Ruan Tiantian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Laura is joking, are you serious?"

The makeup artist shook his head thoughtfully: "No kidding, do you think your peach blossom eyes are more intoxicating than ordinary peach blossom eyes? This is the reason why your eye sockets are a bit deep. Generally, only the eyes of ethnic minorities or mixed races have deep eyes. , your skin..."

The makeup artist opened his sleeves and leaned over halfway through: "Everyone who has seen me said that I am the whitest they have ever seen. Look, let's compare."

The makeup artist is a man, but her skin is indeed white, and she can't see pores and hairs. She has never seen anyone with such white skin, except for patients and people who haven't seen light for a long time.

Looking down at his exposed legs again, it seems that he is indeed a little whiter than him.

Although the makeup artist is white, her skin can be seen a little yellow, her skin is pure white, and there is a little honey pink, because this honey pink does not look so sick.

Zhuo Ran patted the makeup artist's head: "Do you know how much time it takes for female stars to take care of their bodies? They bathe with milk and roses every day. Can they compare to you?"

Ruan Tiantian was embarrassed, although she knew that Zhuo Ran was joking, but passed, passed.

The makeup artist stared: "Really?"

Ruan Tiantian hesitated in difficulty.

The makeup artist covered her head and said, "Tiantian, what do you want to say?"

Ruan Tiantian: "Not every day, just occasionally, once every ten days and a half a month."

The makeup artist's eyes were wide open, and his mouth was so open that he could fit an egg into it, and it took me a long time for it to pop out and I leaned on.

Ruan Tiantian was satisfied when she saw this.

It was the makeup artist who was obviously hit, leaning on the back of the chair and having nothing to say. After getting out of the car, he asked her in a low voice, "Then how much milk do you waste with one wash?"

Ruan Tiantian burst out laughing: "Just kidding you!"

When the makeup artist heard this, he was obviously relieved: "That's good, otherwise I'll be depressed to death."

Laura took them to a restaurant first. The restaurant was low-key and luxurious, and the interior looked very expensive and terrible. Under the leadership of Laura, everyone came to a luxurious box.

Zhuoran took Ruan Tiantian and Yuan Yuan in. Yuan Yuan was a girl who was convenient to follow Tiantian. The two bodyguards he invited were guarding the door, and Xiao Liu and others were sent out by him.

There were only three white men sitting in the box, one of them was an older man with half-gray hair, one in his thirties and forties, and a young man about Laura's age.

Laura stepped forward to make an introduction: "This is John, the general manager of our company, this is Alvin, the director, and this is Alvin's assistant."

The general manager is naturally the oldest John.

Laura is John's secretary. After the introduction, she stood behind John and continued, "This is Miss Ruan's manager, Mr. Zhuoran, and this is Miss Ruan Tiantian..."

Zhuo Ran stepped forward: "Hello..."

After shaking hands and talking to each other, it was a simple dinner.

The foreigners are funny and humorous, and Zhuo Ran is also very good at talking, and they soon became one. Ruan Tiantian sat next to him and drank two glasses together. The wine was red wine, so he would not get drunk.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but when John and Alvin looked at her, there was always a bit of exploration in their eyes.

It's not strange that a brand company chooses a spokesperson to look at people, but she always feels a little weird.

Because in their eyes there was not only scrutiny, but also looming surprises and surprises, as if she surprised them.