In the Hilton banquet hall, Grace Spurt chatted with Simon for a while, and saw that Clare Gain, who was about to come, was stopped by a guest again, stopped his steps to leave, looked at Simon and whispered: "Also, the girl you sent from Ukraine has a very good qualification, but her personality is really too unbearable. Elite's business in Ukraine has already started, why don't you pick some for you to deliver to your villa in Rifny?"

Grace is talking about the sister of Lyudmira Besonoskova, a tall basketball girl in Ukraine.

Simon arranged for a year of professional modeling training for the girl last year, and then handed it over to Grace.

Fashion Week this spring will open on February 8. A little goblin with a rebellious personality is already preparing for his debut in New York. He is now living in a dormitory apartment specially provided by the Westeros family in the Upper West Side for the maids guards.

There are too many women around you, so it is difficult for girls with personalities to attract Simon's special attention. Regarding Lyudmira's arrangement, Simon thinks that girl is very suitable to be a model, that's all.

However, Simon did not refuse Grace's thoughts this time and nodded, "Okay, choose the smarter one."

Grace said: "Don't you think stupid women are actually better to deal with? Smart women are usually not at peace enough?"

"You are not restless if you say so?"

"Yes," Grace looked at Simon and said half-truely: "I couldn't help but have an idea at dinner, to have a child and cheat some alimony."

Simon smiled and shook his head gently: "You don't have to have children, I can give it to you if you want alimony."

"Like, the woman I just married some time ago?"

"Hmm? Oh, you mean Laura, that's different."

Laura Gralf.

Even if Grace doesn't mention it, Simon is about to forget it.

After all the things that happened, Gralf and his daughter were dismantled, leaving only Laura Gralf living in Manhattan. Because she lost interest in that woman and did not want to have trouble, she asked her to find a next home to marry her. Simon also generously gave her the villa on 92nd Street in the Upper East Side as a dowry, which was considered a settlement.

After hearing what Simon said, Grace didn't ask anymore.

I remember the man once said it.

Now it seems that it is really different, very different.

In fact, suddenly mentioning this matter in front of him was just a small temptation she involuntarily.

It's really different.

It was like she couldn't help but send the company's models to him, just like she deliberately brought Bryce with her when she came back yesterday, just like she just mentioned helping him choose girls, just like she actually talked about Mitterrand's funeral out of some weird envy, just like she said nonsense last night that she would find some beautiful girls to commit suicide for him.

In the final analysis, it is the inner instinctive sense of insecurity at work.

At this moment, I suddenly felt relieved.

Always different.

A man takes care of a toy, how could he be too bad for her?

Of course, we can't expect more.

He also said that he likes smart women.

Smart women know what to do and what not to do.

Claire Gain, Chen Qing and Lin Su walked over together at this time, interrupting this strange relationship. Grace returned to nothing, greeted the three girls, and took the initiative to walk away.

Women's intuition is always the keenest.

Even though Grace concealed it well, the three girls C noticed the strangeness of the Elite female leader when they got along with her boss. If there was nothing between them, no ghost would believe it.

However, all three girls were very clever and did not mention it.

All the things that should be discussed have been discussed during the day. This time, I just came to support Girl C. Simon didn't have the idea of ​​staying at the party for too long.

Claire came over, continued to chat about trivial things, and exchanged simple greetings with some other important guests. Simon took Chen Qing and Lin Su to leave.

No return to the apartment on Fifth Avenue.

Bryce is the kind of young lady-like temperament, and Chen Qing is not willing to suffer losses. She will at least quarrel when she meets her, so she arranged in advance to go to East Hampton, Long Island tonight. On the banks of the Easter River, two black hawks customized by the Westeros family took off and carried Simon and her party. It took about half an hour to reach the easternmost end of Long Island, two hundred kilometers away.

The butler Angry has led a group of maids to clean up a manor in front of the sea.

Chen Qing talked to Simon about the progress of the dancer selection of the National Style Art Troupe. From the end of November last year to the present, in two months, the selection team received up to 260,000 resumes for job applications, mainly because China happened to be at a change node in a related field.

Before the 1990s, China had a large number of art troupes and other organizations at various departments and levels. With the continuous advancement of national reform, these groups were also being severely laid off. Even the literary and artistic organizations that were still retained, their lives were usually not very easy. Their former iron rice bowl was no longer solid, and those who were active began to find a way out.

Just then, the Chinese Style Art Troupe began to recruit.

It is 10 times the salary level of ordinary literary and artistic workers. It works in a big city like Shanghai and has the opportunity to perform abroad, which is simply dreamy. In addition, this art troupe is still advertised directly in a major newspaper. With the credibility of a newspaper at this stage, this will definitely not be fake.

So, in the past two months, in Chen Qing's words, it was simply a group of demons dancing around.

If the girl hadn't directly fired a group of team members who tried to play various routines during the interview, it would be hard to say what would be selected in the end.

In any case, with two months and sufficient budget support, the selection progress is also very fast, and there are only the last 1,000 candidate girls left.

Inside the manor villa in East Hampton.

When we arrived here, everyone sat down in a living room. Chen Qing opened a large suitcase she brought over this time, and it was full of photo photos of the last girls: "In fact, the last 1,000 people are already very outstanding. After all, they were selected from 260,000 people. Lin and I personally participated in some interviews and watched all the auditions videos of all girls to ensure that no one was just making up for the numbers. So, boss, please see if you like anything you particularly like, so you can make it straightforward."

