Li Zhengjie was wearing a plaid shirt on top and jeans on the bottom. He held a LV handbag in one hand and a beautiful woman with heavy makeup in the other hand. He was wearing a standard tall, rich and handsome outfit, perhaps because he had some sense of his eyes. Li Zhengjie also looked over.

This made him stunned for a moment, and a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes. Then he ignored Pei Mo and looked at Lin Yaxuan and Lan Yuqing intently. These two women did not wear heavy makeup. They were dressed in ordinary clothes, with long shawls, tight-fitting T-shirts, and denim shorts. However, they were 1.75 meters tall and had a delicate and slim figure, especially Lin Yaxuan, who was even more exaggerated and popular, and his beautiful face with a very distinctive style, had already defeated the women around him! Li Zhengjie felt that the young model in his arms was a country girl!

Without hiding the lustful look on his face, Li Zhengjie smiled sarcastically: "Oh! Isn't this Miss Lin? Why? You are also going to Seoul? Oh~~ I remembered that autumn clothes are about to be put on, so I'm going to see it, right? No wonder, your Yaxuan Wang Xiaoer is getting worse every year during the New Year, and can only live by plagiarizing the Korean version, but I have to advise you that plagiarizing other people's works will never have your own soul, and you can only be a big deal!"

"You..." Lin Yaxuan's face turned pale in an instant, but Li Zhengjie was right. Yaxuan lacked his own core designer and could not form his own unique style. For example, Sancai, his black, white and gray colors, consumers can think of Sancai clothing at just one glance. When facing Yaxuan's products, if they don't look at the tags, they will not have any association with Yaxuan at all!

After a long time, Lin Yaxuan retorted: "Young Master Li, don't just talk about others. Isn't you going to Seoul for this year's new autumn outfit?"

"Hahahaha~~" Li Zhengjie smiled proudly: "I am different from you. My teacher is the former creative director of Balenciaga and the famous fashion designer Mr. Nikola. From the beginning, he taught me that plagiarism of any work is strictly prohibited and that you must have your own creativity. I went to Seoul just to experience the trend of the 2013 Asian autumn and winter, and use it as a reference, rather than buying ready-to-wear and proofing it directly!"

This made Lin Yaxuan very angry, but she was completely speechless. Her purpose in going to Seoul was to buy ready-made clothes, which invisibly lowered Li Zhengjie. At the same time, she did not suspect that Li Zhengjie was deliberately raising her value. If this person directly bought ready-made clothes for proofing, then once Nikola learned about it, he would announce that he would 100% announce that he had severed his ties with him, and Li Zhengjie would also be despised by his peers in the circle!

"Hehe!" Li Zhengjie laughed strangely, and his eyes reluctantly left Lin Yaxuan's huge breast that was slightly trembling due to anger. He looked at Lan Yuqing beside her and shook his head regretfully: "Xiaoqing, why are you still tired of this warehouse manager? It's not me that you have experienced a lot of right and wrong over the years, why are your vision getting worse and worse? Women, it's only been valuable for just a few years. If you don't make good use of your capital, you'll waste your youth on a bastard. Even I'm not worth it for you. Come back, Xiaoqing, my shoulders still belong to you!"

Li Zhengjie's arrogant model made Lan Yuqing so angry that his pretty face turned red. Pei Mo quickly pulled her into his arms to show comfort. In fact, Pei Mo also wanted to pull Lin Yaxuan over, for nothing else, just to make Li Zhengjie stare at him. Influenced by the soul of the gay ghost, he did not have any respect for Lin Yaxuan, but he could only think about this idea.

Pei Mo leaned over Lan Yuqing's cheek and kissed Meimei while not paying attention. Then he turned his head and smiled: "Westerns have always discriminated against Oriental people, especially in the fashion industry! The new Chinese Chinese Mr. Wang is a talent that has never been seen in a century, but it can't be renewed. Could it be that Mr. Li's talent and background can be comparable to Mr. Wang? If not, then why did Mr. Nikola accept you as a disciple? This is very thoughtful. Mr. Nikola has achieved success and has huge assets. I think, even if you present three-color hands, he may not be able to see it. But if he accepts you as a disciple, is there any hidden truth?"

Pei Mo frowned, and showed a deep thoughtful look. Lan Yuqing and Lin Yaxuan also had a heart-warming move, exchanged puzzled eyes with each other, frowned high, and thought about the secret.

"Oh~~" When Pei Mo was puzzled, he suddenly realized: "Mr. Nicholas is a GAY. This is an open secret in the industry. He did not take it as a pestle, but instead showed it around. Could it be that Master Li... was presented with his own chrysanthemum and obtained Mr. Nicholas' love to be included in it? No wonder Master Li was beautiful and beautiful. In ancient times, he was a twin boy!"

