Let me see which unlucky person is here to tell fortunes today

Lu Xiaoling knew Amy's concerns: "I know you are afraid that I will be disgusted, but you also think this is a rare opportunity, right?"

Amy: "Well, so I want to ask you, if you don't want to go, then we won't go."

Lu Xiaoling said angrily: "It was you who told me not to care about those people at the beginning. How come you have more concerns than me now?"

Amy: "I was just a bystander before, so it's easier said than done. After knowing you for so long, I gradually understand your difficulties."

"Putting myself in your shoes, it's really embarrassing."

Lu Xiaoling: "Don't worry, I don't care anymore. Just send me the time and place, and I will attend."

To solve the root cause, we must first understand the other party.

No matter how embarrassing this new product launch is, she has to go.

And there was another point that she didn't understand. Luo Yang's company did not produce beauty products. Even though many companies are now cross-industry and collaborating with other brands, Luo Yang's company's products are mostly targeted at men, but cosmetics are generally targeted at women.

If a brand that most women are unfamiliar with launches beauty products, they will most likely classify it as a miscellaneous brand.

As long as the consciousness is formed, Luo Yang will lose everything.

With such doubts, Lu Xiaoling went to the exhibition with Amy a few days later.

Just as Lu Xiaoling thought, although Luo Yang invited many industry leaders, most of them were not optimistic about this cross-industry developed product, so only half of the people on the invitation letter showed up that day.

As for the other half, some came to watch the fun, while others came because they couldn't save face.

They thought that since they were here, they might as well take a look at the products developed by Luo Yang. But after trying them, Lu Xiaoling and Amy looked at each other tacitly, and then put their things down silently.

After all, I am an amateur. The appearance and packaging design of the products are amazing, but compared with other brands, these things are simply unbearable.

The quality is not good, but the price is not low.

Ever since the eyebrow pencil incident, many people will not blindly buy foreign brands or domestic products. They will compare them one by one. Even if some brands will invite some big internet celebrities to recommend them, as long as the quality is not good, or the quality and price are not equal, they will be exposed.

Luo Yang was afraid that he was going to fail.

In the distance, a familiar figure slowly walked towards this direction. Lu Xiaoling said something to Amy and then ran away.

But just as she was putting on makeup in the bathroom and waiting for Amy to finish dealing with Luo Yang for her, she saw an uninvited guest arriving.

"Lu Xiaoling, you are quite capable. You even managed to get my husband to join a new industry for you."

Lu Xiaoling pointed at herself, looking confused: "Me?"

Qiao Xuan no longer maintained the superficial harmony. She sneered, "Don't play dumb. You participated in the national makeup competition half a year ago, and Luo Yang started doing makeup half a year ago. If it wasn't for you, then who was it for?"

"The invitation letter you received was sent by him personally."

Lu Xiaoling laughed out loud: "Do I know that he did his makeup for me?"

"Could it be that it was a coincidence that he changed his career just for me?"

"Even if he really did it for me, do I have to agree? You two really like to do things behind the scenes without the person involved knowing about it?"

Qiao Xuan gritted her teeth in anger: "Lu Xiaoling, are you feeling proud?"

Lu Xiaoling tilted her head, speechless: "Qiao Xuan, not everyone worships Luo Yang as a god like you do."

"To me, he was just a stranger."

"Would you feel proud of buying a bouquet of flowers for a stranger?"

"And this stranger's wife is pointing at your nose like a mad dog and asking you what you are so proud of?"

"I don't even know who this bouquet of flowers is for, and you're blaming me for it. Your hostility is a bit inexplicable."

Qiao Xuan still remembers that when Luo Yang and Lu Xiaoling divorced, Lu Xiaoling cried and begged.

At that time, when she looked at her humble appearance, she felt happy in her heart.

Now that their identities have been swapped, this feeling of imbalance makes her feel doubly humiliated.

"Lu Xiaoling, you are a thing of the past. Luo Yang has been snatched away by me, so he can only be mine!"

Lu Xiaoling suddenly became interested. She slowly approached Qiao Xuan and whispered in her ear, "Are you so sure?"

"What if the flowers are really for me?"

"Do you think I should or shouldn't I?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, these were originally mine, right? Even if I want them, isn't it just taking back what belongs to me?"

After saying that, Lu Xiaoling walked straight out of the bathroom, leaving Qiao Xuan alone, stomping her feet in anger.

When Amy came out of the bathroom, she had already sent Luo Yang away.

Seeing Amy rolling her eyes almost to the sky, Lu Xiaoling knew that she seemed to have experienced something very dramatic just now.

"What on earth did Luo Yang say to make you so speechless? If you turn the page again, your colored contact lenses will pop out."

Amy dragged Lu Xiaoling out of the exhibition and said, "Don't mention it. Luo Yang doesn't know anything about makeup. When he came towards us, he wanted to talk to you, but you ignored him."

"When he saw you were gone, he had no choice but to find a topic to talk about with me, but what he said made no sense."

"Why did you want to die for such a man?"

"I thought coming here would allow me to show my face in front of the big guys in the industry, but I really overestimated him."

Lu Xiaoling did not forget her purpose. She asked, "What do you think of their products?"

Amy wiped the back of her hand with disdain: "I don't want it even if it's given to me for free. The active ingredients are so few that it's useless. I have to waste time washing my face after applying it."

After that day, Lu Xiaoling received more harassing messages on her phone, but among the many messages, she found a friend request from Luo Yang.

Lu Xiaoling agreed without even thinking about it, and the other party sent a message back almost immediately.

"I accidentally saw that you won the gold medal in the national makeup competition. I invited you to talk about beauty knowledge, but I didn't expect to miss it. Do you have time now? How about chatting?"

Lu Xiaoling rolled her eyes. Luo Yang was still the same as before. He seemed to be asking questions, but his tone did not allow anyone to refuse.

"In what capacity do you think Mr. Luo is chatting with me?"

"Mr. Luo... or my ex-husband?"

Luo Yang didn't expect Lu Xiaoling to ask so directly, he asked back: "Of course I am here to ask you, the beauty god, in my capacity as Mr. Luo."

"But if you want me to use another identity, I can do that."

Lu Xiaoling suppressed the nausea in her heart, took a screenshot, and sent it to Qiao Xuan.

Anyway, Qiao Xuan can find her contact information through her and Luo Yang’s mutual friends, so she can get her contact information in the same way.