Adhering to the local customs, Kahn always speaks Chinese in the company. Chu Ruohan suddenly spoke French, and everyone was stunned.

Kahn's face was alienated and he disappeared from the smile he was chatting with Jian Qing, "Please say."

Chu Ruohan didn't care about Kahn's lukewarm attitude. Yu Guang glanced at Jian Qing and continued, "It's a bit inconvenient to talk about it here. Why don't we talk about it separately after the shooting is over? Can you please move some time?"

Chu Ruohan once studied in France, and it was normal to speak smooth French. Although Anyu and others had learned a little French, they were just simple greetings. They could only capture a few words from Chu Ruohan's words, and they could hear them in a daze.

Kahn glanced at Jian Qing, then looked at Chu Ruohan, and an unknown smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that someone mistakenly regarded a tiger as a cat, which was interesting.

"I'm going to agree to the beauty's appointment, of course I want to agree." Kahn smiled evilly, shaking the eyes of many fans.

Hearing Kahn's agreement, a little proud appeared in the depths of Chu Ruohan's eyes, and his eyes drifted towards Jian Qing without a trace.

Jian Qing lowered her head and tried the camera, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her. Yang Xiang disliked her appearance the most and spoke coldly, "Jian Qing, you are very dedicated to chatting with Mr. Kahn just now. I guess you must be speaking French very well, right?"

After the words came, Quan Yifei glared at Yang Xiang with dissatisfaction, his hands were itchy, and he wanted to blow people out directly.

How do people in the company choose models? Why did they choose people like Yang Xiang? She really couldn't understand.

Kahn didn't say anything, and looked at Jian Qing with a smile, typically watching the show.

Jian Qing looked up, glanced at Chu Ruohan and others, and finally looked at Kahn, "Is my French good? You can ask Kahn, after all, he is French, and he has the most power to speak, right?" A French language that looked like spring breeze overflowed from her lips.

Jian Qing's voice was not loud or small, but An Yu and others heard it clearly. Quan Yifei widened her eyes and was extremely excited.

"Jian Qing, do you speak French?" Judging from the fluency, it's like an authentic Frenchman. How many times does Jian Qing have to amazed her?

Jian Qing's eyes moved to Yang Xiang and the others, and the corners of his lips sarcastically said, "I know a little bit."

Kahn's eyes were filled with smiles, and he struggled to hold back his laughter. He felt a little sympathetic to Yang Xiang and the others. Who would he go against? He just came to Jian Qing, the old fox. Isn't this obviously a rhythm of hudding together to find abuse?

Jian Qing, a perverted IQ, can only know French language? She will be unlucky to say it underestimated her.

"You..." Yang Xiang stood there in a daze, obviously not expecting this result. On the side, Chu Ruohan's face was not much better. When he thought of Jian Qing pretending not to understand French just now, he was even more angry and thought Jian Qing was deliberately playing with her.

Jian Qing sneered, "Don't waste time. If you don't want me to shoot, please go aside. I don't have that much time to waste here."

These words were obviously about Yang Xiang and the others. The staff in the studio covered their eyes and dared not to go, and their faces were astonished.

After being squeezed by Jian Qing, Yang Xiang was so angry that she wanted to take action. Fortunately, Yang Lin next to her reacted quickly and grabbed her in time, otherwise the studio would be lively today.

Kahn looked at Yang Xiang, his eyes cold, and the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually faded.

Tsk, the jewelry he designed is not for people like this to wear.'

Yang Xiang probably never thought that until she died, but she lost the opportunity to shoot because of her impulse.

Without Yang Xiang, the messenger, the shooting began quickly. First of all, the five models brought by Kahn were filming first.

"Look at the camera here."

The model Kahn brought was the royal model of his team. It was almost unnecessary to say that posing and expression management were the more attractive. The slender figure, with her slender hands holding the camera and constantly pressing the shutter to aim at the model and shooting it. Her delicate face and focused appearance were particularly seductive. She looked completely different from an amateur.

Kahn and Quan Yifei looked at the photos taken by Jian Qing constantly coming from the screen. Kahn had already known Jian Qing's shooting ability, but it was the first time Quan Yifei met her. Looking at the photos on the screen in front of her, she couldn't help but exclaimed on her face.

"Oh my God, these photos are so beautiful. How did Jian Qing do it?" Quan Yifei covered her cheeks with her hands and sighed.

"She has always been so amazing." Kahn murmured softly, because he spoke French, and did not attract Quan Yifei's attention.

Ge Di thought of something, Quan Yifei quickly looked at Kahn and said, "Kahn, you should be satisfied with the photo this time, right?"

Kahn looked at Jian Qing's back steadily and chuckled, "Of course."

Upon hearing this, Quan Yifei finally put down a big stone in her heart, "That's good."

Before she knew it, it was Yang Xiang and the others who took photos. An Yu asked her assistant to help her tidy up her hairstyle and skirt. She looked at Jian Qing, who was debugging the camera opposite, and a little disdain and annoyance appeared in her eyes.

"Look at this, pay attention to the expression." After taking the first photo, Jian Qing stopped and looked at An Yu who was not in a state of cold eyes. "If you don't want to cooperate, just say it directly and don't waste film."

Kahn wrapped his hands around his chest, and he agreed with Jian Qing's words in his heart. An Yu seemed to be staring at Jian Qing throughout the whole time. Some people who couldn't control their emotions took photos, wasting film and everyone's time.

"Jian Qing, you..." An Yu, who has always been a proud daughter, has never received such treatment? Since she entered the entertainment industry, the staff around her, including the directors of all the big names, must be respectful to her. Why should Jian Qing use this attitude to her?

Before he could finish his words, a commotion came from the door that interrupted An Yu's words about to be angry. The female staff in the studio were excited.

"President, my god, I actually met the president."

"This is not a joke, the president actually came to the studio."

"Prick me, am I dreaming?"

The studio was boiling. Quan Yifei was delighted when she saw the visitor. The third brother finally came. It was fun now.

When Chu Ruohan saw the slender figure, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, and his eyes flashed with hope and looked at the person coming.

Quan Jingwu's arrival made the entire studio explode. Jian Qing was stunned when she saw the person she saw more than an hour ago appeared here.

What is he here to do?

"Jane, you shouldn't be fooled by beauty, are you?" Kahn's teasing voice rang in his ears. Jian Qing came to his senses and gave him a blank look.

"You can shut up."

Kahn shook his head and looked at Kwon Kyoto with a little more appreciation and admiration. "I have to admit that the man is indeed beautiful and I'm willing to give him a disadvantage."

Quan Jingwu is a man who is too deep in mind. Hei Jack and Bai Jue are probably not his opponents. Such a person is lucky to be friends, but it is too terrible to be enemies.
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