Chapter 225: One Hundred and Eight Star Disc Dragon!

Chapter 237

In terms of looking at a woman's eyes, Ye Feng is definitely vicious.

When you discover the business value of a person, you will naturally leave it to a professional person.

Lee Hye-won's height and figure are enough to become a world-class model.

Her beautiful legs, in particular, will definitely be sought after by designers.

Apparently.

When Aisha saw Li Huiyuan, she couldn't put down those legs.

Well.

In fact, Ye Feng wanted to go on his own, after all, he was also hungry for those beautiful legs.

"Ye Feng, where did you dig up Kui Bao. ”

As the godmother of fashion, Aisha's sensitivity to beauty is more than one grade higher than that of Gao Yefeng.

It's not just about appreciating beauty, it's about turning beauty into real economic benefits.

Lee Hye-won fits Aisha's definition of the perfect model.

Li Huiyuan sat on the sofa with a red face, her legs being observed and pinched for the first time at close range.

The person who observed it was a woman.

It feels awkward.

But you can't retract your legs.

for this woman is her idol.

Fashion godmother Aisha, founder of ISA luxury brand.

An existence that can make celebrities crazy.

"Well, I picked it up on the side of the road, and I saw that she was selling her body to bury her father, so I bought it back. ”

Ye Feng's natural answer was exchanged for Li Huiyuan's white eyes.

"I know this allusion, but is there really such a miserable person in Dabong now?"

Aisha looked at Li Huiyuan sympathetically.

"No, I didn't sell my body to bury my father. ”

Li Huiyuan defended.

"Just kidding, don't be nervous. ”

Ye Feng smiled, turned to Aisha and said, "She owes me 500 million, how long do you estimate it will take for her to earn it back." ”

Aisha pondered for a while and said: "When I launch a new product this year, I can let her stand in the C position, no accident, I should be able to raise her net worth, within two years, 500 million is not a big problem." ”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, you don't have to fool people about the economic contract. ”

Ye Feng nodded.

"You can't let me drink the northwest wind!"

Aisha rolled her eyes and occasionally skinned herself in front of the king, which was extremely irritating.

"It's okay, Ye Feng, I believe in Miss Aisha's character. ”

Li Huiyuan hurriedly spoke.

"Okay, anyway, it's the two of you working together, and I just need to collect the money. ”

Ye Feng shrugged, then looked at Aisha: "Take the clothes and try them on for her, and see how her style is!"

"Taifan is sure..."

Aisha saw Ye Feng's fierce eyes, and hurriedly changed her words: "Li Huiyuan, you come with me." ”

took Li Huiyuan to the room and picked out unworn clothes from the wardrobe for her to try on.

After choosing, leaving her alone in the room, Aisha ran back to Ye Feng's side.

"Wang, do you have any other requirements?"

Aisha asked in a low voice.

"Stockings. ”

Ye Feng only said two words.

Ai Shabai glanced at Ye Feng and said, "If I don't wear it to you at night, my figure is much hotter than her." ”

"I'm not interested in you, fuck off. ”

If it weren't for Aisha being a woman, Ye Feng would definitely kick her ass.

Aisha smiled and left.

The dress-up show officially began.

Ye Feng took out melon seeds from the snack area and looked at Li Huiyuan's dress-up show with a smile on his face.

Li Huiyuan was tired of changing clothes, but Aisha was beside her, and she was embarrassed to refuse.

Also, it always feels like it's a trap.

Not once did he go bare-legged.

Seeing Ye Feng's look of appreciation.

I finally know, this is the trap.

In order to satisfy Ye Feng's selfish desire to see his legs!

She was weak and helpless, helpless.

There was also a sense of happiness in my heart.

It is a happy thing that the body can make the man you like infatuated.

In fact, Ye Feng has a hint of revenge.

If this woman doesn't fulfill her promise, then she will see enough.

Well.

But the other party didn't seem to look shy.

You can also see a little bit of happiness.

Miscalculated.

"Stop. ”

Ye Feng decided not to toss Li Huiyuan.