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Love is not unhappy: not familiar with her

Love is endless but not joyful: I am not familiar with her

The clear pupils flickered for a few seconds before finally nodding and admitting: "I'll come back to find my bracelet."

Feng Chen's eyes fell on her wrist. There was indeed a silver bracelet on her slender wrist. There was a chill in his eyebrows and his voice was low: "The inspection report is fake. The photo in Song Xiaowan's hand is what you asked Hang Hang to do."

You went to rob it. You even went to the count’s house this morning, so——”

He paused for a moment, and his voice had a metallic edge: "Why didn't you tell the earl?"

Everyone who works in the company knows that the count strictly orders people in the company to have sexual relations with its models, especially those at the top, who prohibit it and will be fired immediately if discovered.

Lan Mufei obviously knew it, but didn't say it, otherwise he would not be in his own office now, but in the count's office.

"What happened between you and Miss Song is your business, I don't care. What I care about is whether Ye Sang can stand up again." Lan Mufei bit her tender lips, sweat dripping from her palms on her knees.

.

She didn't mention this matter to the earl or even Hang Hang because she didn't want to cause trouble. From Hang Hang's tone, Feng Chen had a good relationship with them. If she rashly revealed this matter, maybe it would be like

As Feng Chen said last night, he would have a grudge against Feng Chen, but as long as I still need Feng Chen, the earl will not embarrass him. The feelings between men are often incomprehensible to women.

But I am different. If Feng Chen knew that he was the one who revealed the secret, he would definitely create a problem, make Feng Chen hate himself even more, and push himself into the position of a scheming and restless woman in front of the earl and Hang Hang.

, she can't do anything that is unpalatable to both parties. The best way is to pretend not to know about it. Even if it is exposed in the future, she says that her status is humble and she can't help herself. I believe no one will really make things difficult for her.

Feng Chen's thin lips curved into a meaningful arc. How could he not guess Lan Mu Fei's thoughts?

"You are so smart, no wonder the count is so special to you!" The last four words were pronounced with a strong accent.

Her eyelashes, as thin as cicada wings, trembled violently, and her voice was as light as fluttering, "Mr. Feng is overly praised. I just want to cherish what I have now."

Feng Chen snorted with disdain, tapped his fingers on the table vaguely, and said in silence for a moment: "The higher you stand, the harder you fall. I hope you can remember what you said today!"

The higher you stood, the harder you fell. Lan Mufei pondered the meaning of his words in her mind, nodded, and heard him say: "You have full authority to handle Ye Sang's matter, and I will instruct other departments to fully cooperate with you!"

Lan Mufei left the office, Fengchen stood up and walked to the window, took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Don't worry, I won't embarrass her... I kind of understand why the earl cultivated her. Unfortunately, in this game, Song Xiaowan is

Definitely lose..."

In fact, it didn't matter to Feng Chen whether Song Xiaowan or Ye Sang lived or died. He originally wanted to help Song Xiaowan, not because Song Xiaowan had climbed onto his bed, but because a woman like Song Xiaowan would be easier to control.

However, now that the Earl has taken action, he can only stand by and watch Song Xiaowan commit suicide.

The only thing to blame is that she is not smart enough, at least not smart enough when facing Lan Mufei.

………………Master, please ask for the dividing line for monthly tickets………………

Although Ye Sang has gained a lot of trust and sympathy from the public, it is not yet suitable for her to show up. Lan Mufei is unwilling to let her go out, and has not given her any brand endorsements, because her goal is not those ordinary luxuries.

brand.

If you want to stand up as quickly as possible, you must use the most unexpected method.

Her goal is one month later - Paris Fashion Week.

Last time designer Huang Xiwen gave her the business card of Teacher Meili's assistant. She called several times and made appointments to meet, but was rejected three times. The last time the assistant was moved by her persistence and arranged for the teacher to come to work at five o'clock on Monday afternoon.

It was their only chance to revise the design draft in the office.

Ye Sang obviously didn't expect Lan Mufei's goal to be so big. Teacher Meili's work is the fashion palace that many supermodels dream of. Being able to wear Teacher Meili's work at Paris Fashion Week represents this model.

Once you reach the top, you will no longer be a little famous model.

Originally, he wanted to dress up beautifully to see Teacher Meili. Ye Sang even took out his most expensive and most beautiful dress to show his most beautiful side to the teacher, but Lan Mufei stopped him.

.

Lan Mufei prepared for her small pants, high heels, and a British-style white shirt, with the hem tied into a small bow, and her hair tied into a ponytail, revealing her delicate facial features, looking elegant.

"Is this really okay?" Ye Sang questioned her aesthetics, "Will it look shabby? Should I wear a diamond necklace, earrings or something..."

She reached out to pick up the exaggerated diamond earrings, but was slapped by Lan Mufei on the back of her hand. She found a pair of rare and simple earrings from the jewelry box, "You are going to see Teacher Meili, not to attend the dance. There is no need to be like that."

grand."

