chapter 9 Huamei Company ===

Seeing a famous star on TV, who would have thought that she could be so charming and lovely, especially in front of a lowly security guard?
Everyone felt their heads buzzing. If a big star could act coquettish towards them, they would gladly die a hundred times.
Brant clenched his fists tightly. This security guard named Corentin ignored him and now even received such favor from Verdell. It was infuriating!
"Cough, cough." Corentin, as the person involved, coughed violently, almost coughing up blood. Verdell was really pushing him into a fire pit. He could feel the icy killing intent from Brant behind him, and it was clear that they had become enemies!
"Definitely," Corentin smiled awkwardly, trying to hide his embarrassment.
With that, Verdell took the lead and walked out of the parking lot, pulling Corentin to the side, walking side by side with him.
The group headed towards the entrance of the Soaring Group's. At this moment, Verdell whispered, "Corentin, what a coincidence. I didn't expect you to be a security guard here."
Corentin grinned. "Are you disappointed?"
Verdell giggled. "Why would I be? I actually find it exciting. It's like hiding in plain sight, right? The more powerful a person is, the more willing they are to be an ordinary little person. The more ordinary, the better."
At this moment, Corentin could only laugh and cry. "Miss Curry, you really overestimate me. I'm just a lowly security guard."
"I don't believe you," Verdell snorted. "You can deceive others, but not me. By the way, I gave you my phone number, why didn't you call me?"
"Well," Corentin chuckled. "I've been busy with work and didn't have time to call."
How busy could a parking lot security guard be? Verdell wasn't going to be fooled. Her eyes brightened as she said, "Then tell me, what's my phone number?"
"..."
For a moment, Corentin was speechless. He didn't even remember her phone number. No matter how he tried to explain, it was useless.
Seeing Corentin turn his head away, looking guilty, Verdell suddenly felt a pang of sadness. How many people wanted her phone number, but she never gave it to them. Yet, she had willingly given it to him, and he didn't seem to care.
Verdell, who had always grown under the halo of a superstar, had never experienced such grievances before. Of course, for others, this was not considered a grievance at all.
Verdell couldn't help but sob softly. Corentin's face immediately stiffened. Could it be that she was about to cry?
"Don't, don't cry. I can remember your phone number," Corentin felt a headache coming on. If this girl cried out loud, with her status, who knows what terrible things could happen.
Corentin quickly took out his phone, an old Nokia brick phone. Verdell sniffed cutely and took his phone from him, directly inputting her number into it. She then wiped away her tears and smiled. "There, all done!"
"Brant, what are they doing?" Captain Malin, who was following behind Verdell, whispered to Brant.
Malin glanced at Brant and saw his bloodshot eyes filled with intense jealousy. He couldn't help but shiver and lowered his head, not daring to say a word.
Anyone could see that Verdell and Corentin were exchanging phone numbers. It was truly strange that a goddess-level superstar would be chatting happily with a lowly security guard!
After a while, Brant finally managed to squeeze out a few words, "Once Verdell leaves, immediately kick this Corentin out!"
"Yes!" Malin nodded repeatedly, afraid that Brant would kick him out as well.
As they entered the company building, all the employees exclaimed in surprise, "Verdell, it's actually the famous star Verdell!"
Everyone rushed out in excitement, almost causing chaos. Corentin protected Verdell behind him, using his strong arms to clear the way for her, displaying the qualities of a professional bodyguard. He made sure that no one touched Verdell even slightly.
When Verdell entered the elevator, her eyes shimmering, she asked, "Corentin, were you a bodyguard before?"
"No," Corentin shook his head.
Verdell hummed softly. This damn Corentin, he never spoke a word of truth. The aura he exuded just now clearly belonged to a high-level bodyguard! It was far beyond what an ordinary bodyguard could compare to.
At this moment, Verdell became more and more curious about Corentin's identity. What did he do before? Why was he now just a lowly parking lot security guard at Soaring Group?
Inside the elevator, the head of the company's advertising department was by Verdell's side, introducing the company's overview to her. However, Verdell had no interest in listening. Her thoughts were all focused on Corentin.
The head of the advertising department was a middle-aged woman wearing black glasses. Even though she knew that Verdell wasn't paying attention to her explanations, she continued to talk incessantly.
Ding! The elevator arrived at the 18th floor, and the group walked out of the elevator. It seemed that the 18th floor had always been vacant. How did they end up here?
As they stepped out of the elevator, they were greeted by a wall behind the reception desk with a few large words hanging on it - Harking Cosmetics Limited!
Brant was slightly taken aback. When did the company establish a cosmetics subsidiary?
Among everyone, only the head of the advertising department remained calm. It seemed that the establishment of the cosmetics company was a secret research and development project of the group.
A fragrant breeze filled the air, and the sound of high heels clicking echoed. Several graceful figures approached, with the woman at the front dressed in a standard office lady uniform. Her features were exquisite, her figure graceful, and her cold and frosty expression added to her allure. It was none other than the CEO of the group, Mirela!
Although there were several other beautiful women behind Mirela, they paled in comparison to her.
"Hi, Miss Curry. I am Mirela, the CEO of Soaring Group. It's a pleasure to meet you," Mirela extended her hand, her expression still icy.
Verdell smiled slightly and gently shook her hand. "I've heard of your name for a long time!"
"Miss Curry, I am Galea, the general manager of Harking Company," a mature woman in her thirties, with her hair tied in a ponytail, and a professional and capable demeanor, also extended her hand. "Let me take you to see our latest developed products. I hope we can have a successful collaboration."
"Sure, I'm looking forward to the cosmetics developed by Soaring Group," Verdell smiled and shook hands with the general manager of Harking.
It was only now that Corentin understood the reason for Verdell's sudden visit. It turned out that Soaring Group was venturing into the cosmetics industry and had invited international superstar Verdell as their spokesperson. This was a brilliant move, and the endorsement fee must be astonishing!
At this moment, Mirela casually glanced and suddenly saw a very familiar face. Her gaze stopped on the security guard standing behind Verdell, and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. How could he be here?
If it wasn't for this fake husband, Corentin, then who else could it be? He was just a parking lot security guard. How could he be responsible for protecting Verdell when there were hundreds of security guards in the Security Department?
Mirela felt puzzled, but she didn't say anything.