Quick wear: healing the beautiful, strong and miserable boss every day

Chapter 105⑧Wheelchair Master Bei (8)

Fortunately, Wen Jinhuan knows some makeup techniques, so she doesn't need to spend money to learn.

That day, she had just successfully obtained a professional makeup artist certificate, and saw a recruitment notice on the website to help a commercial show with makeup.

Looking at the attractive salary, Wen Jinhuan signed up without hesitation, and the cost of one session was worth a week's wages at the milk tea shop.

Soon she successfully signed up, and the organizer sent her notices, asking her to read carefully and reply if there was no problem.

A week later, someone came to pick her up and take her to the Shanghai Convention and Exhibition Center.

The Jade Appreciation Conference was held in the Convention and Exhibition Center this time, and appraisal experts and successful business people came.

Therefore, it was a large-scale event, and Wen Jinhuan's main task was to apply makeup to the hostesses.

She came early, around five in the morning, and the event started at nine.During this period, she and other makeup artists need to make up more than 100 hostesses in the audience.

The organizer pressed hard, and also demanded that there should be no mistakes, not even a single strand of hair messed up.

The work was completed half an hour ahead of schedule. After the end, several makeup artists said that the money was a little bit easy to make but not so good.

While Wen Jinhuan was busy backstage, the M system reminded her that Bei was also coming.

Then should she find a chance to show her face in front of him?

When Wen Jinhuan was thinking, the makeup next to him caught a glimpse of the bracelet on his hand, and said, "I heard that today there are experts appraising the grade of jade. My grandma gave me a family heirloom jade pendant. I don't know if there is a chance for an expert to look at it for me. Hey Your bracelet is very beautiful, do you want us to let the experts see it together?"

Wen Jinhuan came back to his senses and said, "Experts should appraise rich people."

"That's not necessarily the case. I saw that the announcement said that as long as everyone in the exhibition today can be identified by experts, and it's free, you see we all came here." The makeup artist continued.

"..."

Wen Jinhuan didn't respond, the makeup artist stopped talking consciously, and turned to get busy with other things.

After putting on makeup for Miss Manners, Wen Jinhuan went to the toilet to wash her hands and relax her body. She stood in the corridor from the bathroom and looked down. She could see a corner of the exhibition center. It was all thanks to her There is a staff card, otherwise you can't go upstairs.

She just stood here to relax herself. Although she couldn't leave after finishing her work, she had already signed a work agreement, and the organizer included three meals a day and round-trip transportation.

The exhibition started, and the number of people gradually increased.

She looked up and happened to see Qu Hua coming out of a certain lounge on the fourth floor, which was a little far away. Wen Jinhuan was wearing contact lenses and a mask today, so Qu Hua might not be able to recognize her.

She wasn't afraid of being recognized by Qu Hua. It was obvious that Qu Hua didn't recognize her. Maybe Qu Hua didn't see her, or thought of her as a staff member.

Wen Jinhuan thought, where Qu Hua was, Bei must also be there.

Wen Jinhuan looked at the room behind Qu Hua, but no one came out for a long time.

Later, she saw Qu Hua go to the elevator and go downstairs, but Bei Ye still didn't show up.

That's right, it's a good thing for someone of his status to come, and he's doing a good job for the host, so why did it happen so early.

But what she didn't know was that Bei also suddenly had a serious illness, so she didn't go out on time.

a lounge—

The windows and curtains were closed tightly, there was no light coming in from the outside, and there was a person lying on the bed.

This person is Bei Ye.

Bei Ye's brows were tightly furrowed, and he forcibly endured the stinging pain between his legs, sweat broke out on his forehead, and his temple hair was wet.

Standing beside the bed was a man, he should be a doctor, he took out a piece of cloth from an ordinary black box, inside the cloth were several rows of silver needles of different sizes.

"Master, the weather is cold, you should pay more attention these few days." He said.

As soon as the temperature drops, Bei Ye's leg disease will recur, and it will repeat throughout the winter until the arrival of spring.

And the way to treat leg disease or relieve pain is to apply acupuncture.

This is what he has been going through since he was a child.

"Well, let's get started."

There was no abnormality in Bei Ye's voice, it could be seen that he was used to such intense pains one after another.

The weather in Beijing changed suddenly today, so I was caught off guard early in the morning, but it hasn't entered winter yet.

"This winter has not yet arrived, and it relapsed at the end of autumn, a little earlier than last year."

The doctor sighed lightly, and pulled up Bei Ye's pants. His legs, which had been hidden in the pants all year round, were so white that they glowed, but they were limp and lacked strength. This was one of the reasons why he couldn't stand up.

The doctor gave him the needle at a moderate speed. He was skillful in his movements, and he knew that he had done this kind of work many times.

Needle up and down.

Bei also snorted, and said lightly, "That's good, I don't need to read the weather forecast in the future."

"..."

The doctor rarely heard a trace of desolation in his voice.

