Chen Qing arrived at the manor of St. Lucas near noon and found her own boss in a modern simple villa on the second floor next to the beach of the manor for dressing and rest.
Simon is playing with body painting.
Entering the spacious living room with only her boss and six tall girls and looking at the scene, Chen Qing can't help feeling a bit excited. On the one hand, the six girls who are basically one meter eight are perfect enough. On the other hand, the graffiti style works drawn by her boss on the girls are also dazzling.
When Chen Qing came in, Simon, who was sitting in a swivel chair, stood in front of him. A girl continued to paint with her bare hands. He motioned to one of the girls and said in Chinese, "her name is Shen Caihui. When she heard the name, she suddenly thought of painting. Well, squeeze some more paint out of the side."
Chen Qing naturally came forward, picked up a pigment on the table beside her boss, squeezed it into the large color palette, and said with a smile, "it seems that the boss is not angry at all?"
Chen Qing refers to the attempted eavesdropping incident that happened yesterday.
Simon dipped his finger in some paint beside him, and drew a skull mark of Pirates of the Caribbean on the flat side of the girl's abdomen in front of him. He said: "I met him for the first time a long time ago. I was very angry and fell things. Later, I got used to it gradually, and I found myself becoming a person who won't be angry."
"That's because there's nothing to get angry with the boss right now, right?"
"Yes."
Chen Qing quickly added the paint, then carefully climbed on the back of her chair, looked at her boss's painting, enjoyed it for a moment, and said curiously, "boss, what are these, pop art?"
Among the six girls standing or sitting around, only the one in my boss's hand hasn't been finished yet, and the others are all kinds of symbols or words.
"Movie elements graffiti," Simon explained, adding, "tell it apart and see how many movies you can find out?"
Chen Qing leaned forward and put her head on the shoulder of her boss. Looking at the girl in front of her, she quickly pointed to a string of flowery English: "I'll be back, this is too simple," terminator. "
"Well."
Chen Qing quickly pointed to another small silver box pattern: "I know this, ha ha, the mysterious box in the boss's vulgar novel."
"That's smart."
"Because it's related to the boss, I've seen it many times," Chen Qing said coquettishly. Then she continued, pointing to the thigh of the girl in front of her: "feather, the feather in Forrest Gump."
"One more point."
It has to be said that Chen Qing is smart enough and has no lack of imagination. However, after pointing out a few more in a row, she began to get stuck.
For example, Simon just described the "Pirates of the Caribbean" skull mark, which she certainly can't guess.
It's because Simon paints according to the various movie information in the memory of the two generations, and Chen Qing is not a fan after all. She can't even see all the existing movies, but only distinguish the well-known movie related elements.
So chatting, soon completed the last work.
The mini studio nearby had already been set up. Simon operated it himself and took more than ten boxes of film in a row. Seeing that it was noon, he stopped, indicating that six tall beauties could wash off their graffiti, and he took Chen Qing to the next restaurant.
Sitting down at the table with her boss, Chen Qing still had some regrets: "boss, just washed it off like that?"
"Why?"
"What a pity."
"Oh, the film just shot is enough for a photo album."
Chen Qing narrowed her eyes and suggested: "I mean, it can be directly made into tattoos and preserved for a long time."
"How about tattooing you?"
"If the boss wants it, I'll look for it specially. It's a special collection?"
"Don't make any noise."
Chen Qing did not mention it. Instead, she said, "boss, were you satisfied last night?"
"It's OK. I feel like I'm engaged in scientific research. I've been thinking about the name of my paper."
Chen Qing is very interested: "boss, maybe I can give some advice."
"Suggestions," Simon said with a smile, "there are three options. The more simple one is called" those flowers ". It's more implicit, the record of tasting flowers. Or it's classical. There's an ancient Chinese poem that's very appropriate," the sound of rain and wind at night, how many flowers will fall. "Which one do you think is better?"
This time, Chen Qing quickly realized the implication. She almost laughed when she put the back of her hand on her mouth. A moment later, she said, "boss, if I tell Wuling that" those flowers "has this meaning, she will definitely go crazy."
