Heart-beating, Ye Weiwei must be heart-beating. Moreover, she had heard of the stylist in the makeup team in prison. He was a super powerful person. She has always wanted to find opportunities to learn from her. It would be great if she could follow her this time.

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"The interview time is tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. There will be a professional sign-in desk on the first floor of Ruifeng Hotel."

"Okay, I will be there on time." Ye Weiwei raised the corners of her mouth, God knows how happy she is now.

But Nan Xin on the opposite side frowned again, "It's over, my Wei, WeChat said you have to bring your own makeup tools. You don't have anything, what should you do?"

"Makeup tools?" Ye Weiwei's smile also disappeared. Yes, she didn't have makeup tools.

A good makeup brush costs more than a thousand, and she is reluctant to buy it, so now she has no tools. What should I do? Do I have to paint in the air for the interview tomorrow?

Nan Xin pinched her brows, looked at the gadgets on her dressing table, and said cruelly: "Erwei, don't worry, you still have sisters in Shengshi. I will contact everyone now and ask everyone to help you get it together."

Equipment will definitely not let you lose the chance of an interview.”

Hearing Nan Xin's words, Ye Weiwei's eyes were full of gratitude, "Nan Xin, thank you."

"Oh, thank you. We are all good sisters. We should help you. I won't tell you anymore. Now I will help you find tools and I will call you when I get them together."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Weiwei took out her bank card, logged into the online banking with her mobile phone, and started checking the account.

Nan Xin and the others had some equipment, but after all it was different from what the crew required, so she still had to prepare some herself.

Xiao Jinghan, who had a vision of 5.0, took advantage of his height advantage and turned his head to see Ye Weiwei's operations. Seeing that she was checking the accounts, he asked in a calm tone: "Are you having a financial problem?"

Ye Weiwei waved her hands and explained with a smile: "No, it's not a matter of funds. There is an interview with the makeup team tomorrow morning, and we are required to bring our own makeup tools. But I don't have them. Now I have to prepare again. Let me see how much money is left.

, make a plan and buy all the equipment."

After understanding Ye Weiwei's words, Jamel Xiao narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes slightly, and said again two seconds later, "No need to buy it."

"Huh?" Ye Weiwei was stunned for a moment and scratched her head, "I don't have tools, I have to buy them."

Jamel Xiao curled his lips, then took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "It's me."

The other party was eating. When he heard Xiao Jamhan's voice, he immediately put down his chopsticks and said with great vigor, "Mr. Xiao, what are your orders?"

"Didn't you say that you have a set of high-end beauty tools that you want to give away?" Jamel Xiao said.

The man blinked hard, not realizing what the other person meant.

A gust of cold wind blew on Jamel Xiao's calm face, and he repeated again, "You said that day that you wanted to give away a set of Ivinson's beauty tools for free, did you forget?"

At this point the man understood what Xiao Jamhan meant. He swallowed his saliva and said with a flattering smile: "I'm stupid, why did I forget about this? I just want to give you a gift. Is there anyone around Mr. Xiao who needs it?"

If necessary, I will send it to you now."

"Well, half an hour." After saying that, Jamel Xiao hung up the phone.

Listening to the cold beeping sound, the man swallowed his saliva subconsciously.
Chapter completed!