Feng Mingchuan didn't let Bai Yifei receive him, but Ding Fan had to tell her everything.
Arriving in front of the Fuyao Building, Ding Fan stretched his neck and looked forward, still wondering why someone was dancing in the square in front of the building so early in the morning.
No, they are all young girls, they all look familiar!
When he got closer, Ding Fan was surprised to see that they were actually models from the fashion department! Their clothes were roughly the same, with only slight differences in color.
A plaid long-sleeved shirt, blue jeans, and still wearing high heels over ten centimeters, which cannot be taken off during training.
Lan Shan was instructing them to shout slogans and do exercises. When she found that their attitude was not positive, she stopped and shouted, "Do you think the stage is just for lustful men? Unless you treat yourself as a plaything! Life is the biggest stage, you
You have to be recognized by passers-by at a glance, then you have the potential of a supermodel! Shout the slogan! The voice is too low, shout it ten times!"
"Swinging, soaring to the sky!" the models shouted in unison, which was quite impressive.
Ding Fan was laughed out loud and did not stop for too long. Lan Shan would never relax her management just because of him, not to mention the need for such a coach at this time.
When they arrived at the CEO's office, Bai Yifei had already arrived, and Ding Fan told her about going to receive Feng Mingchuan.
"Mr. Feng is coming to Jingyang? That's great, Xiaofan, what time is the flight?"
Seeing Bai Yifei's happy look, Ding Fan's heart ached inexplicably, but he still said bluntly: "Sister Feifei, Mr. Feng came with his wife. It's part of a trip. It seems that he has no business with Fuyao."
Bai Yifei was so smart. She heard that she couldn't participate in it, but she still forced a smile and said, "Well, let's work together again if we have the opportunity in the future. Xiaofan, Mr. Feng runs a hotel, where do you plan to receive him?"
"How can it be difficult for an ordinary hotel to catch his eye? I think Xiaoyao Palace is the most suitable." Ding Fan said.
"Has it been confirmed?"
"I told Sister Huan."
Bai Yifei opened her mouth, but no sour words came out. Wu Yahuan did not hold any actual position in Tongyuan Group, and Xiaoyao Palace was not her personal property, but what did it matter? As long as Ding Fan said hello to her, the Wu family would take special care of her.
.
"Well, if you are too busy, let Cai Cai go with you." Bai Yifei suggested.
"No need, we agreed to go with Sister Huan."
Bai Yifei tried hard to maintain a smile, but found it difficult to do so, so she had to avoid Ding Fan's heated eyes and said, "If you have any difficulties, remember to come to me."
"Hey, sister Feifei will always be my strongest support."
Looking at Ding Fan's leaving figure, Bai Yifei felt lost. It seemed that a long time ago, perhaps just today, Ding Fan's circle of friends had expanded beyond her reach.
When Ding Fan went downstairs, he met Lan Shan returning with a team of dejected models.
Glancing at Ding Fan, Lan Shan became even more arrogant and scolded: "I asked you to dress simply today, why don't you listen?"
"Sister Shan, didn't we all change into plaid tops and blue jeans as you requested?" a model cried bitterly.
"I'm talking about the ordinary model. This is the fashion model for you. Today, the wall station will be extended by an hour!" After Lan Shan finished speaking, her cold eyes swept over everyone's faces and said in a deep voice: "What I want is to ignore you."
You must be confident in whatever you wear, not just big-name clothes! You must have this confidence engraved in your bones, have you heard it?”
heard it……
Be louder!
heard it!!!
The devil training continued. Ding Fan called Fang Meiqian to the office and asked the models for their reactions. It must be hard, but after every training of Lan Shan, everyone would have different feelings, so she kept gritting her teeth and persevered.
Even Fang Meiqian herself felt an improvement in her temperament and confidence when following the training, and praised Lan Shan for her talent as a model.
Ding Fan had nothing to worry about for the time being. After having lunch in the cafeteria, he drove into the Hummer and went to Hengfu Building to pick up Wu Yahuan.
Because he was going to pick up Feng Mingchuan, Wu Yahuan did not stay in bed. He tied his hair into a big bun, put on exquisite makeup on his face, wore a striped black suit and yellow pants, and he looked eye-catching.
Bright.
At this time, Wu Yahuan also looked at Ding Fan in surprise, and asked blankly: "Xiaofan, is Cai Cai also going to follow?"
"No, it's just the two of us." Ding Fan made an invitation to get on the bus.
"Driving a Hummer?"
"yes."
"Why don't you bring out your sports car king?"
"There are not enough seats! This one is spacious, and the two of them can sit in the back. If my sister-in-law needs someone to talk with her, then Mr. Feng can sit in the front."
Ding Fan thought he had thought everything through, but Wu Yahuan was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, but still wiped the tears from his eyes and sat in the passenger seat.
After getting into the car, Ding Fan asked in confusion, "Sister Huan, why are you laughing?"
"I'm laughing at you for driving this shabby car to pick up Fengmingchuan! Jian Fangfang is here, and you are still driving the King of Sports Cars!" Wu Yahuan said.
Ding Fan scratched his head, feeling a little embarrassed.
In fact, he also thought of this, but Feng Mingchuan only asked Ding Fan to pick him up, and the sports car was mostly used by Bai Yifei, which would give people the wrong impression, and it was Fuyao who arranged it.
"It's too late to change it now." Ding Fan looked at his watch.
"No need!" Wu Yahuan waved his hand.
"That's right, this Hummer is my car with the highest configuration. I'm sincere enough."
"What? Fengmingchuan must have his own luxury car."
"No, he came by plane!"
"I know!"
"Don't drive."
Huh? Wu Yahuan raised his eyebrows and laughed again. After laughing for a long time, he explained that Feng Mingchuan was high-profile, not to mention that he brought his wife here this time, and he must be traveling on his own luxury plane. As for the vehicle, of course it was accompanied by
Transported here by special plane.
"How much does this trip cost?"
“Start with a million!”
Ding Fan was stunned. The world of rich people is really incomprehensible. When he goes out, he not only takes his own plane, but also brings his own luxury car!
Wu Yahuan was used to this, and she even lamented Feng Mingchuan's identity as a door-to-door son-in-law. A poor boy from a ravine had such bad luck that he managed to be so good today, tsk tsk.
At three o'clock, Fengmingchuan's special plane landed at Jingyang Airport on time. Sure enough, three shiny Maybach bulletproof vehicles drove out from the special channel!
The luxury car stopped in front, and seven muscular men in suits and sunglasses got out and opened the door of the car in the middle.
The first thing I saw was Feng Mingchuan. He smiled and waved to Ding Fan. Then another woman got out of the car and followed him lazily.
This must be Feng Mingchuan's wife, Qiao Yunwu.
She is tall and thin, with a bun in her hair. She wears a little makeup and has delicate facial features. A long-sleeved black T-shirt, black tight trousers, and a pair of flat white sneakers. This outfit makes her look young, like
Is a college student.
"I bumped my head, Sister Huan!" Ding Fan warned in a low voice as he walked towards her.
cut!
Wu Yahuan curled his lips, then pulled twice on the back of his head. His hair fell down and his bun was changed into a ponytail.