Tonight, the new gold medal stylist, Felix, seems to have a little bad luck.

After leaving the apartment, Ye Mufan was dressed brightly, his hair was waxed and combed neatly. He drove the big red Pagani supercar that Ye Wanwan gave him, and drove to the Fashion Festival with a full face.

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

Although the weather was not good these two days and it had been raining continuously, it did not affect his good mood at all.

The car window was halfway open, and the drizzle floated onto his face, which was very comfortable and comfortable. Because there were no people on the road, Ye Mufan speeded up the car.

Unexpectedly, when the car drove halfway, a blue car suddenly drove in the opposite direction and headed straight towards him.

"Damn!" Ye Mufan quickly stepped on the brakes and turned the steering wheel to avoid the car.

Because the car was too fast, Red Pagani still rubbed the Buick hard, then rushed to the bushes next to it before almost stopping.

He just avoided it in time and nothing big happened.

It was just raining and the bushes were muddy. When Ye Mufan finally climbed out, he could no longer see them.

His hair was messy, his body was covered with stains and mud spots, and a large chunk of his Pagani hood was recessed.

"Asie..."

The ball is over!

Ye Mufan scratched his hair, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. His first reaction was that he was finished. When he was leaving today, Wanwan told him to drive a little slower, but then he crashed.

Wanwan knew about it, so she wouldn't have to peel him off!

"Damn, how the hell are you driving!"

The owner of the blue car opposite got out of the car and cursed at Ye Mufan.

Ye Mufan was scolded and confused. He clearly said that he was going against the trend first? He had seen what it means to complain first.

The other party was drunk and was obviously drunk.

Come on, call the police, what reason does he tell a drunk man?

Because he was still rushing to attend the fashion ceremony, Ye Mufan called the police directly, then called the assistant and asked the assistant to come over to deal with it.

At the same time, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi have arrived at the scene of the Fashion Ceremony.

The two handed over a beautifully designed gold-plated invitation letter and successfully entered the venue.

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

After the two of them entered, many acquaintances came up to greet and greet.

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

He Juncheng bowed his hands, "You're welcome!"

After the two of them greeted each other, Shen Mengqi glanced in the crowd anxiously, "Is the Felix you mentioned here?"

He Juncheng: "It seems that I haven't come yet..."

"He Juncheng, give me a correct statement now. Are you sure to invite someone?" Shen Mengqi asked repeatedly with concern.

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

Shen Mengqi glanced at him coldly, "Of course, this is my international debut! You can't make any mistakes!"

Her looks have been ordinary lately, and the fashion leader's personality has become shaky. How could she not be anxious?

So, no matter how much the price this time, she must invite people.

If He Juncheng is reliable, would she spend so much energy?

As for Ye Mufan, he is even more useless! I guess I don’t know where to mess around now!
Chapter completed!