Chapter 43 A Familiar Stranger

"Great! This is the feeling I want. Okay, don't move. Let me take another one, okay, perfect..."

When I came back to my senses from those flashlights, the photographer nodded at me with
satisfaction.

But when I came down, he said to the staff who were with him, "See? Nowadays women are most
realistic. Nothing else is more useful than money."

Those young men laughed and gave him thumbs up. "You're the cleverest."

I walked into the locker room and got dressed.

The receptionist sent me the money. "Please go back to wait for the news. We will call you if the factory
chooses you."

At that time, I didn't have any hope for myself. "Then how will I get the money?"

The woman smiled and said, "Don't worry. We'll wait for the client to finally decide the payment."

"Okay!" I nodded and left the advertising company alone.

Robbie and Rosie didn't contact me these days. In fact, it's not a bad thing for us.

The good thing is, I've started to teach lessons which suggested by Spencer. And I have less time to be
lost in various fancies and conjectures.

In addition, I felt happy when I was back the classroom.

This sense of happiness also made me realize that there are so many things I can't do.

What I didn't know before makes me want to know more.



And I have to cover an excess of money - books.

I still did part-time jobs and did housework in the daytime, and I spent all my evening studying how to
start from scratch. I didn't have any basic skills in painting, so I had no idea how to draw.

About ten days later, the advertising company finally called me.

"Ms. Jasmine, are you free tonight?"

"Tonight?"

Hearing the puzzlement in my voice, Patrick hastily explained to me, "Well, miss. Jasmine, please don't
get me wrong. Here's the thing. The client is very satisfied after they saw your photos. However, they
hesitated between you and the other two models so they want to see you in present. They want to
know which one of you will be better if there is business promotion in the future."

"Of course, our clients are very generous. They want to leave a good impression on each other,
whether they use you or not. So they decided to have a meet at the XinYue Hotel. In this way, if you are
appropriate, you can celebrate for your cooperation and if you are not appropriate, they want to say
sorry for you.."

"Oh, I see."

"Well, Miss Jasmine, are you free tonight?"

I took a look at my class schedule on the beside table and found that I had no class tonight.

"Yes, I am free."

Hearing my answer, Patrick said happily, "That's all right. Then I'll tell Mr. Du about this. You can put on
some beautiful clothes tonight and try to make it. See you tonight."



After hanging up the phone of Patrick, I murmured, "Be more beautiful."

She opened the wardrobe and saw few clothes in her wardrobe. There were so little dresses that she
didn't even want to buy any cosmetics. To me, being such a beauty was kind of difficult.

I don't want to spend money on this kind of things. Just think about it. At that time, I still wouldn't weigh
the pros and cons of getting some benefits or going to make some investments. It is increasingly rare
to get nothing from others.

As for me, I was no different from what I was in the past.

I only remember that night when I appeared at the gate of the XinYue Hotel, I saw those pretty girls
going out and in with high or short heels and each of them was gorgeous.

When I gave out leaflets on the street in the past, I didn't think it was a bad idea. But now I can tell that
my clothes don't fit in with this hotel.

A few minutes later, Patrick's call came in again. "Miss Jasmine, Mr. Du has arrived. Have you arrived
yet?"

"I have arrived at the hotel."

"Here you are. I came out. Why didn't I see you?"

I saw Patrick come out of the room. As he spoke on the phone, he looked around. At the time, his eyes
easily jumped over me.

I felt a little embarrassed and waved at him. Patrick's eyes finally fell on me.

Patrick frowned and walked quickly up to me. "Ms. Jasmine, why did you come in this dress? Today Mr.
Du invited us to a five-star hotel for dinner. You wear such clothes without any make-up. Don't you have



respect for Mr. Du? It's the basic etiquette. "

I'm sorry to make Patrick unhappy.

"Sorry, this is my best dress, and I don't have any cosmetics."

I said in a low voice.

"What? Are you kidding me, Miss Jasmine? Females nowadays even small girls want cosmetics. How
can you say that you don't have any? You live such a good house, but you say that this is your best
clothes. Are you kidding me?"

"That's not my house."

"All right, all right." Dissatisfaction was written all over Patrick's face when his phone rang.

He answered the phone and looked at me, "Yes, She's coming. Yes, I'm coming. We'll be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Patrick waved at me, although he still had his dissatisfaction on his face.
"Come on in. Everyone is waiting for us."

I followed Patrick to the room inside the hotel.

"You said so many people wanted to have dinner with you, but you rejected. Now you are willing to
have dinner with me in such a high-end hotel. Do you think they will be jealous of me?"

"If you hope it happens again, don't talk nonsense."

"Don't pretend to be an idiot and call me out. Do you want me to be dumb?"



Two men's voices came from behind my back, and one of them was very attractive and could be heard
very clearly. As a result, I looked back immediately out of conditioned response.

It was nobody else but Robbie.

I looked at him in surprise. He saw me too, but he didn't stop walking. When he looked at me, he just
treated me like a stranger.

The man next to Robbie wore an ordinary jacket. He was a little shorter than Robbie but about 1.78
meters tall. He looked very strong.

Seeing that I was looking at Robbie, the man held Robbie with his elbow and said, "There is a girl who
has been looking at you all the time. Do you know her?"

"You'd better shut up."

Robbie glanced sideways at the man beside him, and the two people stopped at a private room next to
the door where I stood.

In fact, I want to say hello to Robbie. Even if I am not an acquaintance in his heart, but his help for me
makes me feel grateful to him.

But Robbie wouldn't even admit that he knew me.

At this moment, Patrick behind me shouted, "Ms. Jasmine, hurry up. Don't stand still like a
fool."


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