139: C139 Nervous Fuzzy Han

C139 Nervous Fuzzy Han

"Give me a fatal blow? Is she worthy? "

Zhang Wenji admitted that the woman called Yan Wanwan did have some innate advantages. She was not bad looking, had a good figure, and had a good temperament.

But compared to her, it was still far from enough!

After Zhang Wenji finished speaking, she looked meaningfully at Yan Mengrou, "Mengrou, if the two of us fight for the championship in the end, what should we do?"

"How could it be? My professional strength is not comparable to Sister Zhang's." Yan Mengrou replied with a smile.

In her heart, she was thinking, Do you have the ability and power to compete with me for the championship?

When Zhang Wenji heard this, she smiled in satisfaction. The championship was naturally her cyst.

The stage was set up at the seaside. The ground was not soft sand, but gravel. The road was quite smooth.

Eight judges sat at the best spot. The audience invited to watch the show were all sitting on wooden stools with reefs as the background.

The sky was high and the sea was wide. Seagull flocks were everywhere. The waves were surging and the new waves were clear. It was natural and harmonious.

The camera crew was in position. The music started and the competition officially began!

The Program Set had the intention to support a few people. For example, Yan Mengrou, who had a background, was the first one to appear. Zhang Wenji, who was the most famous, was the last one to appear and Yan Wanwan was randomly placed in an inconspicuous spot in the middle.

Although these twenty people were the victors of the heavy selection, in the eyes of the big shots, their strength was not enough to look at.

The old people in the fashion industry were not in the mood to watch. Occasionally, they would lower their heads and exchange words. This model's conditions were not bad. It was just that her steps were rotten. This temperament was not bad but her aura was not strong enough.

At some point, the entire venue quieted down. The judges who were pretending to be excited and tired sat up straight.

The sound of high heels and pebbles hitting each other could be heard. Each sound was sonorous and forceful, and even the rhythm and sound were the same. It perfectly blended with the sound of the waves and the background music.

The female model was beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes and a peach cheeks. She could be said to be devastatingly beautiful. Her Eastern facial features were gentle and exquisite. There was no aggressiveness, but there was wind under her feet. Every step she took seemed to be stepping on the starry sky. When she was expressionless, her aura was greatly released.

A beauty as beautiful as jade, with an imposing manner.

Coupled with her appearance today, she looked like a handsome and feminine female war god.

"Who is that?" A judge asked excitedly.

"Number 16, I think her name is Yan Wanwan. She's not very famous."

"I think she has a stronger aura than Zhang Wenji. She's a good seedling!"

With Yan Wanwan's stunning performance in front of her, Zhang Wenji, who appeared at the end of the black fishtail suit, seemed to have the taste of a fisheye mixed with pearls.

Zhang Wenji did not see the audience's praise at all. Some people were even whispering to each other and did not respect her at all!

Clearly, when Yan Wanwan appeared, the entire audience was watching seriously!

There was a kind of anger called "jealousy" that rose in Zhang Wenji's heart.

After the recording ended, there were many people inquiring and discussing Yan Wanwan on the spot.

"So that's the model of the first model of the B show at the Autumn Car Exhibition!"

"No wonder an unknown model can be the premiere model. Her name is real. Not bad, not bad!"

"I thought that this year's competition would not be exciting. I didn't expect that a model that can compete with Zhang Wenji would suddenly appear. I'm looking forward to it! Haha!"

"Yan Wanwan is obviously stronger than Zhang Wenji. I heard that Shen Jie admires that little girl very much."

These voices were like numerous slaps on Zhang Wenji's face, burning with pain.

"Sister Zhang, I told you not to look down on her. This time, Program Set will definitely edit a lot of scenes for her as a model to fight with you in the arena." Yan Mengrou said, "Wanwan, she is not as simple as she looks. She is very scheming."

Zhang Wenji fiercely stared at Yan Wanwan's back and almost gritted her teeth. She actually compared her famous model to an unknown model like Yan Wanwan. Damn it!

Today is the show and tomorrow there will be a famous professional teacher coming for training.

Program Set prepared a large villa for 20 models as a dormitory.

Wanwan did not use this opportunity to interact with the various people in the fashion industry like the other models, but rushed back to the big villa to cook for Fu Sihan.

The villa was a European style kitchen. In order to showcase the greatness of the Program Set, the Program Set had also provided the kitchen with the necessary ingredients and ingredients. Most of them were used for western food.

Wanwan had no choice but to cook western cuisine today.

Codfish had always been Wanwan's favoritism. She took the parsley, peppermint, garlic, mustard-sauce, pickled beans, pepper, and olive oil ingredients and stirred them smoothly. She stir-fried the fish that needed to be stir-fried. After the base material was boiled, she put it into the sturgeon. He boiled them slowly for ten minutes. The sturgeon was cooked and did not grow old. The taste was just right. A serving of codfish mussels would come out of the pot.

In addition, Wanwan also fried a portion of steak Caesar salad, as well as a snack that was accompanied by a Western Gourd Parmason pancake.

In order to save time, in the end, the soup could only be chosen as a simple cream mushroom soup.

Chiang Yan waited at the Cypress Street behind the villa. After taking his dinner, he immediately sent it to the CEO's office of RK Group.

Half an hour later, the other models returned one after another, together with Program Set's cameras.

