In the eyes of the clerks, after choosing clothes, Mo Feng took her to do her hair and make-up. Because Du Yiyi couldn't get out of the house without makeup, when the makeup was finally settled, Mo Feng didn't feel any changes, but the powder on her face was thicker than usual.

Du Yiyi felt very uncomfortable when she didn't hear Mo Feng's praise, but she didn't dare to say anything more.

After everything was ready, it was already dark. Mo raised his wrist and looked at it. In another hour and a half, the press conference was about to begin. Then he carried Du Yiyi to the press conference site.

Du family mansion.

Tai Ling'er looked at the clock on the wall and said it was already seven o'clock. She was still going to be the main show model of JG company tonight.

Du Yuanchao nodded, lowered his head and took a bite like a broken hair on her erect body, "I know what to do?"

"Of course I know." Tai Ling'er smiled and suddenly said aggrievedly: "However, the contract said that if I messed up this show, I would have to compensate me twice the price of the appearance. I would make such a little money, how can I afford it?"

Du Yuanchao kissed her on the lips, "Then I'll give you three times, how about it?"

When Tai Ling'er heard this, she immediately laughed and kissed him hard, "Chao, I know you love me the most."

"Then how do you repay me?"

Tai Ling'er was stunned, "Will Yi Yi come back tonight?"

"She will definitely go to Mo Feng's place tonight."

Tai Ling'er laughed, "That's great, then you have to wait for me."

"Go."

Du Yuanchao stood at the window and watched Tai Ling'er drive away. A trace of sinister flashed through his sharp eyes, and said in a moire:

"Boy, do you want to turn the salted fish over? You are still tender."

It was almost seven o'clock when Mo Feng arrived at the press conference. The T-shaped bench, guest viewing seats, lighting, cameras, audio, etc. were all ready, and the staff also performed their own duties and were just waiting for the press conference to go on the press conference.

He asked Du Yiyi to wait in the guest lounge first, and then he used the excuse to go to patrol everywhere. Du Yiyi nodded in agreement without realizing that something was wrong.

Mo Feng found the stage director and asked him if the models were all here. Director Li said angrily: "The other models have been ready, but Tai Ling'er is the only one who is away. Look at what time it is, she must be there in advance to leave time to put on makeup, right? What a big name!"

After hearing this, his brows frowned unconsciously, raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was seven o'clock.

At this moment, King hurriedly found him. When he saw him, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but then he pulled back Shenyou's little thoughts, and the matter was important.

"Mr. Mo, have you found a suitable master model?"

Mo Feng became anxious when he heard this: "You ask me? Didn't you say you found a suitable one?!"

King is not in a dilemma, "The girl said she would consider it. I left a phone number. She would come if she agreed!"

"It's already what time, do you think people will come again?! What are you doing?!"

When King heard this, he snorted in anger, turned his head and ignored him.

Mo Feng suddenly realized that his attitude was not very good, so he slowed down his tone and apologized: "I'm sorry, king, I'm too anxious..."

"Do you think I'm not in a hurry? If this show fails, my brand image will be ruined. Do you know? If you had consulted me first, why would you end up like this now?"

Seeing King getting really angry, Mo Feng hurriedly remissed and admitted his mistake, "Okay, big designer, no matter what, I, Mo Feng, even if I sacrifice my life tonight, will do this show well!"

Mo Feng also knew that his main model had not been handled well, and he too believed in the abilities of his subordinates and King's persuasion skills. However, at this point, he could not shirk most of his responsibilities.

King cut him off, twisted his body coquettishly, and went to the dressing room.

Mo Feng took out the phone, called the secretary, and asked her if the main model had done it. The secretary said anxiously: "I found one, but she is in France now and will not come back for a while..."

Before the secretary could finish his words, Mo Feng hung up the phone.

He knew this would happen. It seemed that only by urging Tai Ling'er according to the contract.

Thinking of this, he immediately called his friend, D City gold medal image designer Martin, and said that Tai Ling'er would be here soon and notified him to come over quickly.

Before, when Martin heard that he wanted to put on makeup for Tai Ling'er, he refused to help, saying that Tai Ling'er was a difficult person to serve. He would rather make him a person than make him a person. In the end, Mo Feng promised to find him the most beautiful girlfriend, so he reluctantly agreed.

After receiving Mo Feng's call, he immediately set off for him without saying a word.

The designer has finalized it, and it is only the only one who can get Tai Ling'er.

At 7:30, Mo Feng stood behind the scenes in the backstage and saw that most of the guests had already sat down and were talking about something to each other. Various media outlets were already present, scrambling to grab first-hand resources.

The reputation of the jg group's Mo Feng has already made the media excited. In addition, the internationally renowned designer Kign and the two have joined forces. Once this celebrity effect is spread, no one will easily miss this good opportunity to make money.

The stage audio played the light and beautiful prelude music. The host vividly introduced the development history of jg group, the inspiration for this design, and the glorious history of the life of the main designer King, to the guests, and took the lead in driving out the brand effect of jg.

The scene was full of people. As the press conference was about to begin, Tai Ling'er's people had not arrived yet.

Mo Feng's handsome face seemed to be covered with a layer of moist frost. He ordered the secretary to contact her immediately. Before the secretary could start talking, he snatched it.

"Tai Ling'er, if you don't appear on the scene within two minutes, you won't want to be in the entertainment industry!" As soon as Mo Feng finished speaking, a delicate female voice sounded behind him.

"Oh, Mr. Mo, I'm so arrogant? Am I here?"

Mo Feng looked over with his eyes and saw that she was wearing a hot and bold dress, which was very different from his new product style, and her brows frowned into a big Sichuan character.

