Sweet Sorrow

She was worried that Jacob might refuse her plan, so she didn't tell him that a brokerage company had come to her. On the appointed day, she didn't mention to the servants about the appointment, and just took the driver's car to leave home.

She arrived at the coffee shop with an uneasy mood along the way. Nicole stood at the door of the shop and sent a message to the agent.

"Hello, are you Nicole Du?"

Suddenly, a male voice sounded.

Nicole stopped sending the message. She looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a pair of black rimmed glasses.

"You are..." Nicole frowned and looked at the man, guessing who he was.

The man reached out his hand and introduced himself, "my name is Alex. I've contacted you before. I'm from Awake-Morning Agency."

Nicole was a little surprised as her guess was proved, "it's you. How did you recognize me?"

Alex pushed the glasses frame and laughed boldly. "There are pictures on your Facebook. I recognized you as soon as I saw you just now."

Talking about those pictures, Nicole smiled sheepishly.

In order to attract fans, she had taken many pictures of her and the cakes. Those photos were processed and processed, but they were actually better looking than herself.

"That's all fake pictures. You can't believe it." Nicole bit her lips and felt very shy.

"No," Alex said straightforward. "You are also beautiful in fact. If those pictures are fake, can I still recognize you?"

Nicole didn't know what to say, but only smiled shyly.

Alex pushed the door of the cafe open, made a gesture of welcome and said to Nicole, "Miss Du, let's sit down and have a talk."

"Okay."

As the conversation went on, Nicole put down her guard, no longer worried that this was a lie, and she had a nice chat with Alex.

From the introduction by Alex, she knew a lot of things about Awake-Morning Agency, such as the Internet celebrities who had signed contracts with Awake-Morning Agency and all the photos were shot by the company's team, and the company's top-notch live streaming was also finished in the studio's shed.

In the company's operation, the so-called Internet celebrity was not just the entertainment that no one had organized, but a professional and flowing financial operation mode.

The Internet red belonged to different types, including storytelling, make-up, comics, amusements, and the type belonged to Nicole was about food.

videos and teaching people how to cook delicious food or share

about salary

the company began to accept advertising income and increase

our team are going to spend money in promotion and package for you. The money we used at the beginning is free

much. In her eyes, thousands of dollars a month

heard what Alex had said, she was ready

should come to the company to sign the contract. You should bring your ID card and one decimeter photo." Alex reached out his hand again and

blueprint, Nicole was excited. She couldn't help smiling sweetly. She clasped the hands of Alex and nodded,

would have shouted out her joy if she hadn't

mall. She bought some clothes and jewelry for herself, her family, and servants, and even bought a

swiped the card, Nicole regretted.

was more expensive than all the clothes and shoes she

way to refund

long time, and she hadn't bought him any good gift in the past as well. She decided to buy this

would earn it back after

back to the villa with many bags in her hands.

the first time to see you

today a

gifts she had bought to the servants one by

is the earrings

"This is for you."

a bracelet and I want to see

on her hand, feeling both embarrassed and grateful. "Miss Nicole, you

I just want to buy some gifts and I can't afford the expensive

her words seriously, but they would not dislike the low price. After all, she had

work. I

about to go

Nicole and asked, "Miss Nicole,

him try it on when he

I'll call Mr. Jacob and ask him when

at Lily's ambiguous smile, and understood her intentions. She immediately felt embarrassed and said,

it's a surprise,

gesture, and

the misunderstanding from Lily. She shrugged her shoulders with a bitter smile