Lan Mufei has read all of Teacher Meili's works and interviews. Teacher Meili's works are exaggerated, novel, and even bold, but when he returns to life, he said that he prefers simple and generous women and does not like revealing (naked) clothing.

Deliberately sexy women.

If Ye Sang was really allowed to dress like that, she could guarantee that Teacher Meili would never want to have a word with them.

As an agent, Lan Mufei dressed more simply, wearing a short-sleeved casual shirt, jeans, flat shoes, and no accessories. She was ordinary but exuded a sense of cleanliness, which was pleasing to the eye.

Teacher Meili chose a beautiful and secluded suburb for her studio, probably because she didn’t want to be disturbed by the hustle and bustle of the city when she was creating. Teacher Meili didn’t like people who didn’t have a sense of time, so they waited in the studio half an hour in advance.

Then, the assistant took them to the reception room and brought them coffee, then left to work.

The reception room is very simple. Apart from a set of dark furniture, there is nothing else. There is only one painting hanging on the wall. If I am not mistaken, it is "Ink Shrimp" by Qi Baishi.

However, it is probably not a genuine product, but a copy made by someone. Qi Baishi's "Ink Shrimp" has a smart and transparent texture, dense and dense, appropriate shades, different moods, and endearing. The eyes of the shrimp have also changed from small black dots to

Dot horizontally to better express the expression of the shrimp.

As for the painting in front of me, it is obviously not that vivid, and there is no seal. It can be seen at a glance that it was copied by someone who likes Qi Baishi's paintings.

Ye Sang couldn't sit still, always looked at Lan Mufei uneasily, and asked in a low voice: "Do you think we can really see Teacher Meili?"

"I don't know." Lan Mufei shrugged helplessly, "But I always have to give it a try."

Ye Sang sighed: "It would be great if I could really be a model for Teacher Meili. It was because Grace wore Teacher Meili's works at Paris Fashion Week that she became one of the top ten supermodels in the world!"

grace... Lan Mufei was stunned for a few seconds, isn't that the count's fiancée!

"You also know that Grace is the Earl's fiancée, right!" Ye Sang saw her expression change slightly and continued chattering: "At the beginning, many people were saying that it was all the Earl's credit that Grace could wear Teacher Meili's works!"

Lan Mufei's eyes glanced at the light and shadow approaching the door, and she lowered her voice and said, "Stop talking. When you see Teacher Meili later, don't talk nonsense."

Teacher Melly doesn't like women who speak inappropriately.

Ye Sang immediately bit his lip and nodded, making sure not to talk nonsense.

The assistant knocked on the door and told them that Teacher Melly had arrived.

Lan Mufei politely said thank you to the assistant, and followed the assistant with Ye Sang towards Teacher Meili's office.

The door of the office was open, and a familiar figure came into his eyes, which really answered the saying - Enemies meet on a narrow road.

Unexpectedly, Song Xiaowan also came to compete to be a model for Teacher Meili's works.

Song Xiaowan had obviously finished talking to Teacher Meili. She was standing at the door about to come out when she saw their expressions startled. The sarcasm in her eyes disappeared quickly. It was no different from her usual graceful appearance, "What a coincidence, you guys are here."

Meet Teacher Melly."

When Ye Sang saw her, he couldn't help but want to get angry. When his temper got worse, he wanted to tear Song Xiaowan's hypocritical face to pieces in public.

Lan Mufei subconsciously stood in front of Ye Sang, warning her not to be impulsive in her eyes. Faced with Song Xiaowan's greetings, she also responded politely: "Every model dreams of being Teacher Meili's model.

Of course we want to give it a try."

"Then I wish you success." Song Xiaowan pursed her lips and smiled faintly, giving people a generous and generous aura.

"Thanks."

Ye Sang, who was behind him, had a look of disdain on his face and sneered slightly.

Song Xiaowan walked up to them, paused for a moment, and lowered her voice: "What did she tell you?"

Lan Mufei couldn't help but frown, feeling very bad...

Song Xiaowan's eyes moved from Lan Mufei's face to Ye Sang's face, her eyes gradually became colder, her red lips twitched slightly, her voice was neither loud nor quiet, just enough for the assistant and Teacher Meili in the office to hear clearly.

, not missing a word.

She said: "Then did she tell you that she slept with my boyfriend!"

Lan Mufei's eyes flashed with shock, and she immediately looked back at Ye Sang behind her. Her first reaction was that Song Xiaowan was lying.

But Ye Sang's face instantly became embarrassed, and he almost didn't dare to look at Lan Mufei...

Lan Mufei's heart tightened, and she instantly understood that what Song Xiaowan said was true.

Song Xiaowan knew from Lan Mufei's expression that Ye Sang hadn't told her. A sarcastic smile overflowed from her thin lips, she walked past them like a queen on her high heels and left gracefully.

Lan Mufei glanced at Ye Sang's guilty look, and inadvertently caught sight of the assistant's expression from the corner of her eye, looking at Ye Sang with eyes full of contempt...

Assistants are like this, let alone Teacher Meili.

