Chapter 63

It would be great if everything in the world could be resolved through quick and easy grudges - offer a bowl of wine to whoever you like, and have a face-to-face fight with whoever you don't like.

Unfortunately, this kind of plot is not even found in martial arts novels.

Jiang Xiaoyuan witnessed Ms. Fan's hysterical and twisted expression, feeling a bit pleased, but still feeling that she didn't hit the nail on the head because this kind of blow seemed a bit roundabout. It was better to slap the bitch in the face to relieve her frustration.

But no matter how delicate and delicate Empress Dowager Chiang is, she is still an old man of all ages. How could she beat an old lady on the street?

It is neither legal nor acceptable.

Jiang Xiaoyuan really wants to go on the battlefield in person, but firstly, she has no stance, and secondly, her innate strength value is negative, so she may not be able to defeat anyone.

From this perspective, it is more convenient to be a bad person, as one can be shameless, not abide by the law, and not have to consider being inappropriate.

Qilian drove over and rolled down the window, saying, "Let's go, I'll take you back

At this moment, Fan Xiaoxiao seemed to feel the gaze of Jiang Xiaoyuan and turned around angrily. Jiang Xiaoyuan reflexively showed her a noble and cold smile, pulled the car door with one hand, and waved the final pass in her hand to Ms. Fan, sweetly saying, "Goodbye, Teacher Fan. Thank you, Teacher Fan

Fan Xiaoxiao's eyes emitted a red light resembling that of a mad dog. To Jiang Xiaoyuan, it was like two festive red lanterns, greatly relieving her frustration. She took a deep breath, closed the car door, and casually threw her qualification for the semi-finals onto the back seat.

Qilian glanced at her with a smile, then casually turned on the car music and began playing a mysterious folk song.

The afterglow spilled over, the sky hung low, and for a moment, even the tedious task of driving in the city seemed to become wonderful.

Qilian: "It seems that my future earnings are guaranteed, Teacher Jiang

Jiang Xiaoyuan adjusted the seat back, stretched her legs, and then stretched her waist for a long time.

She had been very nervous all day, but now she finally relaxed and felt a bit overwhelmed.

Just now, Empress Dowager Chiang accused me of being clever, "Jiang Xiaoyuan muttered to herself, half truthfully complaining," I still have a lot of work to do when I go back, and I feel tired just thinking about it

She complained a few words and slowly calmed down from the restlessness just after the competition. She reflected on her whole day and felt that she had indeed played a lot of tricks.

Some people are born to be serious and stubborn, never turning back until they hit the southern wall.

There are also some people who completely go to the other extreme. They may not be intentionally lazy, but when they encounter difficulties, they instinctively dodge smoothly before they even react, as if they were born with an extra pair of steering wheels than others.

Jiang Xiaoyuan clearly belongs to the latter category. She is good at and loves to be clever, and occasionally feels proud of it. However, upon careful consideration, it seems that this is not a good habit.

She suddenly said, "Who is the guest who left midway? Actually, she makes a lot of sense. I have a weakness, and I dare not reveal it on stage. This time I passed by chance, but next time I encounter it, I will have to fail... I have very few male clients I usually deal with

Jiang Xiaoyuan's words suddenly paused, and Qilian waited for a long time. Before she could finish her sentence, she turned her head at the red light and was startled by the faint green light in her eyes. "What are you doing

Jiang Xiaoyuan leaned aside and didn't retract her gaze. Her slender fingers tapped her knees repeatedly, saying, "I think some people are particularly handsome and suitable to be models

Qilian: "... Don't make a fuss, I don't wear makeup

Jiang Xiaoyuan smiled faintly and said, "I didn't say you were the most handsome person, handsome guy

Qilian didn't know whether her myocardial infarction or tachycardia was better.

He realized that Jiang Xiaoyuan was not teasing the host enough, so he took down the set on stage and used it for him.

