"Hello, Miss Luo, I hope our collaboration will be a pleasure." Ah Chuan extended his hand, his expression as usual while greeting her.
Luo Qi stretched out her hand reluctantly and shook it lightly.
And just like that, Ah Chuan grandly entered Luo Qi's life.
That evening, when Lin Yan came to pick up Luo Qi, Ah Chuan naturally called out to her, "Designer Luo, about the advertising plan, it seems I haven't had the chance to tell you."
"I'm only responsible for the clothes, what does the plan have to do with me?" Luo Qi asked with a forced smile.
"The plan was given to me by your company. As the designer, if the clothes you design don't match the plan, should we still go ahead with the advertising shoot?" Ah Chuan spoke in a matter-of-fact tone.
Luo Qi almost couldn't resist the urge to slap her purse against his face—how could someone be so annoying?
"Can't it wait until tomorrow? Right now, I'm off duty." She didn't feel the need to work overtime over such a trivial matter.