True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 159 Winners directly crushed [1 more]

  No matter how waterproof the envelope and letterhead are, they are also made of paper.

   Just drifting into the furnace, it instantly turned into ashes, and there was no **** left.

  But does not include a letter.

  The last letter that was thrown in, it turned out to be pretty good.

  There are flames all around the envelope, but I can’t make it curl up a side.

  Seeing this scene, the housekeeper was taken aback for a moment, and then he seemed to realize something, and immediately brought tools to extinguish the fire.

  Then put on the gloves and took out the letter carefully.

  The butler took a closer look and found that the envelope was not only intact, but also not even stained with dust. It was confusing and frightened.

  He is responsible for managing the periphery of Laurent Castle, and receives dozens of traditional letters every day.

  Basically, these letters were sent by fanatical fans outside. The members of the Laurent family read them several times, but didn't read them again.

   also said that this kind of letter will be sent in the future, and it will be burned.

  It’s really important that we won’t use such an old method of communication.

  The butler burns letters every day, which has long become a habit.

  It was the first time he encountered this kind of thing today.

  He has never heard of it, any paper can’t even be burned by fire.

  What if it is a poisonous substance?

  It would be no good if it harmed the young masters and ladies in the manor

   Just when the butler was hesitant to hand in this letter, footsteps came from the hall on the first floor of the castle.

  At the same time, a voice sounded from behind him: "Leave the letter in your hand to me."

  The butler suddenly recovered from his thoughts, and when he turned his head, he did not know the person.

  But he noticed that there were golden irises embroidered on the cuffs of the visitor.

  Golden iris flower is the symbol of Laurent Bank.

  Only the core servants inside the castle will carry such signs.

  The butler hurriedly passed the letter in his hand.

   "It's okay." The young servant took it, and sighed softly, "I knew that you would burn letters and specially used nanomaterials."

  The butler was at a loss and frightened. He tentatively said: "What do you mean..."

   "It has nothing to do with you." The young servant waved, "Go ahead."

  After carefully stuffing the envelope into his pocket, he left the castle hall, walked around the garden next to it, and walked towards the innermost part of the manor.

  The butler naturally did not dare to follow.

  He can be regarded as the old servant of the Laurent family. He has worked for 13 years, but he has not been allowed to enter the core area of ​​the castle.

  It is said that the real head of the Laurent family lives there.

  Don't talk about him, even other members of the family are not allowed to step in without permission.

  Then this letter must be requested by the real authority.

  As soon as he thought of this, the butler broke out in a cold sweat.

  Fortunately, this letter is okay, otherwise he won't have enough lives.

  **

  Hua Guo.

  Shanghai city.

  Two o'clock in the afternoon.

  In a top style shop.

  This styling shop only serves the wealthy and celebrities. Today is the first time to book a venue.

  In the shop, technicians such as makeup artists, beauticians, and hairdressers come and go, with many tools in their hands.

  嬴子衿 sat in front of the makeup mirror, showing no expression.

  Behind her are the students from Class 19 and Mr. Zhong.

  She didn't want to talk to any of them at all, and she didn't even want to remember how she was dragged here.

  In the morning, she finished the biology class for class 19, and fell asleep on the table at noon. Before she woke up, Xiu Yu and another girl in the class took her away, saying that she would ask her to eat the new dessert.

   Then the dessert shop Ying Zijin didn't see him, he saw Mr. Zhong who was waiting for her with a smile, and a group of eager stylists.

   Then, she was pressed on this chair.

   "Miss Zijin, your skin is really good." The makeup artist looked at the girl, surprised and envious, "I originally planned to do exfoliation and photon whitening for you, but it seems that I don't need it."

  She picked up the mask next to her and couldn’t wait: “I’ll give you a hydrating treatment to put on makeup.”

  Ying Zijin yawned and nodded when she remembered that she often stayed up late.

  After completing the process of hydrating, the makeup artist pushed the cosmetics cart over and asked: "Miss Zijin, what style of makeup do you want to make? Sen? Or Bohemian?"

  Ying Zijin: "Please draw me a killer Matt."

  Makeup artist: "..."

   also listened to a careful old man: "..."

  Liao Zijin saw in the mirror that Mr. Zhong was clutching his chest with a distressed expression on his face. After a pause, he reluctantly changed his words: "Baroque."