Before he could react calmly, Jiang Xiaoyuan lowered her voice again and said, "No one has ever spoken for me in public before

Her previous sentence was not very serious, but this sentence suddenly became serious again.

Qilian found it a bit difficult to adapt, so after a moment of hesitation, she had to say somewhat stiffly, "That means you didn't need it before... If you're tired, don't go back to work. What can I treat you to to to eat to celebrate

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "What, do you want to make an appointment with me

Qilian almost turned the car into an "s" shape.

After all these years, has he really not spent much time with girls except for following the instructions of the lighthouse assistant to search the world for people?

Jiang Xiaoyuan laughed heartily as she looked back and forth, clearing away the gloom of the past few days. Her struggles and confusion were at their peak, and she persevered to clear the fog in front of her, paving a clear path for herself.

Jiang Xiaoyuan had washed her face and was now completely bare faced, but no one would think she was ugly. Even without makeup, she could still look stunning.

She seemed to have vaguely regained her previous state of life... in another time and space, but it wasn't exactly the same. The reason for this may have been because she was unsure at that time.

Qilian is right. The subconscious pursuit of self-esteem and self-worth in humans is almost instinctive, like cats eating fish and dogs eating meat. Most of the time, they only deceive themselves and others by refusing to face their own powerlessness.

Jiang Xiaoyuan used to flirt with fresh meat like this before, but after flirting with Qilian for a few words, she suddenly felt a bit inappropriate. She felt that if she continued to say this, she would also involve herself. She quickly stopped nervously.

Let's go back to the studio, "Jiang Xiaoyuan said." We can't think of what we want to eat for a while, let's go back and make it ourselves

Qilian: "... it's' me 'going back to do it

Jiang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but sneer, "Yes, so virtuous, who will marry you in the future

Qilian's ears turned slightly red, but he had gradually calmed down from a state of helplessness. He didn't want to understand her angry and intimidating words that scared the host to death. He decided to remain unchanged in response to the changes, smiled but remained silent, and gave her a deep look.

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Her throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by air, and she quickly turned to the car window and said, "Oh, there's a supermarket ahead that sells after 5 o'clock every day. Let's go there

Qilian: "Okay - are you cold

Jiang Xiaoyuan stretched out her arm and rolled up a men's coat that Qilian had left behind in the back seat, wrapping it around her in an unkempt manner.

The major shareholder and executive of Future Asia's first styling studio parked an unknown old car in the crowded parking lot of the supermarket and went in to sweep through discounted fruits, vegetables, and meat.

Until a long, long time later, Jiang Xiaoyuan thought it was a miracle that she could pass the preliminary round.

Countless people attempted to knock her down, and countless others tried to pull her up. She opposed the entire organizing committee and went to great lengths, but in the end, she dramatically qualified for the preliminary round.

If it were before, Teacher Jiang would have pushed all the follow-up work of this studio to her. Jiang Xiaoyuan may have felt a little scared in her heart, but after this battle, although she didn't feel invincible, she was already fearless.

Slowly, Jiang Xiaoyuan unsurprisingly discovered that she had truly developed the ability to take charge independently.

The client hesitated from the beginning and asked, 'Why hasn't Teacher Jiang come?' until she finished work and took the initiative to ask for her business card and contact information. 'Little Nirvana' became her stage name - Jiang Xiaoyuan didn't know why she was always called 'Little' Nirvana despite her height of 1.7 meters.

Time flows like water, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed. The early winter atmosphere is approaching, and the busy teacher Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief and flew back in a hurry. The first thing he did when he came back was to check Jiang Xiaoyuan's work.

Teacher Jiang requires her to keep a work log for every day's work, including what plans were made, how they were thought of, how they were modified, the final results, customer feedback, and so on. Every detail must be backed up.

Jiang Xiaoyuan looked anxiously at the beautiful male face of the Empress Dowager, which had become a "blank slate", wondering if gathering a "red center" could summon "wealth".

She was wandering aimlessly while making a face at Qilian next to her.

