Chapter 47. Slightly Applying Means

"You shouldn't talk like that. (_ 彩 & 虹 & 文 & 学) (_ 彩 & 虹 & 文 & 学)" ended today's selection. After coming out of the room, Charlize said to Ivanka suddenly.

"Why, what's wrong with my sentence?". Ivanka raised an eyebrow, but gave up the aggressive tone after thinking for a few seconds, just asking in a puzzled tone.

"Of course no problem, just the timing is not right." Charlize shrugged. "When he asks you for the girl's information, you should give it to him without saying a word, instead of saying that he finally revealed his true colors. "

At this point, she stopped and turned to look at Ivanka seriously: "Do you think that Ed would converge if he said that?".

"How is that possible?" Ivanka, who also stopped, answered without hesitation.

"So, in that kind of environment, do you think it's appropriate even if no one hears it?". Charlitz then asked, "Although Adrian never cared, but as a close secretary, shouldn't it be considered?"

"Don't you do this before?". Ivanka said with a frown.

"So you're going to be exactly like me," Charlize looked at her with a smile, "it seems I should be proud of my teaching."

Ivanka said dumbly, she knew what Charlize meant, whether it was to be a reprinted former secretary or a distinctive current secretary, which was really a difficult problem. She even realized that this was a question of whether she was Charlize's second or Ivanka's first in Adrian's mind. She obviously did not like it, but always unavoidably avoided this situation. It's a contradiction.

I know. "Ivanka said unwillingly.

"So, what are you going to do next?" Charlize's mouth slightly lifted, but he put it down again quickly.

"Gather as much information about that girl as possible, and give it to him after he returns to the hotel." Ivanka quickly answered, a look I would not lose to you.

"The answer is correct." Charlize turned away without looking, and the secretary who stood far enough to not bother or overhear their conversation immediately followed.

Looking at the back of his predecessor, Ivanka couldn't help humming, and then went to the other side. The actions that had just been said were those that had to be paid.

While her former secretary and the new secretary were having a small verbal confrontation, Adrian was rummaging in the lounge about the girl who had made him familiar before, provided by the organizer of the "Supermodel Contest" in Australia. In fact, after spelling the girl's name, he knew his guess was correct, Miranda? Ker, one of the future Victoria's secret angels, has a cute baby face and a charming smile.

Because Alexander also became his collection after the test, Adrian also has more memories of Victoria's secrets, as said a long time ago. Although these memories are in the corner, they only need to be constantly stimulated. , You can fully recall, so when Miranda appears in front of him, he will feel familiar.

Maybe it's time to find a companion for Alexander. Flipping through Miranda? Adrian, Kerr, thought with a chuckle. He feels very much about this girl with a baby face. According to his usual habits, he wants and has the strength to get it. If it is let go, it must be a fool, and it is still the same in the Australian version of the "Supermodel Contest" The unexpected encounter in the pre-selection was clearly brought by God to himself.

It said that she had been a model at the age of 13, and then went to Catholic church school to attend middle school. There seemed to be something wrong with it. Adrian, who had browsed the data, pointed his finger at his head. You know, Catholic church schools have always been very strict, especially boarding schools. Since she was a small model, why did she go to that kind of place? And after graduating, I have come to participate in the selection of "Supermodel Contest" and passed the sea election. It is really interesting.

After thinking about it carefully, Adrian stood up. Some things that he had experienced in the past few days made him think of a good way.

After walking quickly across the promenade and opening the door, many eyes cast their eyes. Adrian walked calmly, as if he didn't see these players resting in a chair. After this passage, he stopped and waved, called the staff and whispered a few words, then went forward again, and arrived Turn to the left after the end.

Many players' eyes are lit up, and those who can participate in the second round of selection are some smart people. As long as they have done their homework before, they will not know who the miracle director is and the relationship between Supermodel Contest and him. If you can get in touch with him, even if you just say a few words, it is not impossible to get ahead. Even if he ca n’t or does n’t want to influence Australia ’s “Supermodel Contest”, do n’t forget that he ’s a media tycoon, and his Victoria ’s secret is all the rage. Think about rumors that the Pacific Ocean ca n’t stop. If he can get his support ...

Since this time, there have been many women trying to approach Adrian, although there have been no successful cases, but there will be no fewer people.

After coming out of the other side in a large circle and squinting through the glass door, Adrian shook his head. The women who stayed there were so stupid. Even if he would give them a chance, he wouldn't pull them out in a large court. Otherwise, people would get caught up in the media, and something must happen. Slightly reassuring that Miranda was not among them, and Adrian was sure she looked up when she passed by in front of her.

