Not That Simple

Qin Guan paused. Famous brands were harder to approach than ordinary studios. They received a large number of resumes every day and couldn’t afford to interview every model.

The boxes had to be their way to save time for both sides.

Qin Guan smiled at the girl and then turned around to head for the boxes.

"Hey, leave your resume here. I’ll deliver it."

The girl stood up from her desk. A voice was repeating in her mind, "Stop that Asian boy!"

She seemed to sense his history. That model was different. How could she describe it? She could only use the word "charming".

"Okay! Thank you for your help."

Surprisingly, Qin Guan handed his resume to her. It was an advantage to leave it to the receptionist instead of throwing it in the box.

"Hey!" The girl stopped him again. "How is your English?"

She thought he was an Asian adventurer. Qin Guan smiled at her. "Not bad. At least we had a pleasant talk just now."