"Then don't tell her."
"Ha ha..." Chen Qing finally laughed. After a while, she asked again, "does the boss like anything in particular? Do you collect it, or, this time, keep it all for the boss?"
"No
"None of them?"
Simon shook his head again, but said: "just now, there are two, Quan Youzhen and Shen Caihui. They won a small game last night. This year, they can be used as Asian models, you know."
This time, Chen Qing can't remember all of them. Instead, she thinks of Shen Caihui, who was just mentioned by her boss. She is one meter eight, but she has a pretty face and a pair of big eyes.
It doesn't seem to be the mainstream of Asian models in the West.
But Chen Qing doesn't care. Of course, what her boss says is everything. Aesthetics is always from top to bottom. People who have the right to speak say that it's beautiful, that's beautiful, just like the more top models in the fashion circle nowadays, the less they go to meihei, because my boss likes white, you go to meihei, and Simon westrow doesn't like it, Naturally, a very important upward channel has been lost.
Thinking about this, Chen Qing asked curiously, "boss, what kind of game?"
"Indescribable."
Chen Qing curved her mouth: "I'll try it next time."
When the waiter brought in lunch, the conversation stopped. After a while, they continued and began to talk about business: "boss, what are you going to do this time?"
"Kill the monkey and watch the chicken."
"The other way round?"
"The investigation has already started over there," Simon said. "Find out who did it. If the authorities are involved, those who should step down will step down. If the plutocrats are involved, pull them out completely."
Simon thought of the only dying president in modern South Korea. He was not polite at all: "that's the same, but it's true. Don't worry. This man is easy to use."
Chen Qing nodded: "I know what to do, but boss, what if I can't find out?"
"Then grab a monkey and kill it in public." Simon said, "in addition, please let them know why the monkey died."
Chen Qing promised again.
I thought that my boss said he was not angry, but this kind of thing obviously touched the scales, which was obviously very angry.
After a few more details, Chen Qing changed a relaxed topic: "by the way, boss, huanzhu gege started broadcasting in South Korea a few days ago."
"Well?"
"It's very popular," Chen Qing said, "it's said that" huanzhu gege "has been broadcast in many Southeast Asian countries one after another, almost sweeping the country. In China, the official media have specially reported several times that it's a model of cultural output, and now it's starting to pay attention to the sequel."
Simon recalled that Huanzhugege had been banned from Chinese TV series because of its popularity in South Korea: "when the fire reaches this level, no one is afraid of it?"
"Of course, just like in South Korea, because of the high ratings, the authorities wanted to urge the three major TV stations to issue a ban, but I pushed them down. I told them that if Chinese TV dramas were banned in South Korea, then South Korean TV dramas would not be exported to China in the future, to see who would lose a lot. Then, in the face of it at least, there's nothing there to do. "
Simon nodded slightly, then said: "China's entertainment industry, I said, I don't care, whatever. Next, we will focus on South Korea's entertainment industry, and we will eat it completely."
"I understand," Chen Qing said, "although it's a pity, it's also the boss. If you do it casually, even you feel threatened."
"Yes, that's the trouble of being too good."
"Ha ha."
They laughed together, and then Chen Qing said, "by the way, boss, about our film and Television City Project in Changping, Beijing, news came from the domestic side, and it's not a big problem to win."
"Listen to your tone, obviously there is a" but "behind?"
"But..." Chen Qing's tone is quite relaxed: "some people say that we put too much energy on the real estate industry, or we should focus more on some industries."
"It's not my problem," Simon said. "If real estate doesn't make money in China, I certainly won't bet that much. On the other hand, if only real estate makes money, I can't do anything else. "
Chen Qing blinked: "boss, this is for me to help reply?"
"Don't go back. No one likes to hear the ugly words."
Chen Qing nodded: "I feel the same way. The domestic plan to use real estate as a means of stimulating the economy is becoming more and more clear. If the boss runs to pour cold water on it, it may be hateful, and we can't get the benefits ourselves."