That's it for the first temptation, but it's better to complete all the temptations today. The second round of selection will soon pass. Whether she is shortlisted or not, the next trial is not easy. Adrian was thinking about going forward. When he turned, he suddenly bumped into a person. Although he didn't see who it was, the plumpness that was squeezed on his chest had already explained some problems.

"Sorry, sir, I didn't see you, my God, how could I be so careless." Exaggerated female voices followed.

"It's okay, ma'am, I'm okay," Adrian said quickly after taking a few steps to stand still.

"Are you Adrian? Mr. Cowell? Oh, my God, I actually hit you. I really shouldn't." The woman called again in an exaggerated tone.

Adrian had a ridiculous feeling. Look at the woman in front of her. About twenty years old, she has blond hair, and she is pretty good. The two groups on her chest are also very good-but I do n’t know if it is pure or made from— —But my head is not enough, knowing that waiting for him from here is too contrived.

"It's okay, ma'am, it should be me who apologizes," Adrian said politely.

Looking around, there were people standing on both ends of the T-aisle, but he didn't look at him, so he took the time to coax the girl with almost ambiguous words and then quickly slipped away. Even so, the young girl didn't feel offended, and Adrian looked at him with a little idiot when he left. Well, her head is really not enough.

After this time, Adrian began to be careful, and went around a large circle in the building intentionally, and walked several safety stairs several times, and surely avoided several women waiting in different places.

It seems that I should not come out alone. He could not help saying this to himself. When I came here before, Ivanka, bodyguards, and staff were around, and even if a woman tried to come up with a conversation, she would be politely blocked out.

Well, it should be able to go up now. After making a low-key walk around the lobby on the first floor, Adrian picked up a glass of water in front of the water dispenser and walked towards the elevator. At this moment, a figure came into his eyes, almost 5 feet 7 inches tall. Although he was simple in clothing, he couldn't hide his good figure. He was standing near the glass wall with his back to Adrian and making a phone call.

Adrian raised an eyebrow, then walked slowly, thinking about what to say, and opened his ears to hear what she was saying. However, Miranda spoke fast and eagerly. Adrian could only hear a few words such as "what to do now" and "I'm not sure". He felt that he was not doing well and might be brushed off. Then Ask a friend for help?

Soon he came behind her and was about to speak to her. Miranda suddenly turned around at this moment. She probably wanted to leave, so she turned quickly and hurriedly, so she bumped into Adrian's arms. . With a bang, the paper cup in Adrian's hand was squashed, and the water spilled on him, wetting his suit and shirt.

Miranda exclaimed, "Ah", for a moment she was at a loss, not knowing what to do.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it ..." She could only gesture timidly.

"Hmm ..." Adrian smiled bitterly and raised his hands. This was the second time he was hit today, and he was still splashed with water, which is terrible.

"Are you ... Are you Adrian? Mr. Cowell?" Miranda recognized him now and became more nervous. "Sorry, Mr. Cowell, I didn't mean it on purpose"

"Well, ma'am, it's okay, this kind of thing often happens." Adrian said in a consolation tone, and then pretended to remember something, "Yes, your name is ... Miranda? Kerr, right?".

"You ... remember me." Miranda looked surprised.

"Of course, just over an hour ago, you left a good impression on the judges and me, and my memory has always been good." Adrian smiled.

"Thank you." Miranda smiled shyly, with two shallow dimples, cute and charming, and then she immediately looked very sorry: "Sorry, Mr. Adrian, I didn't expect you to be ... ... "

"It's okay, I just want to walk around before I come here." Adrian said again in a consolation tone, then looked around, greeted a staff member, asked a few times before asking again To Miranda: "Can you borrow your phone, I didn't bring it."

"Of course you can." Miranda hurriedly handed his cellphone to him.

"Trouble come with me, there are a lot of people here," Adrian said with a smile, and then led her to a small room under the guidance of the staff to stay.

"Hey, Ini, it's me. I was in a room on the right side of the lobby and accidentally spilled water without a cell phone, so now someone else's cell phone called you, find someone to get a neat dress down Let me change, thank you. "After entering the room, Adrian contacted Ivanka with Miranda's cell phone.

"No cell phone?" Ivanka's teasing voice came over there.

"If possible, please hurry up." Adrian said calmly, then hung up the phone and exchanged the mobile phone with Miranda: "Thank you, Miranda? Miss Kerr."

"Just call me Miranda," said the girl flattered.

"Okay, Miranda, you can also call me Adrian or Ed." Adrian was also polite.

