"You go take care of those guys first, and there's four hours left." Quan Yi has no results here, let Langsheng take care of the models first, and there are still four hours to start.

Langsheng nasal soft "um", leaving the technical department.

Arriving at the models' exclusive restaurant, they were all having dinner and digesting a few hours in advance.

"Young Master Yan!" One of the people at one of the tables stood up and shouted at Langsheng, and the models who were eating turned to look at her.

Langsheng nodded slightly and walked to the table.

"You don't mind if I sit here, do you?"

"Feel free to do it, my young master Fang doesn't care."

The little assistant hurriedly replied, and Fang Jin, who was sitting opposite him, had a dark face. How did this assistant turn his elbow outward?

Lang Sheng sat on the seat next to Fang Jin and moved to the side, a lot of distance away from Fang Jin.

Dare to love this is disgusted with him?

Fang Jin's face became even more pale, and he held the chopsticks tightly in his hand.

The little assistant saw that his boss's face was not very good, so he didn't speak, and then took a glass of mango juice that Fang Jin liked.

Langsheng didn't order anything, swiping his phone.

However, no one can see what is on it, and if they see it, they will only ask Langsheng curiously why they want to read Zhang Lan's information.

Of course, the information on the Internet is not as comprehensive and authentic as Quan Yi's, but the news on the Internet is faster than Quan Yi.

Today, someone broke out that Zhang Lan's president would go to the Yan family's catwalk banquet.

The comments were also full of exclamations.

I'm not Meng Lori: "It's rumored that Zhang Lan has a president behind the scenes, who is it?" ”

100,000 balls: "The Yan family also invited a lot of supermodels this time, and naturally the big guys are going to go a wave!" ”

Mrs. Xu said again: "Alas, waiting for the reporter's photos tomorrow, don't worry." ”

The commander of the soldiers is the most handsome: "Zhang Lan seems to be the company that was established in the first four months, and it has soared to the upper class in just a few months?" There's something in the back! It's not simple, it's not simple. ”

……

The eyes of the masses are bright.

Zhang Lan's rapidly increasing fame, and some people may also be eyeing this company.

People who do not mix with the business circle should feel that this is a dark horse, and the future business circle depends on them.

"Uh...... Young Master Yan, what do you want to eat? The little assistant only looked at the phone after Langsheng sat down, and there was no extra look next to him.

His boss was about to explode, from the moment she came to this position to the time she sat down, her eyes didn't stay on Fang Jin.

Langsheng heard the voice of the little assistant, raised his head, and replied with a faint smile: "No." ”

"Humph! Don't put your hot face on your cold ass, isn't it the young master of the Yan family, what kind of arrogance you have become! Fang Jin, who was on the side, couldn't listen to it anymore, and said sarcastically in a cold voice, he really didn't want to see his little assistant trying to please this person.

Langsheng glanced over, with danger and fierceness.

"Young Master Fang, I don't mind disqualifying you from the catwalk."

Fang Jin stopped what he was doing and glared at Lang Sheng fiercely.

……

After the model finished her meal, she went backstage to put on makeup.

Atheran rolled up her sleeves and joined the makeup team. The command is in order, and Langsheng is relieved.

Langsheng came to the door of the company to greet him, in fact, he was just looking for the president behind the legend of Zhang Lan by the way.

In the distance, a foreign man can be seen wearing a suit, very handsome and extravagant, accompanied by a group of people, including the man she threatened.

When Langsheng saw his face, his eyes flickered, and his killing intent gradually revealed. That foreign man is Kate!

Nine times out of ten, they are here for revenge. Tsk, it's really a man who relies on clothes and horses and saddles.