Song Xiaowan did it on purpose... She must have not gotten the quota for Teacher Meili's model at Paris Fashion Week, so she didn't expect Ye Sang to get it.

Lan Mufei walked in with Ye Sang, even though the chance was slim, she still wanted to give it a try.

Mr. Meili looks very young, as if he is in his thirties, but in fact he is nearly half a century old. He does not have long hair or wear very alternative clothes like other designers. Mr. Meili's clothes are very simple and simple.

He looks like a very ordinary person.

He was revising his design draft, without even raising his eyes to look at them, and his voice was slightly cold, "Go back, you are not the models I want to find."

Ye Sang's face became paler, and there was disappointment in his eyes. There might have been hope, but it was extinguished by Song Xiaowan's words, and now it is even more impossible. He gave Lan Mufei a look, forget it...

Lan Mufei was unmoved and walked forward and bowed respectfully to Teacher Meili, "Teacher, please give us a chance! At least take a look before making a decision!"

His hand paused, and he raised his head to look at Lan Mufei's pair of black pupils full of scrutiny and inquiry. He slowly turned his gaze to Ye Sang beside her and glanced briefly.

Ye Sang was very nervous, his body tightened involuntarily, and sweat was dripping from his palms. He was even more nervous than Lan Mufei.

Lan Mufei was very relaxed, her expression was calm, and her eyes were sincere as she let Teacher Meili look at her.

"You have done a good job in your homework, but -" he paused and said seriously: "She is really not suitable to be my model."

"Teacher, can you give me a reason?" Lan Mufei did not lose heart and persisted.

Teacher Meili seemed to see through what she was thinking, and her thin lips curved slightly: "It has nothing to do with her scandal. Because she doesn't have certain things that I want."

His words blocked all Lan Mufei's breakthroughs, and it was impossible to fight to the end.

Lan Mufei bowed to him again: "Let's not disturb the teacher's creation today. We will visit you another day!"

There was a hint of surprise in Melly's dark eyes, probably because he didn't expect that she didn't give up.

Ye Sang also bowed and left with Lan Mufei.

"Teacher, I'm sorry. I will be careful and won't let them in again..."

The assistant stood at the door with an apologetic look on her face. She knew that the teacher disliked models with bad reviews. She read the news and thought Ye Sang was really the victim. She sympathized with him for a moment, but she didn't expect that Ye Sang really had moral problems.

Melly said nothing and waved the assistant out.

The assistant looked uneasy and saw that the teacher did not blame him. He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and left his office.

Melly's eyes narrowed and fell on his design draft, his eyes deep in thought.

………………Master, please recommend the dividing line for votes………………

Wandering in the box above the clouds.

It was rare that Louis Yingwu, Luo Ruochen, Feng Chen and Hang Hang could sit down and drink. The other three were really drinking. Hang Hang drank boiled water and he didn't touch the wine.

During this period, Hang Hang went to the bathroom, and Feng Chen joined him. Actually, he also wanted to find out in private what kind of attitude the count had towards Lan Mu Fei.

Hang Hang didn't reveal much, he just asked him to treat Lan Mufei as an ordinary agent. Besides, how could they guess the count's thoughts?

Louis Yingqiu and Luo Ruochen in the box both had cigars between their fingertips. Luo Ruochen promised to give his favorites to the count last time, so he brought them here specially this time.

Luo Ruochen said: "Bring that Lan Mufei to my house for a meal some other time."

The faint smoke fainted, Louis Yingwu raised his sword eyebrows, and looked at him in confusion, his eyes seemed to say, Lan Mufei has nothing to do with me.

"It's what my wife meant." Luo Ruochen shrugged innocently, "She has a good impression of Lan Mufei."

Louis Yingqi pursed his thin lips tightly, with an arrogant look on his face, still looking like it had nothing to do with me.

"Isn't she an agent under your company? I'm not familiar with her, so inviting her suddenly seems very abrupt." Luo Ruochen looked helpless. He was a wife slave. He must always listen to his wife's words and requests.

Always be satisfied.

"It just so happens that she and I are not familiar with each other." Louis Yingwu was obviously not interested in helping invite Lan Mufei to Luo Ruochen's house.

Luo Ruochen snorted lightly: "Come on, are you still pretending in front of me? I heard that she came to your house to cook for you, and you enjoyed the meal quite well."

If she really wasn't familiar with her, would she rush to a man's house to cook for him? It's not like she had nothing to do and had nothing to eat.

"Maybe she's full to hold on."

"..."

He really dared to say it.

Luo Ruochen looked at him with contempt, took his mobile phone casually, flipped through the number, and said: "Pretend! Pretend hard! I'll call her here and ask her face to face..."

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Young Master: I’m so cute o(n_n)o, please give me a monthly pass!

The finished work of "Yaoyao Escape":

Brave series: "The President's Rich Ex-Wife", "Sleeping with Cops and Robbers: My Wife Does All Evil", "Contract*: Women Can Only Love Me"

Healing Series: "Debt Collection Treasure: Pay My Mommy Ten Dollars", "Master Devil, Please Spare Me", "The President's Little Girl"


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