"How did you meet Jiang Haofeng?" Bai Qimeng, who was sitting in the car, asked.

"It's a long story." Shi Yi's eyes kept looking at the driveway and began to talk about what happened a few days ago.

The makeup room was noisy, and Shi Yi sat in front of the mirror waiting for the makeup artist to style her and then change her clothes and show off her jewelry.

As a model, the scene and content of her work are never uncertain.

It's just that this time it's obviously much easier, just show off the jewelry and then you can change your clothes and leave, without wasting too much time and energy.

Yesterday, she was shooting a magazine street shoot in New York, and today she is back in China to walk the catwalk for the jewelry show.

Her height is 1.76 meters, although she is not very tall among models, not to mention that she is much shorter than those foreign models, but her proportions are very good, even better than Bai Qimeng.

At the age of 15, she appeared in the modeling circle as an exclusive model for the girl's magazine "This Girl", and then with the help of her parents' status in the fashion circle, she became one of the few new generation of national models abroad with status.

Compared with Bai Qimeng's changeability, she has a girlish ghost horse temperament, so no matter what kind of strange and rich shape she can control.

This is also the reason why she can be welcomed by many unpopular fashion brands and brands with special positioning.

Although many people ridiculed her and laughed at her, saying that she was able to become famous by relying on the power of her parents, and that she herself was a vase, she never cared.

Because people who have power but don't know how to use it are the real jokes.

"Why are you stunned, go to the front display cabinet and keep an eye on the jewelry! If you fail this time, I will definitely pick your skin! Jiang Haofeng scolded his subordinates, and kicked him as he spoke.

The subordinates were scolded like this, and they all returned to their positions.

After everyone dispersed, Jiang Haofeng leaned against the wall and stood in place, stunned for a few seconds before he slowly took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Shi Yi, who had changed her clothes, stood at the forefront, and was the first to appear as the opening model, as soon as she walked out of the changing room, she heard this voice, she turned her head, and saw Jiang Haofeng standing next to the trash can smoking a cigarette.

Jiang Haofeng's appearance is not as delicate as Xu Yu, nor is it like Yan Weiming, who can attract people's attention at a glance.

His appearance and aura always give people a strong sense of reliability, as if standing by his side can get a sense of security.

Shi Yi was stunned, and Jiang Haofeng, who was not far away, also subconsciously raised his head, and saw Shi Yi looking at him.

It was only a short second, and Shi Yi immediately turned his head.

What does that feel like?

Suddenly, as if he had been electrocuted, the electric current spread through his eyes little by little.

Shi Yi hurriedly took a deep breath and put all his thoughts back on his work.

This time the job was much easier than before, and you didn't need to travel too much after walking the catwalk.

However, she never liked a group of people huddled together to change clothes, so she had to wait in the hallway for everyone to change before entering.

There were only some staff members in the corridor who were still busy, and Shi Yi took off his high heels and stood by the wall looking at the new messages on his phone.

It wasn't until everyone in the changing room was almost gone that she put down her phone and took her high heels to go in to change clothes.

As soon as he took a few steps, he bumped into a person head-on, and his mobile phone and high heels were hit on the ground.

"You don't have eyes when you walk!" Shi Yi rubbed the arm that was hit and looked at the man in front of him.

The man is about 1.7 meters tall, wearing a maintenance man's clothes, but he is still wearing a hat even though he is indoors, and the sleeve of his left hand is rolled up to reveal a small tattoo.

"I'm sorry." After the man finished speaking, he hurriedly walked forward without looking at Shi Yi.

"What kind of person..."Shi Yi whispered, disapprovingly, picking up the mobile phone and high heels on the ground.