunch first, and I'll give this to the company right away." Han Zhenzhen left in a hurry. It seems that the other company is pressing hard.
Ye Yufan stared at her back and looked suspiciously. He didn't find anything wrong, so he took back his sight, picked up the meager white porridge on the table, and ate it with a hard scalp.
Three meals a day, drink clear soup and little water, and the smoke can fade out of your mouth.
Next time, jijing'an will make her angry again. We must not be stupid, not eat and hungry
As a result, instead of punishing him, he punished his stomach first.
the loss outweighs the gain.
After leaving the ward, Han Zhenzhen slowed down, moved a small step, walked out of the elevator and quickly raised her eyes to the door of the hospital.
A black domineering Maybach, dark and heavy, stopped in the driveway facing the street. The proud man's body leaned gracefully against the door, lit a cigarette with one hand and elegantly inserted the other hand into his trouser pocket. It was charming and elegant, showing the mature and restrained breath of a 30-year-old man.
Sister Ni, she hasn't left yet and is waiting for her to deliver it to the door.
Han Zhen's left hand shook the white paper.
Although Ji Jing'an promised her a million yuan to try to get ye Yufan's lipstick, as a conspirator, she didn't know what Ji Jing'an wanted this paper for, but it was definitely not a good thing.
There are several office buildings near the hospital. It is the time for lunch. Many white-collar women in exquisite clothes frequently make eyes at the handsome man leaning on the luxury car.
The man's face was heavy and cast. He only smoked faintly. He turned a blind eye to these tantalizing eyes.
Suddenly, he slightly deviated from his face, and his sharp and accurate eyes shot straight at the direction where Han Zhenzhen stood.
Nima, that look is like eating people. It's terrible.
Han Zhenzhen trembled with fear and hurriedly stepped back for two steps. He didn't step firmly and almost sprained his foot.
Jijing An Jun's face was suddenly gloomy, "take it."
"Oh, horse, now..."
Facing Jing'an alone, Han Zhenzhen dragged his two soft legs to the man step by step with fear and fear from the bone gap. He paused at a position about one meter away from him, stretched his arm, handed the paper in his hand to him, and couldn't help asking again, "Jinan God, I'm sorry. I just want to know what you want this for?"
A million for this thing, it's too expensive, ang!
The local tyrant male god is rich and willful.
"It has nothing to do with you."
A man who used all his patience on yeyufan opened the door with a gloomy and handsome face, got into the driver's seat with cold eyebrows and eyes, and threw a large bunch of roses and plush dolls into the large trash can in front of the car.
Bang when a few loud sounds, loud, earth shaking.
Han Zhenzhen, who had turned to the hospital, couldn't help looking back.
Inside the car, Ji Jingan has started the engine, and the black luxury car, like a runaway horse, gallops away in Han Zhenzhen's stunned sight.
Yeyufan didn't want anything he gave, and even refused the diamond ring.
All right!
Bold and fat, dare to challenge him?
Waiting for him to put her under his body and cry. A disobedient woman is suitable for simple and rough!
More than an hour later, Ji Jingan returned to the president's office and leaned back in the black chair. In his white fingers, he held a lit cigarette. Instead of smoking it in his mouth, he sandwiched it between his fingers and let it burn by itself.
The smoke slowly drifted upward, which made him squint his eyes and bend the corners of his mouth upward, making him look more yuppie.
Another empty hand pushed forward a large document at hand, turned out the newspaper that published the passionate kissing photos of him and Mo Yurou four days ago, carefully narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and sneered, and quickly called Fang Tong in.
In less than five minutes, Fang pushed open the door of the office room, stood at the black desk and waited respectfully for the orders of the big boss.
Ji Jingan pointed to the newspaper and said coldly, "I'll give you half an hour. I'll appear in the headlines right away."
"What kind of news?"
Since she got into trouble with Miss ye, during this time, Ji Jing'an thought about it one by one. Fang Tong was even more tired than in the past ten years.
But the boss gave him awesome salary, and he didn't have the courage to complain.
Ji Jing'an untied the button of his shirt and pulled it down. When he saw that a small part of his strong chest was exposed, he picked his eyebrow, carefully took out a neatly folded white paper from his pocket, and put the yeyufan lip print bought for one million from Han Zhenzhen's hand in the right place under the collarbone and above his chest
Then, the man's lips rose slightly, and his smile was sexy and evil. "Take this picture of me and publish it to major newspapers to hype the news that I suspected that I had a passionate relationship with Mo Yurou."
