Volume 18: Huang Jiajia PK Cong Nianwei

Qin Guan and Liu Xiaoyang, the sixth child, were holding their wings while drinking fruit juice. Looking at the four drinking together, they thought bitterly in their hearts, "Drink hard, I won't kill you all!"

After eating for more than half an hour, the waiter who cleared the plates had already come over to clean the chicken bones twice. Qin Guan rubbed his stomach and regretfully stopped eating.

Mu Laosan was quite surprised, and asked with a toothpick in his mouth, "Go ahead, where is this going?"

Qin Guan said to him helplessly: "I want to too, but you see that I am dressed like this, and I can only eat seventy percent full."

Everyone looked at the tight-fitting suit and vest that Qin Guan was wearing now, imagined that Qin Guan's stomach was bulging, shuddered, and said to Qin Guan: "Yes, you should bear it for the sake of your career."

Qin looked at the watch, it was getting late, and Qin Guan didn't plan to eat with them here, he was too excited, so he said goodbye to a few people and hurried back to the exhibition hall.

After returning to the exhibition hall, Qin Guan didn't put on his coat again. There are too many lights in the exhibition hall, like small heaters, which raise the indoor temperature by 2-3 degrees.

Qin Guan unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. When the person in charge passed by, he glanced at Qin Guan's current attire, and nodded in satisfaction.

It wasn't until the afternoon when it started that Qin Guan understood what was going on. The audience of the exhibition began to change in the afternoon.

There are agents from all over the country, collectors who love red wine and spirits, small-scale bars, hotel purchases, ordinary people who come to experience the culture of foreign wine, and a few low-cost paper media.

Seeing such a scene, Qin Guan naturally became casual, and the person in charge brought a fashion magazine from somewhere, so that he could read it when he was free. Try hard to make Qin Guan into a leisurely and leisure style.

Qin Guan then sauntered to sit on the high chair, poured himself a glass when he was free, took a few sips, and was at ease under the polite and murderous eyes of a group of women.

Before Qin Guanle had a moment to say something, he heard someone calling him from behind: "Mr. Qin, you are at this booth. You have been looking for it for a long time."

Qin Guan turned his head, oh my god, why is this little ancestor, Huang Jiajia is standing behind him.

Qin Guante was surprised and asked, "How do you know I'm here?"

Huang Jiajia also looked at Qin Guan proudly, and returned: "Last time you said that you have a part-time job and you want to teach me later, I checked, and the only one that has an exhibition today is the National Exhibition, come here to find you, catch one Yes."

Then he fanned the wind with his palm, "Oh, it's hot enough here, Teacher Qin, I'll wait for you here, let's go back together at night."

Upon hearing this, Qin Guan put his hands together, raised his hands above his head, and bowed, "Little ancestor, can I beg you to go home? Don't make trouble here."

Huang Jiajia didn't want to do it when she heard this: "Why did I make trouble? I promise not to cause trouble, so why not just wait here for you?"

The two of them were tearing apart the shelf on the side of the booth, when another voice sounded from behind: "Qin Guan, what are you doing here?"

Qin Guan turned his head, oh my god! Cong Nianwei.

Qin Guan immediately put down his hands, pretended to straighten his clothes, patted his body twice, and smiled: "Cong Nianwei, hehehe, why are you here?"

Cong Nianwei looked at Qin Guan, and then at the person behind Qin Guan's back, his small eyes were like cold knives, swishing.

"What? I can't come? Who asked me to care about my friends? I want to see my high school classmates working hard part-time, so come over to express condolences? Why? Inconvenient?"

"Convenient! Convenient! It's so convenient, I'm not too surprised, I'm excited for a while."

Cong Nianwei didn't answer, and the smile on his face became more gentle, and he said to Qin Guan: "Then you don't work hard, what are you doing here? Do you have friends? Why don't you introduce them to me?"

Qin looked at Cong Nianwei's smile, turned on the silly mode again, and nodded in a daze: "No, my student came to see me, I'll let her go back first, right?"

At this time, Huang Jiajia stuck out her small head from Qin Guan's back very depressed: "I am Teacher Qin's student, who are you?"

Huang Jiajia was very upset about the woman who interrupted her conversation with Teacher Qin. She always felt that Qin Guan's expression like a goose was very dazzling, so she naturally planned to jump out and fight this unsightly woman.

Cong Nianwei saw that it was a little girl who jumped out from behind, and for some reason, she felt a little nervous, but she let it go.

She said to Huang Jiajia in a very soft tone: "You are the student of Qin Guan's tutor, right? Qin Guan has already told me. Hello."

Huang Jiajia is very depressed. This sister is very beautiful, and she is completely different from her. She looks so transparent, clean, and spiritual. Looking at herself, she looks like a gaudy version of a beauty who meets a fairy-like one. Fairy.

Huang Jiajia was bitter for a while, and her tone was not very good: "Yes, I am Teacher Qin's student. Aren't you just his high school classmate? I will stay here with Teacher Qin today and wait for him to go home together."

