The mute girl Bao Xia is an introvert, especially because of her flaws, and she has never liked to be in a crowd.

But this time, he mustered up the courage to bring eight foreign models to the exhibition area of Song Zhichao's company.

It can be said that she has plucked up a lot of courage to do so.

After doing all this, Miss Baoxia stepped aside and let Song Zhichao talk to the eight foreign models and introduce them to others.

But soon Miss Baoxia noticed a strange pair of eyes watching her behind her.

The sixth sense of the girl's family is very keen, even if she stares at her behind her, she can feel it.

What's more, Baoxia was originally a sensitive person, so she turned back as soon as possible.

She saw the other person.

The other party also saw her clearly.

Baoxia admired the other party's beauty, what kind of beauty was that, her skin could be broken by blowing, much better than her own dark skin, apricot eyes and peach cheeks, willow eyebrows were crooked, and the whole person seemed to come out of a picture.

When she was learning how to cut clothes with Master Luo of the Laurel clothing store, Miss Baoxia saw many pictures of beautiful women wearing trendy fashion, but this beauty in front of her was even more beautiful than those pictures.

But soon, Miss Baoxia understood why the other party looked at her with such a strange gaze behind her back. The reason is that the other party wore a floral dress that was exactly the same as himself.

No, to be precise, the long skirt on his body was sewn by himself after looking at the store's brand, and the other party's long skirt was obviously purchased from the store.

Baoxia looked down at her long skirt, and then at the other party's long skirt, the skirt was almost the same, but when worn on different people, the effect was so different.

Baoxia didn't dare to look at it anymore, looking at her toes with some inferiority, clutching the things in her arms tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

In the boiling crowd, Begonia's eyes were also attracted by the eight rare foreign models at first. After all, in a small place like Panyu, there are not many chances of foreigners appearing, let alone such a beautiful beauty.

Men like to look at beautiful women, and women are the same. I just don't look at the angle of difference.

Begonia was surprised by the proud figure of the eight foreign models, not to mention anything else, just the round and straight buttocks, which is not something that ordinary girls can have.

"It turns out that what everyone said is true, foreign women's figures are so good!" Haitang couldn't help but admire, and then Haitang's eyes were attracted by another person.

It was an inconspicuous figure, hiding to the side, with a large pile of bags in his arms that he didn't know what they contained...... But these are not the main thing, the main thing is that the floral dress worn by the other party is exactly the same as the one worn by his own length.

"Wouldn't it, but it bumped?" Haitang looked at each other in surprise.

Then Begonia found that the other party was also looking at her, and Begonia smiled at her, but the other party suddenly lowered his head.

Although it was only for a moment, Begonia also saw the other party's appearance clearly, it was a girl with slightly dark skin, big eyes, double eyelids, full of indescribable beauty, especially this set of "Jasmine" brand long skirts on her body, and she was wrapped in a show of wisdom, which made people can't help but be surprised.

Compared with her, Haitang feels that her "female man" seems to lack a lot of femininity.

Yes, dealing with factory machines every day, talking to workers with a loud voice every day, the characteristics that a girl should have in me are about to be sharpened clean.

Even today, wearing a skirt, high-heeled sandals, eye shadow, and lipstick, it is still difficult to exude a strong femininity like the other party.

The same skirt is worn on different people, she is still a woman, but the other party is a girl with real charm.

Begonia was a little envious of each other.

……

The mute girl Baoxia was pulled back to reality by Song Zhichao's handsome snapping fingers, and then she heard Song Zhichao say to her, let her put her things down and take them out.

Bao Xia then remembered the purpose of her visit, and she quickly put a large pile of things on the counter in the exhibition area, and then carefully took out one by one from the inside...... Small clothes!

Yes, it was a beautiful, dazzling little dress.

To be precise, these clothes are the "little clothes" worn by Panpan, the plush toy panda on the counter.

It turned out that the last time Song Zhichao made a suit for Qi Fatzi, he secretly arranged a task for Baoxia, that is, to make fifty-six different sets of small clothes, and to give his company's toy panda Panpan to wear.

It is conceivable what Miss Baoxia's expression was at that time, she didn't quite understand what Song Zhichao meant, but Song Zhigang said to her, fifty-six sets of clothes represent fifty-six nationalities, and each ethnic group has a panda Panpan.

Baoxia still doesn't understand.

But in the end, she did as Song Zhichao asked.

Fifty-six sets of small clothes, and a lot of the fabrics were basically scraps used in suit shops.

These scraps, which were originally to be thrown into the garbage, were quickly turned into small and lovely national costumes in the dexterous hands of Miss Baoxia and in the sewing of needles and threads.

At this moment, Song Zhichao and Baoxia began to dress those pandas who were originally exactly the same.

Qi Fatzi paused for a moment and began to help.

Begonia was not idle, and summoned the Navy to start working.

The bear child Navy looked reluctant, because it was too girly to help the toys get dressed, and he was a pure man.

Everyone did it together, the action was very fast, and soon those red pandas were wearing a set of cute little clothes, and in an instant, they became different pandas, different Panpan, some wearing XJ clothes, some wearing Mongolian clothes, some wearing Dai clothes, and some wearing North Korean clothes...... Fifty-six nationalities, fifty-six pans!

Such a change was an eye-opener for everyone.

At the same time, those foreign models were already ready.

For them, they are not here today to see the excitement, but to help the catwalk.

Time is money, and their catwalk pay is calculated by the hour.

So when Song Zhichao dressed those toy pandas, they were already ready at the back of the exhibition area, waiting for the music to play.

Music?

Of course, Song Zhichao was ready for a long time.

In full view, he turned on the rented tape recorder, and the song played---

Familiar rhythms.

Very leitmotif!

Very ethnic!

It's also very down-to-earth!

"Fifty-six nationalities, fifty-six flowers

Which blooms in the sun

The party sprinkled the rain and dew

Thousands of purples and thousands of reds shine Hualuo ......"

Then those foreign models came out, and there was a burst of exclamations around them!

Audience---

Director Kong of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, Director Liu of the Taxation Bureau, and Director Zhang of the Public Security Bureau were all dumbfounded.

Looking at the eight Yanma-level foreign models in front of him, holding pandas wearing unique national costumes in his hands, Panpan walked from far to near, walking with hips and breasts, and came out!

However, this is not the main reason why everyone exclaimed and made the three directors collectively dumbfounded, the main reason is that they are all wearing bikinis---