MTL - The city of Monkey King-Chapter 14 She is mine, rolling.
The Nangong Yi people just listened to other models in the background and talked about some of the anniversary of the club.
I also heard some between the faint.
Many people said that these people are here to accompany these rich families to play, and then ... accompany / sleep.
Some models have long been familiar with this kind of thing, and they have done it themselves, and they are not afraid of it.
In the model line, there are many rules that are secretly hidden. To please these rich families is a good paving for their future road.
At the time, the Nangong Yi people were already in the middle of her heart. She didn't care about this.
She also does not know whether the models are true or false. If it is true, she will not hesitate to leave. In fact, she wants to leave now.
but…
The Nangong Yi people clenched their hands tightly, and their hearts were nervous.
The rewards given this time are too rich. The notice said that one person and ten thousand, the deposit is five thousand, and it has already reached everyone's card.
Ten thousand, for the part-time small model of Nangong Yiren, it is equivalent to her half-month salary.
It is not that Nangong Yi people like money, but that she has to take the money, otherwise she will not quit her original stable work as a model.
Her seven-year-old brother, leukemia needs money for chemotherapy, and the Nangong Yi people almost saved all their savings to their younger brother.
Just this morning, the younger brother in the hospital relapsed and had to undergo chemotherapy again. It needed ** nine thousand. The deposit of Nangong Yiren Cary was not enough. He could only hand in the five thousand deposits.
She is going to get out of it now, and there is no way to refund it!
"Beauty, how about your brother today?"
At this time, in front of the Nangong Yi people, a thin man with a pointed nose and a monkey dressed in a small suit, thought he was handsome.
In fact, many people have been staring at the Nangong Yi people since the beginning. After all, Nangong Yiren is the most eye-catching in this group of models. Not only is the body material, but the face is even more beautiful, revealing a pure and natural.
Other models, although they are also good-looking, but most of the faces look a bit awkward, and the face of the net red, most of the estimates are all over.
However, when the thin man stood in front of the Nangong Yi people, everyone else turned his eyes away.
The chairman of the original club was Qin Feng, and the vice chairs were Li Zhuoran and Zhou Hong.
Now that Qin Feng was forced to go down, Li Zhuoran became the chairman, and the vice chairman was Zhou Hong, and this new Wu Zijian.
The Wu family's company and the Tianzhuo Group have a very close relationship. Even if it is affiliated, it is not much different. Wu Zijian was the follower of Li Zhuoran's old man.
This Wu Zijian became the first Ma Zi around Li Zhuoran. He took a fancy to the Nangong Yi people, and of course others did not dare to grab.
"No, no..."
The more I think about the Nangong Yi people, the more I think the things that the previous models said are true.
I am afraid this announcement is not that simple.
She just wants to work part-time as a model to earn some quick money to save her brother's life, but never thought about going to do that kind of dirty trade, not to mention... she never gave her the first time to any man.
"No? Oh... I will do it on the line. Come here to install the Madonna! Want money? Is it good to accompany Laozi today, and I will give you 100,000!"
Wu Zijian reached out and tried to grasp the arm of the Nangong Yi people. The Nangong Yi people stepped back and had an angry face: "Please respect yourself!"
"Bad the table, do you force the old man to come hard?!"
When Wu Zijian raises his hand, he will go down with a palm.
But at this moment, his raised hand has not fanned down, and a tearful pain has come.
Qin Feng stood by his side, pinching his wrist, but made a slight effort, this Wu Zijian is a painful wow wow up.
Others have also looked at this side.
"She is mine, roll."
Qin Feng, just faintly said a word, Wu Zijian's hand stunned, Wu Zijian was shackled by a shackle, stepped back four or five steps, almost sat down on the ground.
Wu Zijian also suddenly angered and burned up: "Qin Feng, you want to die?! What are you special, believe it or not, I will kill you now?!"
Wu Zijian wants to rush to play Qin Feng, and the remaining 20 people are also surrounded.
On the side of Qin Feng, Zhou Hong and the eight men were also in front of Qin Feng.
"Want to fight?"
Zhou Hong pushed the frame of the glasses, slowly rolled up the sleeves of the shirt, and squeaked his fingers.
Don't look at his black and white Taekwondo black belt!
"You... how are you here?"
The Nangong Yi people looked at Qin Feng and had not responded for a while. The phrase "She is mine" just echoed in the minds of the Nangong Yi people.
"How can I not be here?"
Qin Feng smiled slightly and said softly: "These guys are not good things, just follow me."
The Nangong Yi people nodded very well, then moved to the footsteps and stood behind Qin Feng.
All of this is seen by Li Zhuoran.
Li Zhuoran showed a smirk in his eyes, and then he found Juan around him. Juan looked at what he said with Li Zhuoran.
At the side of Li Zhuoran, Zhao Wei saw this scene and saw the Nangong Yi people around Qin Feng, and there was a very complicated color in his eyes.
Hey? envy? remorse? Or other...
"Okay, noisy!"
After listening to Juan's words, Li Zhuoran slowly walked over and said, lazily licking his ears.
When Li Zhuoran came over, Wu Zijian naturally took the anger out of pressure, but still raised his finger to Qin Feng: "Qin Feng, Lao Tzu tells you, you are a funeral dog, sooner or later Laozi wants to kill you!"
Wu Zijian yelled, when Qin Feng heard this sentence, his eyes were passing a trace of cold.
"Hey, what are you talking about? How to say it!"
Li Zhuoran stood in front of Wu Zi’s fitness and screamed, but then he laughed: “But there is a word that is really good.”
"Mour, family, dog."
Looking at Qin Feng, Li Zhuoran said in a word, he wanted to see the anger from the eyes of Qin Feng.
But what he saw was only a calm, watery look.
In these three months, Qin Feng’s humiliation was not what Li Zhuoran could think. What is this little thing? Qin Feng does not care.
"Be better than you."
Qin Feng refused to pay attention to Li Zhuoran, and went straight to the Ferrari f12 that he had opened. The Nangong Yi people also followed closely behind him.
Zhou Hong has eight other people who are also taking Li Zhuoran's group of people, and then each walks with their own car girl to their respective sports cars.
Li Zhuoran looked at the back of Qin Feng and smiled at the corner of his mouth.
"game…"
"According to the plan, today I will not ruin this funeral dog, Lao Tzu is not called Li Zhuoran."
A faint opening, behind him, the 20-something nodded and then walked to his own sports car. 2k novel reading network