Wanwan did not have any intentions of appearing in private, and went straight back to her room.

A few minutes later, Fu Sihan called.

"Yan Wanwan, the food is cold." The man complained.

If it was not for Fu Sihan's usual domineering and murderous style, it would be easy to tell that he was wronged when someone else said this.

"Do you want a patient to eat leftovers? Or do you want to use a cheap one-time meal box to store food for me?" He continued to speak in front of his face.

... "" As expected, being wronged was just an illusion!

Wanwan was silent for two seconds and guiltily explained, "Third Elder Brother, Program Set does not have a vacuum flask here."

She thought for a while and said, "Why don't you ask Special Assistant Jiang to bring a incubator tomorrow?"

It was the first time she heard that there was a lunchbox for takeout.

Bah, what take-out!

Fu Sihan sat in a leather office chair, his face filled with displeasure. He held his phone in his left hand and poked the fish meat with his right hand twice.

"Yan Wanwan, did you do it on purpose? Ning Yichun had cooked western food for me before, and you also cooked western food on purpose to annoy me?"

Intentionally disgusted...

Sorry, there really was no such thing. You really have a lot of scenes!

"Third Elder Brother, it's because the ingredients of the Program Set are not suitable for cooking Chinese food. If you want to eat Chinese food, you can ask Assistant Jiang to bring the ingredients tomorrow. I'll do whatever you want to eat, alright?"

Wanwan was in a good mood and had a good temper after leaving the show. She did not want to take Ning Yichun's matter into account.

"Why can't I have a lunch box? Do I need to prepare the ingredients myself?"

The man's voice sounded like he did not have the slightest bit of patience.

Wanwan looked at her and continued to talk to Fu Sihan, "What can I do?"

Probably because she felt guilty, the woman's voice was soft and soft, making Fu Sihan's ears itch.

"Third Elder Brother, if you have anything you want to eat, you can ask Chiang Yan to send it over. I will make it for you." Wanwan was afraid that if he was unhappy, she would not be allowed to participate in the competition, so she immediately adopted a soft policy.

Fu Sihan completely saw through her little thoughts. He pulled his tie in annoyance. His movements were too big, and he pulled the wound on the back of his waist. He was unprepared and subconsciously hummed.

"What's wrong with you?" Wanwan heard that something was wrong and asked nervously.

"It's a wound," ___ said. Fu Sihan said something out of the blue and waited for Yan Wanwan to respond.

"Huh? ___ asked. Is it important? Does it hurt? Should I call Doctor Bai to take a look? "

Fu Sihan heard hurried footsteps coming from the other side. After a few steps, he stopped again.

He could totally imagine Yan Wanwan taking a few steps outside in a hurry after hearing the news. He remembered that it was impossible to get to his side and stopped again.

This behavior was a little silly.

It was also a little... cute.

Outside the door, Chiang Yan came to remind them that it was time for the meeting.

Fu Sihan hurriedly said something to the person on the phone before hanging up. He had no idea that Yan Wanwan had called Steward Lin again.

Wanwan thought that there was something wrong with Fu Sihan's wound, so she did not want to say more.

"Young Master is not home. Young Madam can call Special Assistant Jiang." Steward Lin said.

"He took his injury to work?"

Wanwan was dumbfounded. She had never seen such a restless patient!

"Yes!" Steward Lin sighed and said, "Young Master went to RK Group. He does not care about his health at all when he works. He might not even be able to come back to rest tonight. He might have stayed up all night in the headquarters. Sigh! What should I do!? "

How could he not rest?

Wanwan remembered that Fu Sihan had just finished the surgery and had already started to process the documents. She immediately could not sit still and took a leave of absence from the Program Set. She went straight to the headquarters of the RK Group.

The other models looked suspiciously at Yan Wanwan running out in a hurry.

"Mengrou, where is Yan Wanwan going?" Zhang Wenji pretended to ask casually, but she was actually very concerned.

"I don't know either, but I'm sure she's not going out to stay in a hotel. She doesn't have any financial sources." Yan Mengrou smiled and said, "Don't worry about her. She often doesn't go home in the past."

One. If a girl didn't go home at night, what good things could she do?

The surrounding models thought for a while and revealed looks of disdain.

At 8 PM.

The rest of the RK Group staff who came to work overtime got off work and returned home one after another.

At this moment, a pretty figure hurriedly walked into the lobby of the RK Group building and went straight to the front desk.

"Hello! May I ask if Fu Si... Simon Fu came to work today? Is he feeling unwell today? Can you take me to him? I have urgent matters to attend to! "1

Wanwan got out of the taxi and ran all the way in. At this moment, she was still panting.

After a few seconds, she noticed that the receptionist Miss was looking at her back with a strange expression. Furthermore, the surroundings were... silent. Chicken!

Fu Sihan was standing not far away.

He was wearing a dark blue striped suit today. He was handsome and noble to the extreme. There was no place that wasn't a little bit of essence absorption.

A few high ranking officials of the RK who were also wearing formal clothes were standing around him, and they were staring at her in shock.

Yan Wanwan,... ""

Embarrassment, mystery and awkwardness...

Fu Sihan put one hand in his pocket and looked at Yan Wanwan with an indifferent expression.

This was the first time Wanwan saw Fu Sihan's appearance in the workplace. His aura was fully released and he was extremely domineering. He was already the strongest existence just by standing there.

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