"Now, get out of makeup right away!"

When Tai Ling'er heard this, she was immediately dissatisfied, "Get out? I was invited by you for money, but I didn't ask you for it. The contract only said 8:00 to 10:00, but I got it before 8:00!"

After all, she is a famous star. This man surnamed Mo actually talks to her like this, and he feels angry when he hears it.

"Believe it or not, I'll kill you now?"

Mo Feng's eyes were covered with a layer of cruelty. The man showed a kingly domineering spirit that was no better than me when he stood here. He had a terrifying murderous aura that was daunting and made people believe that he would really do this. Tai Ling'er was so scared that she immediately took back her arrogant look and obediently followed the staff into the backstage.

Although Mofeng Company is not as strong as Du Yuan Dynasty's Du Group, it is more than enough to ban her as a young actor. Tai Ling'er thought to herself that it is a hero who knows the times, but she should be less troubled. Let's see how she messes with him later.

After Tai Ling'er entered, Martin also came. After coming, he just said hello to Mo Feng and went to Tai Ling'er's dressing room to put on makeup.

Along the way, Chen Yuluo kept pulling the fabric on her body restlessly, saying it was too low and too revealing. Zhang Zhen just smiled, and Qingtian despised her.

"Sister, are you showing off your beauty to mediocre women like us? You are so beautiful that you are so beautiful. OK, don't be arrogant."

"Really, suitable?"

Chen Yuluo looked at Zhang Zhen uneasyly. For the ninth time, Zhang Zhen did not dare to turn his head to look at her, for fear that he would never be willing to send her over again. "It's beautiful, really."

"real?"

"uh-huh."

"Didn't lie to me?"

"Don't dare."

Chen Yuluo pulled the skirt on his legs again, "But I still think it's too low. Why do you need to dress like this when you go to see Mo Feng?"

It's too cheap to let that man with ice cubes see him like this.

“We’re here.”

As Zhang Zhen finished speaking, the car stopped steadily in front of the magnificent Somalia Hotel. A doorman immediately stepped forward and opened the car door for them and respectfully asked them to get out.

Chen Yuluo had no choice but to get out of the car with a tough bullet.

Zhang Zhen walked around from the other side, bent his arm, and signaled her to hold him. Chen Yuluo understood and hesitated for a moment, and hesitated, and he carried him on it. He slightly raised the corner of his mouth and walked in with his Snow White.

As soon as she passed the revolving door, music with melodious melody and classical atmosphere spread into Chen Yulu's eardrums, and she was immediately attracted by the music.

It sounds so nice. I don’t know which master played it. It really is this song that only exists in heaven, but how many times can I hear it on earth?

"Zhang Zhen, what are we doing here?"

This is not Mo Feng’s company. Could it be that Zhang Zhen made an appointment with Mo Feng to meet here?

Zhang Zhen raised his hand and pointed to a huge poster in front. The title reads: jg group has joined hands with internationally renowned brand designers for the first time -king, and the subtitle is: jg brand 2013 autumn new product fashion conference.

Chen Yuluo felt a headache when he looked at these words, but he still vaguely identified a few words, "Press conference?"

She didn't understand what the press conference meant, so she turned to ask Zhang Zhen.

Zhang Zhen briefly explained to her and said: "There is a fashion company under Mofeng's jg group. Today, a new product exhibition is held here. If you want to see him, you can see him here."

Chen Yuluo nodded as if he had understood, held his hand and walked into the press conference on the first floor.

The press conference has begun. On the brilliantly lit T-shaped stage, models with classical makeup, accompanied by music, walked one after another in professional cat steps, walking on the long runner, showing the masterpieces of world-renowned designer King.

Chen Yuluo had never seen such a scene before. She only felt that the people on the stage were beautiful, the lights were shining, dazzling her. She also fell in love with the clothes worn by the women on the stage at a glance.

In terms of design, these clothes continue some traditional elements of Chinese clothing, and at the same time boldly improved in many places, so that they not only adhere to the popular elements of China, but also perfectly connect with world trends, making people truly understand what world-class taste and rhythm are.

Chen Yuluo couldn't help but nodded and made an evaluation, "Well, this kind of clothing is better, and he doesn't show much, so he is willing to use fabric."

Because the guests were all on the runway, Zhang Zhen did not disturb all the friends in the business world, but took Chen Yuluo to the position marked with his name and began to appreciate it intently.

Because Qingtian was a follower, she was not assigned a seat and had to stand far behind to watch, but she was already very satisfied.

Mo Feng sat at the top of the guest seat and talked about the topic of this design with his colleagues in the fashion industry around him. When he looked up inadvertently, he saw Shen Yu Luo who had just sat down on the opposite side of the runway.

I saw her wearing a small white shoulder-depressed dress, with a classical buckle on the neckline. From the shoulders to the chest, there was a transparent tulle design, which was just right with the wavy plaster at the chest, and the perfect tailoring revealed her beautiful figure. Her face was painted with exquisite nude makeup, pink face and jade-like black eyes shining like gems under the light.

Unexpectedly, when she applied a little powder, she looked so beautiful, so pure that she almost kept breathing.

In an instant, a bright light seemed to flash in Mo Feng's eyes, as if lightning had flashed open the silent night sky and suddenly illuminated the entire sky.

And beside this beautiful woman, Zhang Zhen was wearing a pink and blue suit, handsome and elegant, and extraordinary. They were both blue and white, fresh and elegant, fashionable and sat side by side, looking so harmonious, like a pair of golden boys and jade girls, making it difficult to ignore their existence.

At this moment, Mo Feng suddenly had an illusion, what would happen if the person sitting next to her was not Zhang Zhen, but him?
To be continued...