Then, under his guidance, the two began to talk slowly. Adrian is already a veteran in the old hands. A few words made the girl laugh, and the atmosphere became more harmonious. Not only did he talk about some models, but also many things about Miranda when he was a kid. Many, just talking about her experience as a small model three or four years ago, the girl did not like to talk more, and there seemed to be some bad memories.

Soon, the clothes were sent off, but the shirt and coat were wet, so Adrian was also polite and changed to the girl's face.

"So be it today," he said to the girl after changing his clothes, "I'm glad to chat with you, Miranda."

"Me too, Adrian." Miranda stood up with a smile, but with a little hesitation in her eyes.

However, Adrian did not leave after speaking, but looked at her with his eyes. At first Miranda was still able to look at him, but quickly lowered his head, followed by a flush of redness and a rapid spread. To the ear.

"You are really cute, Miranda, and charming." Adrian whispered.

Miranda didn't say a word or looked up, but the breathing sounded sharply.

"Can you make a turn?" He suddenly said again.

Miranda had no doubt or objection, so she naturally turned around in a circle.

Holding her chin and tapping her cheek with her finger, Adrian suddenly pulled a business card out of his pocket, wrote it a few times with a pen, and handed it to her: "I wrote the hotel room number on the business card. If you like, Miranda, you can come to me before four o'clock in the afternoon the next day. "

The girl finally lifted her head. There seemed to be a bit of disappointment in her eyes, but she felt a sigh of relief, reached out and took the business card to reveal a sweet smile: "I will, Adrian."

After leaving Miranda, Adrian nodded, then shook his head again. Obviously, Miranda didn't hit him on purpose, which was a complete accident. It can be seen in the conversation that she still has a simple side, but the later temptation can see the other side of her. If she was a completely pure girl, she would definitely refuse such an invitation. Even if she had any thoughts, she should be confused and ask what to do, but she agreed directly.

fair enough. Adrian then thought so, that there was a need to make her obediently fall into her own palm, and as long as it fell into her palm ...

Miranda? But Keer took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, and kept himself in good posture, and then he reached out and rang the doorbell. She was well-dressed today. Although the clothes are still simple, the tops are dark blouses and jackets, the bottoms are white leggings and boots, and the neck is surrounded by pink scarves-the southern hemisphere is now winter-plus Putting on a baby's fat face, it feels like a doll.

It's okay, at least ... he's kind. She secretly cheered herself in her heart, and resounded in her heart what a friend once said to herself: To learn to seize the opportunity, Miranda, you should go to Paris to London to New York, instead of staying in this ghost place and always remember, the opportunity is If you can't find what you want, as long as you can go out, paying a little price is nothing.

At this moment, the door opened, and in front of her were tall women, a blonde, **** coat and white narrow skirt over the knees, showing her curve just right.

"You are Miranda? Come on." She looked and laughed, then opened the door completely and made a please gesture. "Come in, I'm Ivanka, Ivanka? Trump, Adrienne. Mr. An's secretary assistant. "

"Thank you." Miranda owed her. She recognized the beautiful woman and sat next to Adrian the day before, turning out to be his secretary.

A sense of self-defeating filth came into my mind, whether it was the exquisite curve that protruded backwards or the calm elegance that made Miranda jealous.

"Sit here and wait a moment, Mr. Adrian will come out soon." Ivanka took her to the sofa and walked in after saying so.

Miranda took a deep breath, tried to calm herself, and sat down with her legs together. Looking around for a bit, the furnishings of the presidential suite were so gorgeous and extravagant that it made her a little more nervous.

Shouldn't he ... want 3p? Such an idea suddenly came out of Miranda's mind. After returning, she checked some detailed information about Adrian and gave her the most memorable word "playboy" ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Some people say that he has countless lover, some people say that he would coax women to bed, and some people say that Hollywood women have been related to him, but no matter how exaggerated, one thing is certain, the fastest way to become famous in Hollywood is indeed There are too many examples of him being served in bed comfortably.

He is indeed a very attractive man. If he hadn't exchanged that day before, he might not have agreed in one go. . Miranda said to herself, as for the truth or excuse, I do n’t know, but the beautiful and elegant woman secretary must have had **** with him. He called himself to come today, and let the woman secretary receive himself. Do you really want to ... how can you take it, you still ...

Thinking about this, Miranda stood up, and at that moment the door opened, Adrian stepped out, followed by the female secretary Ivanka and a manly woman dressed in a garish.

"I'm so glad you came on time, Miranda." Adrian greeted her with a smile and walked in and introduced her.

"Philip, this is the promising young model I said, Miranda? Kerr"

"Miranda, this is Victoria's secret creative director Philip Cox."