Cong Nianwei didn't say much, and gave Qin Guan a meaningful look. Qin Guan felt something at this moment, and quickly explained: "Huang Jiajia, this is my high school classmate. My current pursuit object, if I become one in the future, You have to call her Mistress."

After hearing this, Huang Jiajia only felt sore in her heart, and her eye circles were a little red, but for some reason, she just didn't want to shed tears in front of these two people, so she murmured to Qin Guan: "I haven't promised you yet, just here You're so cowardly, what's there to be happy about?"

Then he glanced at Cong Nianwei again, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

Qin Guan is a typical person who prefers softness to toughness. Seeing Huang Jiajia's listless appearance, completely gone from his usual high-spirited fighter state, he felt a little soft in his heart.

Cong Nianwei glanced at Qin Guan, and said to Huang Jiajia: "Then, since you're here, let's hang out at the exhibition, and then let Teacher Qin accompany you back, okay? It just won't delay your tutors."

Huang Jiajia raised her head all of a sudden, she felt that the words Cong Nianwei said for her were so harsh, and felt that she had to rely on her charity to stay with Teacher Qin.

She pinched the slanted bag on her body, feeling like it was going to be rubbed to pieces, and said with a choked voice, "You don't need to pretend to be kind, I'm going back." After finishing speaking, she walked out without looking back. .

Qin Guan gestured to Cong Nianwei, stepped forward with his long legs, and chased after him in a few steps, and said to Huang Jiajia, "You can go back, I have work to do, so I won't be with you. The exhibition time in the afternoon will not be with you." It’s not long, and the make-up class at night is still an old time, and there will be no delay.”

Huang Jiajia looked at Qin Guan while walking, and felt that the word "idiot" was almost on his head. Instead, she laughed a little angrily, and replied: "Stay with your prospective girlfriend, idiot!" I went out without returning.

Qin Guan felt baffled, and got scolded for nothing, but Qin Guan couldn't figure it out, so he simply let it go.

When Qin Guan turned back to the booth, Cong Nianwei was sitting on the exhibition chair beside him, quietly flipping through a magazine.

With a little joy, Qin Guan greeted the person in charge, sat down opposite Cong Nianwei, and said to Cong Nianwei, "Wait a while, I'll tell the person in charge to let me turn into Lu Zhan." He quickly ran to the person in charge to bargain.

Qin Guan talked for a long time, and the person in charge nodded in agreement, let him hold a stack of brand promotional posters, and put easy-to-remove brand stickers on his face and chest.

Qin looked at this small label that was easy to stick and tear off, and thought it was quite creative, and asked the person in charge for dozens more as a souvenir.

After Qin Guan finished packing, he took the poster and shouted to Cong Nianwei who was still reading: "It's done, let's go around!" Cong Nianwei put down the book and walked towards Qin Guan.

The two walked along the corridor of the exhibition, wandering casually in the venue, Qin Guan's current appearance is too eye-catching, it is particularly obvious when mixed with the crowd of female etiquette.

Even if Qin Guan rolls up the poster casually, he can still attract everyone's attention like a luminous body. Those who are curious will ask him for a poster, and Qin Guan will also kindly point out the location of his booth to the other party.

After the two walked for a while, Cong Nianwei said to Qin Guan jokingly: "Have you noticed that the people looking for you are all mature women?"

Qin watched Cong Nianwei's hair full of black lines, and always felt that there was something wrong with what Cong Nianwei said, so the two slipped around, and the posters in their hands were all distributed. The trademark post-it note in Qin Guan's hand was actually asked by some female customers to stick it on his face and arms.

The two strolled back to the booth again, and the person in charge came over and patted Qin Guan's shoulder excitedly. Qin Guan was a little confused, and then heard the person in charge say to Qin Guan: "Xiao Qin, you are very good! When the daily wages are paid, I will be with you. Tell the cashier, I will give you a 200 yuan red envelope."

Qin Guan looked at the person in charge again with unclear eyes, and the person in charge pointed to the reception area. Qin Guan looked over and found that several female customers who he had posted posters or post-it notes were sitting there.

These female customers. There are a few wine collectors and purchasing managers from two hotels. For large orders and small orders, regardless of the sales volume, being recognized by several star-rated hotels is enough to open up a certain amount of sales.

No matter what kind of reward Qin Guan is, the person in charge of the exhibition has already planned to use Qin Guan as a coolie for going around the venue in the days to come.

It's not hypocritical for Qin to watch the money. Now the crowd of visitors to the exhibition is starting to thin out, and the merchants of the exhibition have already started to pack their things and prepare to close.

Qin Guan held the big red envelope handed over from the cashier, and under the resentful eyes of a group of female etiquette, Shi Shiran pulled Cong Nianwei away from the exhibition.

Cong Nianwei joked, "Okay, Qin Guan, earn half a month's living expenses in one day." Qin Guan nodded, and said to Cong Nianwei in a very serious tone: "This is the beginning, my goal is the modern aristocrat."

When Cong Nianwei heard Qin Guan's words, she leaned back and forth with a smirk. Qin Guan didn't think there was any humor in these words. He really thought so. For the rough Qin Guan, that was his heart. yearning.