Anger rose on her pretty face, and Cai Cai was even more furious. No matter what supermodel she was, he wouldn't eat or drink from her, so he shouted in a loud voice: "Stop crowding, the bus is at the back!"
"Wow, it's so beautiful."
"I want to drive!"
"Don't you have money? You can buy it yourself!"
"I fly in the sky every day, how can I have time to drive!"
…
The models didn't listen to Cai Cai at all. They all rushed in with excitement on their faces.
Ding Fan was also a little confused. Zheng Rong smiled sarcastically: "They are both young girls. In private, one compares the other, they are frank."
"Yeah, that's quite frank!" Ding Fan gave a thumbs up, saying that Fuyao's models were casual and they couldn't do such things as rush for a sports car.
"You can't fucking understand people!" Cai Cai got angry and grabbed a model's arm and pulled her aside.
The model stood still, shocked as if she had been tortured by Lingchi. She covered her burning arms and said angrily: "How dare you touch me? How can you perform if there are scars on your skin? You have to compensate!"
Cai Xin understood this time and was about to translate when she suddenly saw Ding Fan winking at her not to add fuel to the fire. He also knew her sister's temper, so she changed the content, "Sister, she said you are so strong.
Is it the kind of very powerful Kung Fu that the Chinese call it?”
They were sisters after all. Knowing what Cai Cai liked to hear, Ding Fan gave her an approving look.
"Hmph, it's good to know." Cai Cai said with great arrogance.
"Girls, shall we listen to the organizer's arrangements?" Zheng Rong raised his orchid fingers and clapped his hands, but no one listened to him.
At this moment, another model was squeezed out, and her high heels stepped on Bai Yifei's shoes. She groaned, obviously it hurt!
Ding Fan was angry because he dared to hurt the goddess in his heart, and winked at Li Shasha. Then, the model suddenly calmed down, turned around, and took the initiative to walk towards the bus!
And it’s the bus at the back!
Immediately afterwards, another model silently walked to the bus, got on the bus in a polite manner, and found a place to sit down, with a straight posture like a primary school student.
Zheng Rong was a little dazed. Ding Fan put his hands in his pockets and said with a smile: "Supermodels are of high quality after all. I admire them. I admire them."
"Of course." Zheng Rong agreed, scratched his head, and got on the first bus.
Bai Yifei was very puzzled. When they were almost gone, she couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Xiaofan, what's going on?"
"The new assistant is a master of hypnosis." Ding Fan replied.
Bai Yifei was startled, and heard Cai Cai say that Ding Fan had just hired a female assistant, but she was older, so she didn't take it to heart. She didn't expect that it would come in handy today.
"What a clever little ghost." Bai Yifei smiled and said a little worriedly: "You can't hypnotize casually. It's hard to explain if you reveal flaws."
"It's just those few thorns, the rest are voluntarily lining up." Ding Fan smiled evilly and winked.
Bai Yifei smiled a little reluctantly. It took so many twists and turns to get the supermodels on the bus. I'm afraid tonight will be destined to be a sleepless night.
"Sister Feifei, don't be afraid, I'll escort the car!" Ding Fan volunteered.
Feeling distressed and funny at the same time, Bai Yifei straightened Ding Fan's collar and sighed: "It's hard for you as the director of the office. You have to do everything yourself."
"Who told me to be Sister Feifei's clever little ghost!"
Ding Fan handed his modified car to Chi Li and asked her to drive at the back of the convoy, while he walked towards the second bus. After all, there were some hard-to-serve people there.
Bai Yifei had a smile on her face, but Cai Cai's stomach was churning, little clever guy, ugh, this title is so sour!
Several models who were leading the car woke up at this time and were still surprised. They remembered that they were closest to the king of sports cars, so why were they in the car now?
The supermodel raised her hand to ask what was going on. Ding Fan just got in the car and saw her, but ignored her.
"Hi, beauties, welcome to Jingyang!" Ding Fan greeted with a smile.
Handsome guys and beauties have basically the same effect. The models are bombarding them with electric kisses. If he hadn't seen Leng Ling'er's exquisite and flawless face all day long, and Bai Yifei is always by his side, Ding Fan would probably be in tears right now.
Nosebleed.
The bus started steadily, but some models still slapped their chests and shouted: "The smell in this car is so bad, I want to vomit!"
After Zhang Xueyan translated, Ding Fan said with a smile: "To welcome all the beauties, the bus has been smelly. I think this young lady is motion sick, right?"
"Maybe. Anyway, it's very uncomfortable!"
Ding Fan walked over, stretched out a hand, and asked with a smile: "Are you willing to try our country's ancient and mysterious acupoint treatment?"
"Do you need to take off your clothes?" the model deliberately asked, eliciting wild laughter.
"If the effect is good, you can use this as my reward." Ding Fan took the supermodel's wrist, pressed the Neiguan point, and quietly released a burst of energy.
Not long after, the supermodel said happily: "Oh my God, it's really much better!"
"Is it really that magical?" The man behind stood up and asked.
“I don’t feel any more uncomfortable at all!”
Ding Fan was also very happy. Through practice, he discovered that people are essentially the same, and there is no distinction between race and color.
With his little exposure, the supermodels became more and more interested in this handsome boy and asked a lot of questions, such as whether he had a girlfriend, when was his first date, which country do they think the girls are the most beautiful, etc.
Ding Fan dealt with it casually, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
However, halfway through the journey, another model shouted: "I'm going to vomit too!"
"Hehe, do you want the miracle doctor to treat you for motion sickness?" Another person asked with a smile.
"Shut up, I'm suffering from heatstroke. Don't you think it's very hot in the car? My clothes are soaked with sweat, sticky, and extremely uncomfortable!" the supermodel said angrily.
felt it!
But Ding Fan has a special physique and his perception of hot and cold will not cause physical discomfort. Hearing everyone say it is hot, I have to say that he is unlucky and the air conditioner on the bus is broken!
Ding Fan quickly walked to the front row to ask. The driver was already sweating profusely because the bus was new and had been checked before departure, but it still broke down!
"Dong Ding, if you hold on for another half hour, we'll be there." The driver's face was filled with bitterness.
"I'm afraid they won't even be able to wait ten minutes!" Ding Fan's face darkened.
Drivers dare not show off their pride. If their new car gets into an accident, they can only admit that they are unlucky. All they can do is speed up in the convoy.
The inside of the car was getting hotter and stuffier, the smell of new cars was getting stronger, and several models were suffering from motion sickness. Even if they were injected with Qi one by one, their anger could not be calmed down.
"Isn't it a new car? Why is there a refrigeration failure?"
"People in Jingyang are very courageous and are never afraid of foreign media." Others began to threaten.
Ding Fan stood still in front and said with a smile: "Actually, there is no problem with refrigeration. I just see that all the ladies are impatient and want to do an experiment with you?"
"What?"
"It will naturally cool down when your mind is calm!" Ding Fan said with a smile: "As long as everyone follows my rhythm and breathes, you will definitely feel cool in less than half a minute!"