Ye Qiu didn't stop, still focusing on the female model, Amy.
"Amy, let's see your catwalk."
Upon hearing what Ye Qiu said, Amy had no choice but to place her hands on her hips in the CEO's office and walk the catwalk as if she were on a stage, striking poses and provocative gestures.
When Ye Qiu told her to stop, Amy stopped.
"Of all the female models at Xingyue Group, only this one is qualified."
What?
Only one qualified?
Shen Yueru couldn't believe it, neither could Liu Xiaoli, nor could Amy.
Usually among the model troupe, she was the most low-key and least utilized, those designers, including Liu Xueying and Li Yingjun as well as other female designers, had never sought her out, thinking she lacked the temperament of a model and definitely wouldn't allow her to try on the lingerie they designed.
Sometimes, Amy felt as though she was dispensable within the group of models, only staying because she felt the treatment at Xingyue Group was decent.
