In the noisy bar, Zhong Mengmeng drank glass after glass, smelling alcohol all over her body.

It was already autumn, and she was still wearing suspenders and hot pants, her lips were so cold that she didn't think about adding another piece of clothing.

"Beauty, have a drink together?"

A strange man came up to chat with a smile, but Zhong Mengmeng didn't refuse. She smashed the wine glass hard on the table, pointed to the black tube where the dice was being played and said, "Come on, let's roll the dice, whoever loses will drink."

The drunk beauty is always full of temptation, and the strange man picks up the black tube without hesitation.

After the two of them played for two, Zhong Mengmeng threw away the dice, took out her cell phone and dialed Deng Junda's number. Regardless of whether the other party answered or not, she cried and yelled.

"Junda, I love you, I really love you. Woooo, can you not leave me? Will we get back together? I really love you."

In the middle of the night, he suddenly received a drunk call from his ex-girlfriend. He heard the noisy background sound beside her, and he looked disgusted: "Give up, I only have Dai Zhen in my heart, it is impossible for us."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, leaving Zhong Mengmeng to collapse alone at the other end.

"You will regret it, Deng Junda, you will definitely regret it!"

"Beauty, don't be sad. There is no grass everywhere in the world. Brother will drink with you."

The person who had thrown dice with Zhong Mengmeng had hit a snake and followed the stick, picked up a wine glass to coax her to drink.

Zhong Mengmeng was angry at Deng Junda's ruthlessness, and she was fighting with strange men for drinking.

After a long dark night, dawn quietly arrived.

Shu Ange arrived at Yaro Mall at 5:30 in the morning, checked the venue layout in advance, and made sure that there was no problem with each link.

The fashion conference is divided into two afternoons, from 9:30 to 11:30 in the morning and from 2:30 to 5:30 in the afternoon.

"Mr. Lu, you are so creative. This arrangement of the background music is simply amazing!"

"Ha, you need to say, Xiao Lu is always someone, which has been disappointed."

In just a few months, Shu Ange not only turned the tide, but also revitalized Ai Shang, who was in a state of dimness, but also conquered all employees.

However, he is older than Lu Daizhen and younger than her. Now he is obedient to Shu Ange.

Even if Shu Ange suddenly proposes to let male employees wear women's clothing and come to sing and dance shows in the city center to attract popularity, they will implement it without hesitation.

"Everyone has been busy these days, and today is the most critical day. After the fashion conference, I will give you two days off."

"Wow, Mr. Lu is so generous, everyone is doing it well."

A vibrant team does not kill the remaining time of employees by shouting 996 slogans every day, but allows everyone to actively and happily devote themselves to their work.

Time flies, the mall opens at 9 o'clock, and the "Ai Shangzhiqiu Fashion Show" officially begins at 9:30.

After Shu Ange's efforts over the past few months, Ai Shang is also well-known in Furong City and is the first choice for young women to shop.

According to their estimates, today's fashion conference should attract three or four newspapers and magazine reporters.

When media workers entered the market one after another, Xiao Wu, who was in charge of the matter, was surprised to find that almost all the TV stations, magazines, and newspaper reporters in Furong City were present.

Moreover, they were very kind-hearted, and they didn't mean to take Qiao at all, and they didn't mind Ai Shang's simple hospitality.

The visit of so many media reporters is a great thing for this fashion conference.

After Xiao Wu settled the media staff, he took the time to fly and ran to Shu Ange: "Mr. Lu, good news, almost all the radio stations in Furong City are here today!"

He danced and was happy.

Shu Ange also noticed this when coordinating the overall situation and replied with a smile; "Come on, there are so many shots recording, we must come to the best state."

“yes!sir!”

Xiao Wu's voice was loud and he continued to work happily.

At the beginning, most of the media came for the sake of the Ji family.

When the dynamic and exciting music sounded, and under the dazzling lights, models with magnificent and fantasy makeup walked out, they couldn't help but press the shutter quickly.

Most humans have a common evaluation of beauty. The clothes worn by models are very consistent with their temperament and makeup, and every moment is amazing.

Buddha relies on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes.

Many viewers also raised their mobile phones, and the warm atmosphere at the scene gave them the illusion of participating in the press conference of internationally renowned brands.

"Is Ai Shang really a local brand in Furong City? Why do I think the clothes on models are more trendy than the latest international trends this year?"

There are many handsome men and beautiful women in Furong City, and these people usually have a very sensitive sense of smell in the fashion field.

"It's not an illusion. You can compare it with Baidu on your phone. Wow, I really didn't expect that you could still see such a wonderful fashion conference in the southwest region."

Someone was excited to see it and grabbed the staff's sleeves excitedly: "I want to ask, can I buy the clothes on the model? I really like it."

The staff was confused when asked, and nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes, but mass production requires another month."

"Thank you, when the sale is officially launched, you must notify me. This is my business card."

There is no celebrating jokes or prize-giving activities that can scatter the people.

This is a pure visual feast.

Shu Ange stood in the backstage, silently enjoying the performance of the models, and was very satisfied with the stage effect of this fashion show.

"Where is Miss Lu Daizhen?"

Deng Junda wore a suit and tie, and used a belt to tightly tie her belly just to make herself look thinner.

He was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his arms, dressed up as if he was a polite person, and asked the mall staff about Shu Ange's location.

Deng Junda himself knew that the people from Ai Shang Company would hate him when they saw him and would definitely not tell him where Dai Zhen was.

The staff looked at Deng Junda hesitantly: "What's wrong with you when you contact Mr. Lu?"

"I am her friend, so I came to congratulate Ai Shang's fashion conference for the successful holding of the fashion conference."

Deng Junda dressed up quite like a successful person. The mall staff did not doubt it and pointed to the backstage and said, "Mr. Lu is in the backstage, but she is a little busy now."

"Thank you for your reminder, I'll just give her a flower and will not disturb her work."

Deng Junda bowed slightly to show his gratitude, then raised his head and walked towards the backstage.

He didn't expect that the dull and boring Lu Daizhen had such a dazzling side.

I heard that most of the clothing displayed at the fashion conference today were designed by her personally.

Deng Junda regretted that he had no idea about gold and jade in the past, and always thought that Lu Daizhen had no advantages except studying hard.

Fortunately, it's not too late to save it now. The Fiery Girl is afraid of being entangled by her. He will definitely impress Lu Daizhen and make her feel changeable.
Chapter completed!