  Baroque makeup is very retro, and it is only popular in O Zhou.

  Because even if the facial features have a little flatness and blemishes, using Baroque makeup will be nondescript.

  The makeup artist has worked here for several years, and she also encountered two requests for Baroque makeup, which caused her to forget this style.

  But there is really no makeup look more suitable for the girl in front of me than Baroque style.

  Low-key, luxurious, noble and mysterious.

  The makeup artist's eyes lit up, the inspiration came, and he immediately started to act.

  "The dress! The dress is here!" Half an hour later, Xiu Yu brought in a big box from the door, "Father Ying, look, I bought you several pieces, you choose one."

  Speaking, she opened the box and took out one by one to show Ying Zijin.

  There are navy blue princess dresses, retro little black dresses, and pipa collar cheongsam.

  Each piece is specially customized, and the price should be more than one million.

  嬴子衿 slowly exhaled: "Are there any arms and legs, and it's better to cover your neck?"

  The little brother scratched his head with a dazed expression: "Huh? There are only Arab robes."

  Xiu Yu: "..."

  She had to cover her good figure, and she was heartbroken even when she saw it.

  Although their dad wore an Arabian robe, their appearance and aura were directly crushed.

  Xiu Yu could only helplessly put the dress back into the box.

   Just then, a clerk ran in with a gift box in his hand: "Miss Zijin, someone brought it."

  Ying Zijin was still putting on makeup, Xiu Yu helped to take it apart.

  Inside is a black dress, but not a skirt.

  Xiu Yu can tell at a glance that this dress is only a top, and the price is more than 10 million yuan.

  Plus the diamonds and other materials on the dress, the total price is definitely more than 100 million.

  Who gave such a big deal?

  Xiu Yu was curious, but did not ask: "Father Ying, it just so happens that this is a dress that suits your preferences. When you finish putting on your makeup, I will help you wear it."

  **

  Shanghai City Hall.

  The concert started at seven, and many fans lined up at four in the afternoon.

  Most fans have come to listen to Ying Luwei’s concert for the first time. When they can get in at six, they can’t wait.

Backstage.

  Ying Luwei is applying makeup to the mirror, but her face is not good.

  Originally, she had arranged an appointment with a styling shop, but just a few hours ago, the styling shop went to inform her that she could not serve her.

  She increased the price, and the styling shop did not change.

  When things happen suddenly, she can't find other makeup artists, so she can only come by herself.

  Zhong Manhua is on the side, restless and anxious.

  She has been deliberately avoiding everything about Yingzijin.

  Qingzhi did not call her during this period, but she was also relieved.

  Unexpectedly, Ying Luwei dropped such a bomb directly at her.

It was only after Zhong Manhua came to the Great Hall that he knew what happened. He couldn't do it if he wanted to leave.

  She again thought that there are still many famous artists coming, and there is also a real-time broadcast online, which hurts her heart, liver and lungs.

  Zhong Manhua thought it was Ying Luwei who kindly wanted to provide Ying Zijin with a chance to make friends with famous people, so she could just refuse it now.

  Unexpectedly, it was Ying Zijin who wanted to come by herself.

   "Sister-in-law, are you uncomfortable?" Ying Luwei has been following Zhong Manhua with her peripheral light, seemingly inadvertently, "Would you like to go to the hospital?"

   "The little problem with the stomachache." Zhong Manhua naturally wouldn't say that she didn't want to watch Ying Zijin's performance, "It's okay."

   "Sister-in-law must pay more attention to your body." After finishing makeup, Ying Luwei stood up and said, "The concert is about to begin. I'll take your sister-in-law to the seat."

  Hearing these words, Zhong Manhua subconsciously squeezed the strap of the bag.

  The two walked out the door and ran into a foreigner head on.

  "You are Mr. Bart?" Ying Luwei was taken aback first, and then surprised, saying in English, "You can condescend to come to my concert. I am deeply honored. When the performance is over, can you give me some pointers?"

"Am I acquainted with you?" When Berg was forcibly pulled in, Bart was already suffocated, and he was impatient with Ying Luwei, ignoring her directly, and looking back, "Where is the other player? Are you coming?"

  (End of this chapter)