After reading for over half an hour, Jiang Bo put down her work log and picked up a teacup to take a sip of water.

Jiang Xiaoyuan quickly opened her eyes wide and acted cute, making herself look as innocent as Bambi. She thought to herself, "Don't scold me normally. Don't put my hero image in front of handsome guys

I don't know if I understood Jiang Xiaoyuan's gaze, but Jiang Bo didn't scold her. He just nodded briefly and said, "Hmm

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "Ah

She waited for a long time without any further response, and cautiously asked again, "Is it okay

What else? "Jiang Bo gave her a puzzled look." Are you still waiting to find someone to scold

Jiang Xiaoyuan: "..."

She heard Qilian's muffled laughter next to her and wanted to silently cover her heart, feeling like she had been scolded by Teacher Jiang into an uncomfortable bitch.

Jiang Bo: "I'm starving. Let's find a place to eat - the one outside our community, right

Qilian readily agreed, "Okay, I'll locate the child

Jiang Xiaoyuan frowned and said, "No

The two almost spoke in unison.

There is a French restaurant at the entrance of the community, which has a relatively good environment - mainly because no one goes there - but the taste is not authentic. After being identified by Jiang Xiaoyuan's princess tongue, she believes that this place is a model of "expensive and unappetizing". In these days, those who open restaurants seem to be able to transform into imperial relatives with just one word of "law", with an average of at least five to six hundred people per person.

Jiang Bo's willow leaf eyebrows were raised high, and this time it was changed to Jiang Xiaoyuan playing the role of "whiteboard".

Under her unwavering iron rooster policy, in the end, the three of them lined up and arrived at McDonald's.

You will eventually become fat and die. "Jiang Bo bit his enemy and chopped a French fry in half, then silently comforted his hunger. After eating six or seven times full, Empress Dowager Jiang wiped her mouth with astonishing willpower and refused to touch any junk food again

Qilian: "Is the funding enough

Jiang Bo: "For now, it's enough. Don't worry, there will be guaranteed profits in the future. The main reason is that after the studio expands, many things need to be put on track. We can't be like small workshops before. We need professional customer service personnel, financial personnel, and a technical team. Now we are in a hurry to recruit people. The charter you copied from the internet before can no longer be used, and we need to draft a new one. Regarding issues such as permissions and personnel allocation, we need to discuss again. This is what I am doing when I come back this time

Jiang Xiaoyuan held a French fry in her mouth and pondered his words for a few seconds: "So, do you want to hold the first shareholders' meeting here

Jiang Bo: "..."

"OK," Jiang Xiaoyuan took out a lipstick from her pocket and wrote on the napkin, "The shareholders' meeting is in progress, and declined to share the table."

Qilian reminded, "Mr. Jiang, what about the meeting minutes

Jiang Xiaoyuan took out her phone and pulled Qilian and Jiang Bo into a discussion group. She leaned in and said, "The first shareholders' meeting of Nirvana Studio is now starting. Please pay attention to recording and save it - it's okay, don't worry about the data. They have wifi at home, but they don't usually tell customers. I have already obtained the password

After speaking, she clicked send, and Mr. Qi and Mr. Jiang received a voice message alone.

General Jiang sneered, "Are you brainless

Qi Zongzong is very good at mocking: 'You're so creative!'

The two men were almost unanimous in their opposite comments. After saying that, they looked at each other again. Qilian smiled but did not speak. Suddenly, Jiang Bo had a Dim sum jam. He had been singing black for a long time, and he felt that he was not good at talking.

In the end, following the principle of minority obeying majority, General Jiang's opinion was suppressed.

So on early winter nights, the three future members would sit around a plastic table at a McDonald's, shamelessly tapping into their wireless network while communicating face-to-face through voice messages in WeChat groups, jokingly hosting the first shareholders' meeting of the "Asia's First Styling Workshop".

The journey of the starry sea, which lasted for half a day, began with primitive people cutting down trees and making boats.