Chen Limei led Yue Ling to a private room on the first floor of An Qing. Stopping by the window, she turns around.

"Yue Ling, I will get straight to the point. Why don't you come work for me here at An Qing? It'll be of great benefits to you. I can help you keep your rank as a supermodel."

Hearing this, Yue Ling arch a brow in amusement. Her sudden expression cause Chen Limei to think her words had convinced Yue Ling. However, Yue Ling's lip curl upwards into a smile that sent chills down Chen Limei's arms.

"That's very nice of you, but..." Yue Ling tilt her head slightly to the side, "Aren't you forgetting something?"

Chen Limei smiles, "Ah Yes, the pay salary right? If you come work for me, I will give you a cheque for 1 million each month."

She smiles at Yue Ling again. One million yuan is a large sum a puny model has barely seen. Anyone who's given the chance to receive this much money will definitely not turn the opportunity down.

However....

"One million in US dollars? That's quite a large figure there."

Yue Ling spoke as she cross one arm over her chest and touch her chin with her other hand. She knows Chen Limei meant in yuan, but still... She is quite surprised that Chen Limei is more cunning than she had thought. However, she is a multi billionaire already, Chen Limei's so called 'large sum' is really nothing to her.

Standing across from Yue Ling, Chen Limei who was full of confidence was struck dumbfounded. She had suggested the price in yuan not US dollar, how did Yue Ling...

"Miss Chen, I understand your need of models, but don't you read the papers? I retired when I moved here."

Yue Ling looks at Chen Limei, thinking of how dumb this woman is, she shook her head.

"Y-You.."

Seeing the shake of head, Chen Limei clench her fists. Her eyes glaring at Yue Ling as if they were knives sent to stab the woman. No one has ever turned her proposals down. Everyone values her as a highly distinguish figure, yet, this puny nobody model is looking down on her. Taking a deep breath, Chen Limei tried to maintain her smile.

"Yue Ling, how about it? If the amount is too small, I can raise it to any number you want."

"...."

Yue Ling stare at the woman like she was an idiot. Now, she understands why her other branch companies betrayed her. It was all because of Chen Limei's bribery. Seems like, once the fashion show is over, she'll need to get rid of those people as well.

"Miss Chen, we are not familiar with each other for you to address me by name."

Not waiting for a response or reaction from Chen Limei, she turns to leave the room.

"Miss Han, I suggest you agree to my terms and work for my An Qing. It's for your own good."

Chen Limei was pissed. She had been nice to Yue Ling, but all she got in return was the cold shoulder. She's going to demolish De L'amour at the fashion show. Once that happened, Han Yue Ling will be out of job. Did Yue Ling not stop to think that she, Chen Limei can also ruin the model's career?!

Of course not!

Yue Ling stopped in her steps hearing Chen Limei's words. Staring at the door, her red lip curls upward. Not turning around, she speaks her words.

"Miss Chen, I will say this to you, remember WHO has MORE authority than you do here. It's for YOUR own good. Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to report back to De L'amour."

Saying her words, Yue Ling didn't want to waste another second with the idiotic woman. She leisurely exits the room and head towards Liu Shan and Ju Suo.

"...."

Rooted to the ground and dumbfounded again, Chen Limei stare at the spot Yue Ling was just standing. She couldn't help but think of Yue Ling's words. It was like a warning to her....

Could it be?

Could there really be someone higher than her in An Qing?

Lifting her hand to her mouth, she starts biting her nails. Her expression turns pale as she ponder in thoughts.

"CEO Chen, are you alright?"

Chen Limei's assistant enters the room and ask when she saw her boss's pale look.

"Ying, I want you to find everything about De L'amou and Han Yue Ling. Also, confirm with Ming Yue, I need to know if there is no one higher than me here."

"Yes, ma'am."

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The doors to An Qing opens out and three figures step out. Yue Ling walks towards Liu Shan's car with a straight face.

"H-Han Yue Ling!"

A girl's voice trails from behind them. Yue Ling turns to look and sees an employee from An Qing. She nods her head and smile.

"Hello."

The girl hesitated for a moment, she glance up at Yue Ling with her cheeks flushing red, then she lift her hand out. It was a pen and notepad.

"I know you are no longer a model, but I'm still a huge fan of yours. Can I please have your autograph?"

Yue Ling looks at the girl and smiles with her straight white teeth. She nods her head and takes the pen and notepad.

"Of course. I'm glad to know I still have a fan."

Seeing Yue Ling sign the girl's notepad, all the workers from An Qing ran out with there to get an autograph too. So did the people passing by when they realized it was Han Yue Ling and not some random woman.

"Please sign mine too!!"

"We love you Han Yue Ling!"

As the crowd got bigger, Liu Shan and Ju Suo could only try to block the fans from pushing forward.

Liu Shan looks down at Ju Suo and he sighed. If he knew it was going to be like this, he would have told Qi Li to come with them instead of the small and petite Ju Suo.

Not only that, he has a date tonight with Ling Ni. What if he accidentally gets a bruise? Even worse, what if he has to cancel his only chance getting to go on a date?

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