Chapter 325 Fashion Show
You know, Master Q has only cooperated with Wanjia Denghuo so far. Isn't this a disguised affirmation of Wanjia Denghuo's strength?
Wan Xiaobei just greeted him casually.
Qiao Qingci felt it was a bit noisy, so he got up and went backstage.
Models are wearing makeup now.
Wan Xiaoran was no exception. She looked good today. Seeing Qiao Qingci coming, she immediately smiled: "Boss Qiao, you're here."
"Well, how are the preparations going?"
"That's fine with me."
Although she hasn't walked the runway for a long time, Wan Xiaoran has regained her confidence after practicing for a while.
The two people were chatting when someone passed by outside.
"This is hilarious! You haven't been on stage in years, and you still have the nerve to be a model."
"That's right, some people are really shameless and aren't afraid of making a fool of themselves."
The two models were chatting, their voices not lowering at all, and they were deliberately mocking them.
Wan Xiaoran looked over with a somewhat indifferent look, and the model immediately said, "Oh, Sister Wan, we are not talking about you, please don't misunderstand."
They said this, but their attitude was very nonchalant, and it was obvious that they were talking about Wan Xiaoran.
The resources in the modeling industry were limited to a certain extent. When Wan Xiaoran came, she had touched the cake of the modeling industry, which of course made people feel unhappy. However, Qiao Qingci did not expect the quality of these models to be so poor, and it was natural to ridicule them in person.
Wan Xiaoran took a deep breath and ignored them.
Qiao Qingci said, "Some people are so ugly, it's a good thing they came here to be models. If they came to my company, I wouldn't hire them."
"Boss Qiao..." Wan Xiaoran looked at her in surprise, then she understood something and smiled, "I think so too. The entertainment industry doesn't allow people like this to appear."
The two models had good figures but their faces were not outstanding. They were immediately annoyed when they heard this. One of them said, "What are you talking about?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about you." Qiao Qingci rolled his eyes at her.
The models were furious, but there was nothing they could do because they were the ones who started the provocation.
Wan Xiaoran felt very relieved and admired Qiao Qingci even more in her heart. She got rid of her anger with just a few words.
At this time, Wan Xiaoran's assistant ran over, panting and choking: "Sister Xiaoran, it's not good."
"What's wrong?" Wan Xiaoran looked at her immediately.
The assistant held the clothes, tears in the corners of her eyes: "I went to get your clothes, but they are unraveling."
This is a long skirt with a cinched waist, a suspender-style design on the top, and a retro and exquisite staggered hem on the bottom. It looks very beautiful and eye-catching at first glance, but at this moment, the hem is open.
"How could this happen?" Wan Xiaoran's expression changed slightly.
"I don't know either. I put it in the locker room, but I didn't expect it to be like this when I went in to get it." The assistant was very anxious.
"You're so careless." The model, who had just lost the upper hand, suddenly gloated: "This dress is very expensive. Can you afford the compensation?"
"Yeah, it's a pity. You can't leave such a good opportunity and you have to pay money." Another model echoed.
Wan Xiaoran pinched her clothes, feeling very angry. How could she not see that this was a deliberate frame-up? How could such a coincidence happen?
Qiao Qingci went forward to check the place where the thread was broken. The place where the thread was broken was very smooth, and it was obvious that someone had deliberately cut it with scissors.
The thing I worried about still happened.
"What's going on?"
Someone walked in from outside, it was the person in charge and Feng Qingqing.
The model immediately said: "Wan Xiaoran didn't take good care of his clothes and ruined them."
They all looked at the clothes in Wan Xiaoran's assistant's hands. The person in charge suddenly became furious. "I told you to take good care of such expensive clothes. What's wrong with you? How can you still hold a fashion show if the clothes are damaged? Everyone will be affected by you!"
Feng Qingqing also covered her mouth, looking very surprised: "Yes, Xiaoran, this dress is worth three million. You have to compensate for the cost of the dress, and you also have to pay the penalty for breach of contract this time. It's not a small amount. Why don't you be more careful?"
Assistant Wan Xiaoran immediately said: "The clothes were torn when I went to pick them up. I think this is definitely man-made."
The person in charge said: "Why would they mess with your clothes instead of other people's clothes? That's ridiculous. Don't go on stage and just expect to pay the money!"
Wan Xiaoran's future was decided in just a few words.
Wan Xiaoran's face turned pale, and the anger in his heart became even stronger. "You are going too far. You don't even investigate and you admit my guilt like this?"
She immediately thought that this person in charge knew Feng Qingqing and might be plotting against her.
Because Feng Qingqing would not just stand by and watch herself live such a good life.
Feng Qingqing said softly, "Xiao Ran, you're really wronging the person in charge. There's no surveillance in the dressing room. Since the clothes were given to you, you must take good care of them. If you didn't take good care of them, do you still want to blame the person in charge? If you don't pay the money, do you expect the person in charge to compensate you?"
The person in charge looked at Feng Qingqing with emotion, then looked at Wan Xiaoran with disdain: "It was your fault in the first place, and you blame it on me."
"That's right, why is there no problem with our clothes?" the model also said.
This was a huge Hongmen Banquet, which was verified at this moment.
The person in charge waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't waste time, our fashion show is about to start. Go change your clothes. Wan Xiaoran, remember to pay the money."
After saying that, he prepared to leave.
Feng Qingqing also turned around and glanced at Wan Xiaoran before leaving, with clear provocation in her eyes.
It is clear that this is a Hongmen Banquet.
Wan Xiaoran clutched the corner of his clothes tightly, feeling extremely angry.
Feng Qingqing and the little models all left.
Feng Qingqing returned to her own dressing room. The person in charge smiled and said to her, "Qingqing, this time the task was completed perfectly. Moreover, they have no evidence, so they can only swallow this loss in silence."
Feng Qingqing curled her lips, her big red lips showing off her sexiness, her eyes looking even more superior, and she said softly: "They are too eager for quick success, it's only a matter of time before they take the bait."
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