"You...**'s bloody mouth!" In an instant, Li Zhengjie was furious like a wild cat being stepped on his tail, with strong trembling in his voice!

Pei Mo's slander attracted all the attention of the stewardess in the machine warehouse, including the flight attendant. After all, in Western society, the bizarre feelings have been widely recognized by the public, but in the East, even if it is South Korea, it is shameful to make a bizarre thing and is despised and disliked by public opinion!

Everyone looked at Li Zhengjie with a strange look. Even the young model around him flashed out in disgust. Li Zhengjie's abnormal anger made people's hearts feel infinite flaws, and Pei Mo's analysis is also very reasonable. Why do people's famous fashion designers like him? What else can they do besides giving their preferences?

I have to say that Pei Mo's guess did hit Li Zhengjie's pain. Dedicating the chrysanthemums was an eternal pain in his heart, and he was deeply ashamed. He did everything possible to cover up the facts. In fact, in the fashion design industry, it is normal to be a basic person. There is almost no famous Western designers who don't do basic person, but Orientals can't accept it, so there is nothing they can do about it.

"Hahaha~~" Pei Mo laughed again: "In ancient times, there was the shame of Han Xin under his crotch, and now there was the pain of Master Li's chrysanthemums. Every ancient and modern, it was all shocking the past and the present, and it was so bright! Admiration, admiration, it was really admirable. For the domestic clothing industry, Master Li was willing to offer the chrysanthemums. I, Pei Mo, had to raise my hands to say the word "submission"! Master Li, by the way, I would like to congratulate you, congratulate you on your successful joining the gay friend club!"

"Hait~~" The young model could no longer bear it and made a vomiting sound, then walked off the passenger plane with a cold snorkeling of "You are so disgusting!" Although she was greedy for Li Zhengjie's money and hoped to be famous by him, as a normal woman, she could give her body to any man who would help her career, but could not bear the man's guy pulled out from another man's anus and then entered her own voice. How disgusting!

"You...you...ok! Pei Mo, your name is Pei Mo, right? I remember you, Li Zhengjie and you will never die!" She glared at Pei Mo with a murderous look. After making harsh words, Li Zhengjie turned around and ran off the passenger plane and fled. The plane was equipped with Oriental people, and he had no shame to stay on it anymore.

"Hehe~~ Pei Mo, you really have you. You surprised me so much!" For a moment, Lin Yaxuan was in a good mood and giggled and threw an admiring look at Pei Mo.

Lan Yuqing also looked at Pei Mo with a smile on her face, her eyes full of tenderness and sweetness. She had seen Pei Mo's verbal excitement, but she didn't expect that today she would easily defeat the arrogant Li Zhengjie from the side!

But at the same time, she still had a little concern and quickly reminded: "Pei Mo, you must be careful of Li Zhengjie. Although in a legal society, he dare not face you from the front, but it is inevitable to make trouble behind your back. You must not be careless!"

Pei Mo was deeply enchanted, hugging Lan Yuqing's arm tightly, nodding and said, "A person like me who has nothing to do, will inevitably encounter enemies of all sizes on the road from scratch. This first enemy starts with Li Zhengjie. Didn't he promise you to be the boss lady of Sancai? I am also solemnly promising you to be the boss lady of Sancai, but the boss has been replaced by me instead of Li Zhengjie!"

"Yeah!" Lan Yuqing responded confidently, her body pressed on Pei Mo without reservation, but a hint of gloom appeared in her beautiful eyes. She had already made the decision to give up Pei Mo, but during this period in South Korea, she wanted to have a good love with Pei Mo, and when she went back, she would hand him over to Roland. After all, she couldn't make up her mind to steal Roland's man!

"Okay, Pei Mo, your ambition is great, but for now, haha~~ I won't say it anymore, the passenger plane is about to take off, sit down quickly!" Pei Mo was feeling Lan Yuqing's elastic body, Lin Yaxuan's mockery sounded from his ears, and he didn't care, patted Lan Yuqing and said, "Yuqing, let's go and sit down!"

Lan Yuqing had just walked out of Pei Mo's arms. Lin Yaxuan had already pulled her over and ordered in an unquestionable tone: "Pei Mo, Yuqing and I sit together, you sit here!"

It turned out that the official warehouses were all two-person seats. One of the three people in their group had to sit alone. There was already a middle-aged man in the row of seats that came out. Lin Yaxuan obviously did not want to sit in the same row with the men.

Lan Yuqing also understood Lin Yaxuan's hobbies, so she had to hold an apology look and was half-wrugged by Lin Yaxuan and walked over. In desperation, Pei Mo sat alone with a bitter face.
Chapter completed!