He glanced sideways and saw Beiye's mandible, with tense nerves and protruding blood vessels. He was an unbearable person and kept silent.

Doctors often admire him as a real man who has lived for thirty years and made his career so successful that he is called Master Bei.

……

On the way back to the backstage dressing room after washing his hands, he was met by a staff member who hurried over.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He yelled an apology anxiously.

"It's okay." Wen Jinhuan said.

Then the staff stared at Wen Jinhuan, and saw the staff badge hanging in front of her.

"Are you in that department?" he asked.

"Makeup artist." Wen Jinhuan replied.

"Exactly, come with me."

Involuntarily, he took Wen Jinhuan's hand and ran to a room with Wen Jinhuan.

Lying on a sofa inside was a girl wearing a cheongsam. She recognized it as a lady of manners, and her delicate makeup couldn't cover her pale face.

"What's wrong?" Wen Jinhuan looked at this scene in a daze.

In addition to the hostess lady lying down in the room, there are other staff members, one of whom is the assistant director of the organizer.

"Didn't eat breakfast and fainted due to hypoglycemia." Someone answered her.

"Where are you going to find a substitute now!" The assistant director stared at Wen Jinhuan, then looked at the staff who brought her here, "Is she the substitute you hired?"

"Yes, and she is tall enough, but she doesn't know what she looks like when she takes off the mask."

As he spoke...he looked at Wen Jinhuan hesitantly, with some uncertainty in his tone.

"Could you please take off your mask?"

"..."

Everyone looked at Wen Jinhuan expectantly, Wen Jinhuan sighed in his heart, and reached out to take off the mask.

In the next moment, she saw surprise and astonishment in everyone's eyes.

The assistant director made a final decision, "Okay, it's you, go change your clothes and put on makeup."

"But I...I have breakfast." Wen Jinhuan frowned.

She just heard that the hostesses are not allowed to eat or drink before general activities due to physical and other reasons, such as reducing the need to go to the toilet.

It's just that although Wen Jinhuan got up early, she didn't treat her badly, and she already had breakfast for the first time.

"..."

After the words fell, everyone's faces froze, thinking that she had some concerns, who knew it was this matter.

"Uh... It doesn't matter if you have breakfast. You should change your clothes and make up first. You should be quick, and you can rest assured that other additional expenses will be settled for you." The assistant director told her.

After listening to the assistant director's words, he insisted on helping others, anyway, the organizer couldn't find any other hostesses for the time being.

Wen Jinhuan was silent for a few seconds, and asked, "But I haven't taken etiquette and body classes."

"It's not a big problem, as long as you can wear high-heeled shoes, stand upright and walk, and smile without showing your teeth, that's fine. The rest is not a big deal for him."

The assistant director waved his hand, "Xiao Gan, quickly take her down to change clothes and make up."

In this way, Wen Jinhuan temporarily acted as the hostess of the convention and exhibition center.

At the same time, the doctor's acupuncture work for Bei Ye was completed.

The phone on the bedside table in the bedroom rang, and Qu Hua's name flashed on the interface.

The doctor took a look, "Master, yes Hua is calling, do you answer?"

"catch."

The doctor held the phone in front of Bei Ye.Bei also answered the phone, and it was Qu Hua who asked him if he was feeling better, saying that some people wanted to see him, and Qu Hua called to ask his opinion, because he had already refused, but those people still refused to give up.

After listening to Bei Ye, he said that he understood and hung up the phone.

In the exhibition hall on the first floor, Wen Jinhuan was wearing a red embroidered knee-length cheongsam. Her figure was overhanging, and a pair of nude high-heeled shoes pulled her legs straight. Designed to fit the waistline perfectly.

Her hair was coiled up high, revealing her swan neck, and her cheongsam was propped up by her right-angled shoulders. In addition, she was beautiful, and her appearance was more outstanding than other hostesses, so there were many more guests in her direction than others.

Some guests will ask Wen Jinhuan for an introduction, the M system will say it in her mind, and Wen Jinhuan will follow it up, and can also answer questions for the guests very well.

The guests listened with gusto, nodding their heads to enjoy, and then more and more guests came to listen, Wen Jinhuan introduced one after another, and the handling became more and more handy. After a while, there were more than a dozen guests in front of her, more than other booths. A lot more.

Wen Jinhuan's beautiful, gentle voice makes the guests pleasing to the eye.

After introducing a piece of jewelry, a guest said: "I think that bracelet on your hand is very beautiful. Is it related to this exhibition?"

"No, this is personal." Wen Jinhuan smiled slightly.

"Oh, I thought you guys were wearing jewelry for display too."

"..."

Wen Jinhuan always faced the guests with a smile on his lips.

After answering these guests, she looked over the crowd and saw Qu Hua trotting to meet Bei Ye.

There are also several experts around, and some businessmen behind them.

As soon as it appeared, it also attracted the attention of many people.

Wen Jinhuan looked at him as if he was different from last time, it seemed to be mentally, she always felt that Bei was also more tired this time than last time.

(End of this chapter)