Liang Ange said: "Sister Qingxiang! Please ask the secretary to take a photo of your wardrobe! Teacher Kong will choose the right clothes for you!"

Qingxiang nodded and immediately instructed the secretary to go to her house to get clothes, and took them into the lounge in the essential oil museum.

The two of them waited in the lounge for a while, and Qingxiang came in and placed her phone in front of Qin Kong.

Qin Kong was speechless, that messy bunch, what was called a wardrobe?

"Are you a trash can? Or a wardrobe?"

Qingxiang had no choice but to say to the video: "Piece a few summer outfits!"

Liang Ange also looked at the wardrobe that grew chaotic like wild grass, "After the press conference, let Teacher Kong clean up the wardrobe!"

Qin Kong looked at her, is this his girlfriend?

He turned his head and his head and looked for clothes to wear.

Fortunately, it was messy or hanging, after all, the wardrobe was big. The camera passed by in front of the clothes one by one.

Most of them are dark. Qin Kong's eyes are blind, "Mr. Qing! Men also have black, gray and blue, you are blue!"

Qingxiang was speechless, "Forget it, I'll just do it, to set off Ange."

"The contrast does not have to be used to set off, but sisters are also OK. But today you represent the company, and it still needs to be formal." Qin Kong said.

I left the lounge and went around the mall, and after a while I came back, I held a long purple scarf.

Qingxiang and Liang Ange looked at him blankly, how to shape just a scarf?

Qin Kong put the scarf through Qing Xiang's overly formal pointed-cornered shirt collar, unbuttoned a button, then put the hanging scarf through the button, and then unbuttoned the second button.
Chapter completed!