Chen Qing said, taking out a beautifully bound album from her suitcase and handing it to the man.

Simon opened the big 16-opening album in front of him, and one by one, a beautiful girl wearing a classical water-sleeved dance uniform appeared in front of him.

This is customized by Chen Qing according to the dance drawing of "Caiwei" handed over to her by Simon some time ago. The girl obviously spent some time thinking about it. There were four photos on each page of the album, and each girl only had one. She casually poses on the carefully arranged stage. She had not learned to dance or had her dance skills learned, even from these still photos.

Simon admired the girls selected in the album according to the standards he set, and gradually understood a story about "not knowing the beauty of his wife".

It is basically carved from the same mold, with a slender waist, barefoot, melon-shaped face, a graceful figure, and beautiful temperament and classical temperament.

After seeing too much, I can't help but feel a little blind.

However, getting together in the future will definitely be a benefit of Simon's neat obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Chen Qing accompanied Simon to turn the page, occasionally explaining a few words, and after reading about hundreds of girls, he continued: "Boss, you can actually choose more, even if you get all these 1,000 girls, it's not a problem. Moreover, I still feel that there is no need to give them such a high salary. Even if we promote the monthly salary of 2,000 yuan, it is actually very exaggerated in China."

Simon imagined the scene of 1,000 girls dancing classical dance together, and soon fell to the radio gymnastics, shook his head and said, "Why do you need so many? 100 is enough, so keep screening. In addition, I have recently selected some names, exactly 100. They will call this in the future. Well, in this way, you customize a batch of jade and make a nameplate, one for each person."

Chen Qing was puzzled: "Name?"

Simon signaled the A girl who had just sent her coffee to bring a pen and wrote it directly on the album in beautiful small calligraphy.

Chen Qing quickly saw names.

All are double words.

Moreover, they are all obviously from the Book of Songs.

Guanju, jagged, graceful, peach, Zijin, millet, reed, picking myrtle, fox, July, Yiren, Xiaowan, frost, Xiaoming, picking spices...

Lin Su, who was sitting on the other side of Simon, listened quietly, saw the names appearing in the man's pen, and his mouth opened slightly without realizing it, both because of the man's beautiful small calligraphy and because of these names, at least a large part of them, are really... beautiful.

Simon wrote more than ten consecutive times, stopped writing, and said to Chen Qing: "There are 100 in total, and I will hand you the complete list tomorrow."

Chen Qing nodded her head, not as reserved as Lin Su, and said with admiration: "Boss, these names are great. I'm so sorry you are not my father, otherwise I wouldn't have called an ordinary name like Chen Qing."

Lin Su rolled her eyes slightly when she heard some obvious teasing in Chen Qing's words, so she couldn't help but pick it up. She reached out and pointed to the two words Simon wrote next to a girl in the album: "Does this, Xiao Ming also come from the Book of Songs?"

Simon glanced at Lin Su: "Yes, so, you can take the time to memorize the Book of Songs, I will take the time to check."

Lin Su suddenly stopped.

hateful!

I just questioned him a little. Is it necessary to punish others like this?

Chen Qing glared at Lin Su's aggrieved look through Simon, but she didn't dare to show it, otherwise it would definitely cause trouble.

However, Simon did not let her go and turned her head and asked, "What do you think of the name 'Xiao Ming'?"

Forehead……

How to say it?

Could it be that I told the man beside me that this name is as old-fashioned as the ‘Tom’ ​​and ‘Lucy’ in the English textbook she first came into contact with… Well, I definitely can’t say that.

Chen Qing was still organizing the language, and Simon had continued: "In this way, you can recite the Book of Songs."

Chen Qing said pitifully: "Boss, I think this name is good, well, it's great."

Simon said: "Since that's the case, add..."

Before Simon finished speaking, Chen Qing had already hugged his arm and started acting coquettishly: "Boss, I'll carry it!"

With her arm wrapped around Chen Qing, Simon did not continue. She smiled and stopped her from acting cute. She took out a photo of a girl in the album and began to write Yu Ji's song "The Wind Entering the Pine" on it, and said: "The Book of Songs·Xiao Ya·Xiao Ming", this is also a 'Going Poem'. She advised people not to indulge in the work of writing and waste time. Just like Yu Ji's "Apricot Blossom Spring Rain in Jiangnan", Chinese is really beautiful."

The man's tone was plain and his pen was plain, but both the girls on both sides were inexplicably touched.

After Simon finished writing the small lyrics, Chen Qing then spoke again: "Boss, when will you go to China next time? Many people are looking forward to it."

Simon smiled and said, "I don't know, maybe in a few months, the spring rain season of apricot blossoms."

Chen Qing then smiled: "Then let's make up, the spring rain of apricot blossoms falls to the south of the Yangtze River."

Simon nodded: "Okay."

Chen Qing reached out to help insert the photo back, and said, "Also, how do you distribute these names in the future? Well, can I ask for one?"

"You want to change your name to Chen Xiaoming?"

Chen Qing had curved eyebrows and eyes: "Whatever the boss asked me to call me, what would I call me?"

"Then what do you think I want you to call me?"
To be continued...