Tonight, Felix, the new gold stylist and god-maker, seems to have some bad luck.

After leaving the apartment, Ye Mufan was dressed brightly, his hair was waxed, neatly combed, and he drove the big red Pagani supercar that Ye Wanwan gave him, and drove to the scene of the fashion ceremony with a spring breeze on his face.

The fashion ceremony was held in a high-end private club on the outskirts of Beijing.

Although the weather has been bad for the past two days, it has been rainy and continuous, but this has not affected his good mood at all.

The window was half open, and the light rain floated on his face, which was very comfortable, because there was no one on the road, Ye Mufan sped up the car.

Unexpectedly, halfway through the car, a blue car suddenly drove in the opposite direction and drove straight in his direction.

"it!" Ye Mufan hurriedly slammed on the brakes and hit the steering wheel to avoid the car.

Because the car was too fast, the red Pagani still slammed into the Buick, and then rushed all the way to the bushes next to it before narrowly stopping.

He simply dodged in time, and nothing major happened.

It's just that it has just rained, and the bushes are muddy, and by the time Ye Mufan finally crawls out, the whole person can't see it.

His hair was messy, his body was covered in stains and mud spots, and his Pagani hood was dented in a large chunk.

"Assi......"

It's over!

Ye Mufan scratched his hair, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, his first reaction was that it was over, it was over, and when he was leaving today, Wanwan also explained that he should drive slower, but it crashed.

was known by Wanwan, and he had to pick his skin!

"Damn, how the are you driving!"

The owner of the blue car on the opposite side got out of the car and scolded Ye Mufan for a while.

Ye Mufan was scolded with a confused face, is it obvious that he is retrograde first? What does it mean for the wicked to sue first, he has seen it.

The other party was drunk, and it was obviously drunk driving.

Come on, call the police, what did he say to a drunk.

Because he was in a hurry to participate in the fashion ceremony, Ye Mufan directly called the police, and then called the assistant and asked the assistant to come and deal with it.

At the same time, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi have already rushed to the scene of the fashion ceremony.

The two handed over the beautifully designed gilded invitation and entered smoothly.

The banquet hall was full of celebrities and celebrities from all walks of life.

After the two entered, many acquaintances came forward to greet each other.

"Director He, congratulations on being shortlisted this time!"

He Juncheng arched his hands, "You're polite!" ”

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Shen Mengqi glanced eagerly through the crowd, "Is the Felix you said here?" ”

He Juncheng: "It doesn't seem to be here yet......"

"He Juncheng, if you give me an accurate word now, are you sure that you will be able to invite someone?" Shen Mengqi asked again and again uneasily.

He Juncheng's expression was also a little uncertain, and he asked hesitantly, "Mengqi, do you have to invite Felix?" ”

Shen Mengqi gave him a cold look, "Of course, this is my international debut!" Don't make a mistake! ”

Recently, her looks have all been mediocre, and the character of the fashion leader has been crumbling, how can she not be in a hurry.

So, no matter how much it costs this time, she must invite someone.

If He Juncheng could be relied on, would she spend so much energy?

As for Ye Mufan, he is even more useless! I guess I don't know where to fool around at this time!