"Zhenzhen, don't be stunned. Tell me what kind of request is it?" You love the lipstick from YSL, especially the moisturizing honey lipstick in her family.On Han Zhenzhen's bright face, there was a sudden missing apology. Looking at ye Yufan, he smiled heartlessly, "Fanfan, it's very simple, that's it."With that, she took out a piece of white absorbent paper from her bag, which can completely print the lipstick on it, but it won't paste a little.Even, after a long time, the paper can still maintain a beautiful lip shape without distortion.With another piece of white paper, you can extend the lipstick completely.Ye Yufan took the white absorbent paper in disbelief and asked Han Zhenzhen curiously, "it's just a piece of paper. What do you want me to do?"Han Zhenzhen unscrewed the lip tube and took out the mirror from his purse, and handed it over. Look cheerful. "Fanfan, paint your lips first! After painting, use this piece of paper to press on your lips. When your lip seal is completely covered on it, even if the requirements are met! Then YSL company will select the most beautiful lip shape from it as the company's lip model for the season. How about such a good thing that only I can meet.""Yes, my Zhenzhen is the best! That's the condition? No problem, look at me."Ye Yufan was surprised and delighted. He hurried with a makeup mirror in one hand and lipstick in the other hand, slightly tooting his lips and carefully outlining the full lips.After painting a layer, she glanced through the mirror and saw that there were no missing parts. The color was beautiful, which made her skin white, transparent and perfect.Then, he handed the mirror back to Han Zhenzhen, picked up the light white paper from the quilt, looked at the central position, gave a loud chirp, and leaned down heavily.With little effort, the surface of the A4 paper was printed with a beautiful, thick and thin lip print.Yeyufan was very satisfied, "take it."A lipstick print for a thousand yuan worth of YSL lipstick, really cost-effective!"Fanfan, you have lunch first, and I'll give this to the company right away." Han Zhenzhen left in a hurry. It seems that the other company is pressing hard.Ye Yufan stared at her back and looked suspiciously. He didn't find anything wrong, so he took back his sight, picked up the meager white porridge on the table, and ate it with a hard scalp.Three meals a day, drink clear soup and little water, and the smoke can fade out of your mouth.Next time, jijing'an will make her angry again. We must not be stupid, not eat and hungryAs a result, instead of punishing him, he punished his stomach first.the loss outweighs the gain.After leaving the ward, Han Zhenzhen slowed down, moved a small step, walked out of the elevator and quickly raised her eyes to the door of the hospital.A black domineering Maybach, dark and heavy, stopped in the driveway facing the street. The proud man's body leaned gracefully against the door, lit a cigarette with one hand and elegantly inserted the other hand into his trouser pocket. It was charming and elegant, showing the mature and restrained breath of a 30-year-old man.Sister Ni, she hasn't left yet and is waiting for her to deliver it to the door.Han Zhen's left hand shook the white paper.Although Ji Jing'an promised her a million yuan to try to get ye Yufan's lipstick, as a conspirator, she didn't know what Ji Jing'an wanted this paper for, but it was definitely not a good thing.There are several office buildings near the hospital. It is the time for lunch. Many white-collar women in exquisite clothes frequently make eyes at the handsome man leaning on the luxury car.The man's face was heavy and cast. He only smoked faintly. He turned a blind eye to these tantalizing eyes.Suddenly, he slightly deviated from his face, and his sharp and accurate eyes shot straight at the direction where Han Zhenzhen stood.Nima, that look is like eating people. It's terrible.Han Zhenzhen trembled with fear and hurriedly stepped back for two steps. He didn't step firmly and almost sprained his foot.Jijing An Jun's face was suddenly gloomy, "take it.""Oh, horse, now..."Facing Jing'an alone, Han Zhenzhen dragged his two soft legs to the man step by step with fear and fear from the bone gap. He paused at a position about one meter away from him, stretched his arm, handed the paper in his hand to him, and couldn't help asking again, "Jinan God, I'm sorry. I just want to know what you want this for?"A million for this thing, it's too expensive, ang!The local tyrant male god is rich and willful."It has nothing to do with you."A man who used all his patience on yeyufan opened the door with a gloomy and handsome face, got into the driver's seat with cold eyebrows and eyes, and threw a large bunch of roses and plush dolls into the large trash can in front of the car.Bang when a few loud sounds, loud, earth shaking.Han Zhenzhen, who had turned to the hospital, couldn't help looking back.Inside the car, Ji Jingan has started the engine, and the black luxury car, like a runaway horse, gallops away in Han Zhenzhen's stunned sight.Yeyufan didn't want anything he gave, and even refused the diamond ring.All right!Bold and fat, dare to challenge him?Waiting for him to put her under his body and cry. A disobedient woman is suitable for simple and rough!More than an hour later, Ji Jingan returned to the president's office and leaned back in the black chair. In his white fingers, he held a lit cigarette. Instead of smoking it in his mouth, he sandwiched it between his fingers and let it burn by itself.The smoke slowly drifted upward, which made him squint his eyes and bend the corners of his mouth upward, making him look more yuppie.Another empty hand pushed forward a large document at hand, turned out the newspaper that published the passionate kissing photos of him and Mo Yurou four days ago, carefully narrowed his eyes, raised his lips and sneered, and quickly called Fang Tong in.In less than five minutes, Fang pushed open the door of the office room, stood at the black desk and waited respectfully for the orders of the big boss.Ji Jingan pointed to the newspaper and said coldly, "I'll give you half an hour. I'll appear in the headlines right away.""What kind of news?"Since she got into trouble with Miss ye, during this time, Ji Jing'an thought about it one by one. Fang Tong was even more tired than in the past ten years.But the boss gave him awesome salary, and he didn't have the courage to complain.Ji Jing'an untied the button of his shirt and pulled it down. When he saw that a small part of his strong chest was exposed, he picked his eyebrow, carefully took out a neatly folded white paper from his pocket, and put the yeyufan lip print bought for one million from Han Zhenzhen's hand in the right place under the collarbone and above his chestThen, the man's lips rose slightly, and his smile was sexy and evil. "Take this picture of me and publish it to major newspapers to hype the news that I suspected that I had a passionate relationship with Mo Yurou."
