With a smile in her eyes, Wen Yan sat on the sofa and said, "Miss Luo, please speak."
Luo Mei got straight to the point, "I have a few models under me. There's a fashion show at noon. Can you finish it in the morning?"
Wen Yan confidently replied, "Yes."
Seeing Wen Yan's confidence, Luo Mei smiled and said, "As long as you can style them before noon, I will give you a generous remuneration."
"Lu Si told me about your skills, so I don't need you to do a trial makeup. I'll have someone take you to the makeup room later. Time is tight, Miss Wen, it's all up to you."
Wen Yan humbly replied, "Okay."
As they were talking, there was another knock on the door.
Luo Mei looked towards the door and said, "Come in."
The next moment, a woman with shoulder-length hair walked in. She glanced at Wen Yan and then her gaze fell on Luo Mei, "Sister Mei, Wang Yan said she found a stylist and they're on their way."
Luo Mei looked surprised. She turned to Wen Yan and smiled apologetically, "Miss Wen, I'm sorry. I just mentioned it, and I didn't expect the people under me to find a stylist so quickly. I'll go explain."
"It's okay, Sister Mei. I'll go with you," Wen Yan said with a faint smile.
Luo Mei nodded, "Okay." m..oΓg
The woman with shoulder-length hair listened to their conversation, sized up Wen Yan, and then a look of disdain appeared in her eyes.
Such a young stylist, what real skill could she have?
It was just pretense.
Luo Mei opened the door and walked out, asking without looking back, "Yiyi, is everyone in the makeup room?"
Yiyi stepped forward and nodded.
Wen Yan followed behind them. Suddenly, her phone rang. She took out her phone and looked at it. It was a message from Lu Si, asking if she had met Luo Mei.
She replied: "Yes, I met her. Thank you, Sister Lu."
The other party quickly replied: "As long as you met her, you can rest assured about my friend. She won't cause any trouble halfway."
Wen Yan's lips curved, "Sister Mei is a very good person."
After replying to the message, she followed them.
Luo Mei suddenly thought of something and asked Yiyi, "Yiyi, do you know which stylist Wang Yan invited?"
Yiyi shook her head, "Sister Mei, I don't know about that. Wang Yan just asked me to inform you."
Luo Mei frowned, "It's nothing, let's go quickly."
Yiyi responded, "Okay."
Wen Yan didn't take it to heart. The competition in the styling industry was fierce, and she never thought she was at the top.
The three of them walked through the corridor and into the makeup room. Wen Yan heard voices of praise coming from inside, "Wang Yan, you're amazing! You actually invited the famous stylist."
"With the stylist here for the fashion show at noon, we're sure to wow the audience!" another short-haired woman said, looking at Wang Yan with admiration.
"This is all thanks to Wang Yan. Yan Yan, do you know the stylist?"
Wang Yan's vanity was greatly satisfied. She vaguely replied, "I can't invite her. My best friend helped me."
Everyone understood. One of them asked, "Yan Yan, is the stylist arriving soon?"
Wang Yan glanced at the time, "She should be on her way."
When Wen Yan heard "stylist," she immediately recalled the news she had accidentally seen in a restaurant yesterday afternoon.
A flicker of surprise crossed Luo Mei's eyes, and then she calmed herself and walked into the makeup room. She scanned the room and her gaze fell on Wang Yan, "Wang Yan, tell that stylist that we've already booked a stylist and she doesn't need to come."
She and Lu Si were good friends, and she had already promised Wen Yan. Even if the other party was a stylist, she couldn't agree to cooperate.
When everyone heard this, their faces showed disbelief.
Sister Mei actually said the stylist wasn't needed.
With the stylist's involvement, the fashion show at noon was sure to be a success.
What did Sister Mei mean?
Wen Yan and Yiyi followed them in.
As soon as she said this, Wang Yan looked at Luo Mei with some confusion, "Sister Mei, that's a stylist! Which stylist can be more outstanding than her?"
Luo Mei's eyes moved, her gaze firm, "Just do as I say."
Wang Yan felt a little uncomfortable. How could she explain this? If it were an ordinary stylist, it would be fine, but this was her best friend's friend.
It was really difficult.
She held her phone, unsure how to reply.
Wang Yan wanted to try again. Luo Mei looked at Wen Yan and introduced her to everyone, "This is the stylist I found for you. Her name is Wen Yan. She will be designing your styles this morning. This matter is settled."
"From now on, you will listen to her."
As she spoke, Luo Mei turned and walked to Wen Yan, "Miss Wen, if there's anything difficult to handle, tell me, and I'll handle it."
Wen Yan nodded, "Okay."
When everyone heard this, they looked dejected, and their gazes towards Wen Yan also carried some hostility.
If it weren't for this woman, they would have been able to meet the stylist.
It was all this woman's fault.
What skill could she have to be better at design than the stylist? She really didn't know what Sister Mei was thinking.
Wang Yan's gaze fell on Wen Yan, and she exclaimed, "It's you! You're the stylist?"
It was this bitch!
Wen Yan heard this and quickly remembered that this was the woman who had inexplicably caused trouble for her yesterday. She said calmly, "Does it have anything to do with you?"
When everyone heard this, they were all confused. Wang Yan knew this woman? And they didn't seem to get along.
Wang Yan was almost angered to the point of spitting blood. Just as she was about to speak, her phone suddenly rang. The moment she saw the caller ID, she raised an eyebrow and answered, "You've arrived."
"..."
Wang Yan had intended to refuse, but at this moment, she suddenly thought of something and agreed, "Okay, I'll go outside and pick you up now."
Luo Mei's face instantly turned cold when she saw Wang Yan hang up the phone, "Wang Yan, didn't I tell you to refuse the stylist? Why did you agree?"
Wang Yan put on a show of acting for everyone's benefit and said, "Sister Mei, I think the fashion show at noon is very important to us. We can't let this woman ruin the fashion show."
Luo Mei's chest heaved with anger, "You..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wang Yan looked at her and said, "Sister Mei, after this is over, you can say whatever you want to me, but I'm really doing this for everyone's good. The stylist is at the door now, I'll go and bring her in."
Saying that, she quickly left the makeup room.
Little bitch, you think you're good at styling? This time, I'll make you lose all face!
After Wang Yan left, Luo Mei was extremely angry. Wang Yan was too disrespectful to her.
If the stylist hadn't come, it would have been fine if she had asked Wang Yan to refuse.
But when Wang Yan brought the stylist in later, she couldn't just kick her out.
Thinking of this, she had a headache.
Seeing Luo Mei's angry expression, Wen Yan remained silent.
She hadn't expected to meet Wang Yan so soon.
Seeing Luo Mei's gloomy expression, everyone wisely said nothing, but in their hearts, they were overjoyed. That was a stylist!
A few minutes later.
Wang Yan's voice came from outside the door, "Sister Mei, the stylist is here."