Wan Jia thought it was a good idea too, but could she really do it? She was not a model after all.

"Can I do it alongside another model? She would teach me what to do and the effect would be better."

Lu Aotian read through her thoughts like a book. "You are not photophobic. What are you afraid of? It's just a few photos but if you're too scared, we'll ask your sis Lihua for help."

"Then I'll ask Sis Lihua." she was more confident now.

"Okay, let's do it professionally. I'll contact Qing Tai Media. If you want, you can endorse one set each."

Wan Jia thought it was even a better idea and was happy.

What Lu Aotian did not tell her was that, they had initially intended to use the company's best model but she tried to leak some information about the set. Luckily, Lu Shaoting had been assigned to pay close attention to Elite Fashion World and he found that out. It was obvious someone had bribed her behind the scenes, so Lu Aotian did not trust the models anymore.

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Qing Tai Media.

The CEO was extremely shocked when he recieved an email from Lu Enterprises. It was even from the President himself! Just what streak of good luck were they riding on?

"Call Lin Lihua over." he said excitedly to his secretary.

Lin Lihua thought it was an emergency and rushed over from the filming site.

"CEO, did something happen?"

"Yes, look at this. Lu Enterprises wants to hire you to endorse EFW's new jewelry set. As expected of our movie queen. You are so lucky!"

Lin Lihua almost rolled her eyes. Please, lucky? The president's woman is my sister. What's there to fuss about?

"I'll do it."

The next day, Lin Lihua and Wan Jia made their way to the photo studio.

With a little guidance from Lin Lihua, Wan Jia was able to make perfect poses that did not make her own beauty overshadow the jewelry she was wearing. Although she was now a queen of the movie screen, Lin Lihua's professionalism as a model was still sky high.

Wan Jia was very tired after the shoot.

"How did you survive as a model? How do you even survive as an actress? So tiring!" she complained.

"Ha ha! If your career requires it, you must get used to it. I don't find it troublesome at all."

"That's because you were meant for screens and magazines. Luckily I'm not a model."

Lin Lihua smiled. "This week's issue of Moon Weekly magazine will have the highest sales in history."

Wan Jia smacked her. "Hey! Are you endorsing EFW's jewelry or Moon Weekly? Can you be a little more professional?"

Lin Lihua smacked her right back. "Isn't Moon Weekly owned by Lu Enterprises? It's killing two birds with one stone. I overheard the photographers say that they want to use the photo we took together as the cover page."

"Is that really a good idea?"

"Of course it is. Not only will the magazine sell like hot cakes, the jewelry will too. Talking of which, why can't Lu Aotian make you the permanent spokesperson for Elite Fashion World? You're so beautiful that you don't need to have any skills."

Wan Jia did not like the idea. "Wouldn't I be busy to death? Let the professionals do it."

...

"You did well." Lu Aotian complimented her when she went to his office.

She put her arms around his neck and pouted. "Honey, I'm hungry. I want to eat crabs."

"Mmh, I'll take you to eat crabs."

"Honey, you should prepare for a mass production of the jewelry sets. They are very beautiful. I'm sure that after the public sees them, everyone will want to buy one."

Lu Aotian held her tightly. "They are both limited edition. The ones you and Lin Lihua endorsed are the only ones that will ever be made."

"Only two?" Isn't that too cruel? What was the point in making them public then? Letting people see something that was not only extremely valuable, they may not be able to buy it even if they had the money. Lu Enterprises was too...

At that point, her phone rang. It was a foreign number.

"Didn't I change my contact number? Was it leaked again?" she muttered.

She answered the call and put it on speaker. "Hello, Wan Jia, do you remember me?"

Wan Jia was not too good in remembering voices and had a blank expression. Lu Aotian, who only had to hear a voice once to remember it for ages, wrote on a blank piece of paper on his desk: Tyler.

Tyler? Why would he call her? "What is it you want, Tyler?"

She was not very polite with him. After all, not only were they not friends, he was Yun Xuan's fiancé.

"Can we meet in private? I have something to talk to you about."

Wan Jia rolled her eyes. He was not going to talk her into reconciling with Yun Xuan, right? She looked at Lu Aotian, who nodded before she replied,"Okay. It better be something worth my time."

"It will be. I'll send you the adress in a minute."

She hung up. "My love, I hope he's not going to talk about Yun Xuan like Yun Jifeng did."

"Yun Jifeng talked to you?"

"You don't know? That idiot spammed my social media with private messages about the need for friendship. So annoying."

"Ignore him. Let's go meet Tyler."

"Er, you're coming too?"

"Did I say anything about letting you go alone?"