"...Tch." Zhen Shunzi was stunned for a moment, then made a disdainful sound, and then showed a well-controlled professional smile to those big-name models.
The female model Aimee walking in the front was the first model to appear in this Dior show, so she looked arrogant, with a pair of huge sunglasses almost covering her entire face.
"Bonjour, aimee. (Hello, aimee.)" Zhen Shunzi spoke proficient French, smiled arrogantly, and stepped forward to shake hands with aimee.
"Bonjour. (Hello.)" Aimee still didn't take off her sunglasses and casually took Junko's hand.
"voiture a été stationné à l'extérieur de. (The cars are parked outside.)" Zhen Shunzi was stunned, and then showed a proud smile, "s'il vous plaamp;icirc;;t venez avec nous
.(Please come with us.)”
Hitomi simply admires Junko Junko. Not only is this woman very capable of doing things, but she can also master Chinese, English and French proficiently... Maybe she will speak Eskimo that day...
There were 11 Lincolns and a Mercedes-Benz S600 parked in the parking lot of the airport. Junzi silently led Aimee and another female model Carol into the Lincoln specially prepared for them, and then she and Youyou pulled Hitomi and got into the Mercedes-Benz.
s600.
"Whose car is this?" Hitomi asked.
"Prince Xia Yang." Zhen Shunzi put on her sunglasses and closed her eyes to rest, "Damn, what a mess these women have gotten! I have to take a rest now, and I will deal with them with the energy of a Duracell later.
.(…)”
"..." Hitomi was completely speechless. However, this car was really luxurious. Hitomi couldn't help but think, "How many fucking cars do you have?! Are there anyone as prodigal as you??!!!"
Finally, we returned to Heleni College. Twelve big-name cars were parked in the parking lot, attracting students' sidelong glances.
The bodyguards in black cleared the way for them as usual. Elle was already waiting. As soon as Zhen Shunzi got out of the car, Elle walked up and said: "Chief Zhen, the clothes have arrived, in the dressing room No. 1. Do you want to take the model to try on the clothes?"
?”
"Hmm..." Junzi nodded, then turned around and said to Hitomi: "Do you still have the list of 10 models I gave you this morning? Go and get them all and bring them to the dressing room No. 1."
"Ah...yes!" Hitomi was stunned for a moment, then ran to the student union's radio station to broadcast an announcement, and then ran to the dressing room No. 1 to have a round with Junko Junko.
"It's pretty fast." Junzi nodded, and then saw a young Japanese model sitting on a chair with her legs crossed and refusing to change. "Tsk, tsk, you are really disobedient."
"ねえ, Nana is wearing clothes and replacing Nana? (Dear, why don't you change your clothes?)"
The young Japanese model glanced at Junko Junko, and then said slowly: "I am not satisfied with my clothes."
"あら,じゃあ,何をそれと一愿に衣に満足ですか? (Oh? So which clothes are you satisfied with?)" Junko Junzi raised her eyebrows in surprise, "この衣をhold って
いる? (Is this the dress you’re wearing?)”
The model narrowed her eyes charmingly and said nothing.
"Private thoughts, (I think,)" Junko's sharp gaze was directed at the model, "The このドレスは is very にストア Use the に appropriately cut clothes を て夜のワインを Send the letter することができます. (The dress you are wearing now is very suitable for serving people drinks in a nightclub.)"
"Nana...(you...)" the model bit her lower lip and looked at her with shame.
"だから, (so,)" Junzi sneered, "これは日本ではなく,中国.これは何をやるのだ! (This is not Japan, but China. Just do whatever you have to do!)"
Hitomi saw the completely surrendered Japanese model, then looked at Junko Junko, and four big golden words popped into her head: [Her Majesty the Queen]!!!