Simon cut a piece of lamb from a plate and put it into his mouth. It was quiet on the surface, but his heart was filled with emotion.
But it's just some emotion.
History wheel rolling forward, mighty, run to stop the car, which has to follow the car all the way running good. As for what the destination is, Simon is the one who has the ability to get off on the way anyway, it doesn't matter.
While eating and chatting, some footsteps appeared at the door of the restaurant. The six girls who had just been sent to take a bath appeared there. At this time, they all washed away their graffiti and wore a uniform pink silk bathrobe with a hollow appearance inside. They probably wanted to say hello to Simon.
Simon smiles and beckons, and six girls come in at once.
When Chen Qing looked carefully, she found that Asian people are very beautiful, and the characteristics of Korean people are generally obvious. Of course, the height slightly deviates. These are all 180 cm, and they are generally above this baseline. This is already higher in the Western model circle, let alone the general impression of Korean women.
Chen Qing probably knows that in the Western model circle, for female models, 6 feet (182 cm) is often the ceiling. No matter how high it is, it gives people a feeling of overdoing it, and it's hard to stand out.
Of course, it's just routine.
With the resources of the westero system, it's no problem that the boss wants to raise the model's height benchmark to 190cm.
Still, the right to speak is everything.
In Chen Qing's mind, Simon across the street has hugged a girl and talked to her in Korean, which makes her 20-year-old Korean girl giggle. However, in Chen Qing's opinion, the smile is obviously with cautious humility and flattery, just like the aunt who is hugged by her boss and only dares to lean slightly over, Instead of sitting boldly on a man's lap.
After a few words about Mars, Simon noticed that Chen Qing looked at her and said with a smile, "this is Quan Youzhen."
Chen Qing thought of the two names that her boss had just mentioned, then glanced at Shen Caihui next to her and nodded slightly. Compared with the girl next door temperament of Shen Caihui, Quan you is a typical Korean woman with oval face, delicate facial features and fair skin, which can definitely represent the image of South Korea.
It can be imagined that Quanyou will really become popular in the fashion circle in the future. For Korean people who have low self-esteem and attach great importance to their overseas image, it will certainly become national pride.
Chen Qing thinks so, unavoidably some deviation, don't know this girl last night is in what kind of small game to win, just got his boss's reward. However, although she is very curious, it can be imagined that Korean people certainly do not want to know.
Simon talks and laughs with some tall Korean goblins, and then sends them away in the disappointed eyes of the girls. They don't stay to have dinner together.
Waiting for a group of goblins to disappear, Chen Qing said: "the boss is always so friendly and considerate. It's easy for women to have fantasies."
"It's up to you to get rid of their fantasies."
"Well, I also want to be a good man."
"Then let them transfer their fantasies to you."
"I'm not as glamorous as my boss," Chen Qing joked. She took a sip of the same mineral water as her boss, and went back to business. "By the way, boss, since the domestic rumors have made us pay more attention to the industry, of course we should respond. Recently, the team of the Economic Research Institute is collecting information about the domestic textile industry, and I think we can invest in it, I'll give the boss some information in a few days. "
Simon nodded slightly, but he thought of something, and looked at it with a smile: "how do I feel that you want to do something for yourself?"
Chen Qing pretended to coquettishly shrunk his neck: "the boss found it."
"The focus is still on Jiangsu?"
"Well," Chen Qing did not hide at all, "Jiangsu has been the most important textile industry center in China since ancient times, and the textile industry has developed very rapidly in recent years."
Simon thought about it a little and said, "the threshold in this field seems to be a little low. Everyone can do it, everyone is doing it, and it's not easy to do it well."
"My idea is to gather several super giants through large-scale merger and expansion, and at the same time focus on technological innovation, so as to highlight the encirclement by improving efficiency and scale effect. Moreover, the industrial transfer caused by last year's financial turmoil is also an opportunity. What do the boss think?"
"The idea is very good. It's hard to say whether it can be realized."
"Always try."
"Let it go, but if you mess it up, you'll pay for it yourself."
"You don't have to. I'm the boss from inside to outside now."