A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

In the noisy bar, Zhong Mengmeng drank cup after cup of wine, covered with alcohol.

It was already autumn, she was still wearing suspenders and hot pants, her lips were purple from the cold, and she didn't think about adding another dress.

"Beauty, let's have a drink together?"

A strange man came up to chat with a smiley face. Zhong Mengmeng didn't refuse. He slammed the wine glass on the table, pointed at the black tube where the dice was placed, and said, "Come on, let's play the dice, whoever loses will drink."

Drunk beauties are always tempting, and the strange man picked up the black tube without hesitation.

After the two played two games, Zhong Mengmeng threw away the dice, took out his mobile phone and dialed Deng Junda's number, regardless of whether the other party answered or not, crying and shouting.

"Junda, I love you, I really love you. Woo, can you not leave me, can we get back together? I really love you."

In the middle of the night, he suddenly received a drunken call from his ex-girlfriend, and when he heard the noisy background sound beside her, he looked disgusted: "Give up, I only have Dai Zhen in my heart, we are impossible."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, leaving Zhong Mengmeng to collapse alone on the other end.

"You will regret it, Deng Junda, you will definitely regret it!"

"Don't be sad, beauties, there are no herbs anywhere in the world, my brother will accompany you to drink."

The person who was throwing dice with Zhong Mengmeng before hit the snake with the stick, and raised the glass to coax her to drink.

Zhong Mengmeng was angry with Deng Junda's unfeeling love, regardless of whether it was 37 or 21, and had a drink with a strange man.

After a long dark night, dawn came quietly.

Shu Ange arrived at the Yarrow shopping mall at 5:30 in the morning and checked the layout of the venue in advance to make sure that every link was ok.

The fashion conference is divided into morning and afternoon, from 9:30 to 11:30 in the morning, and from 2:30 to 5:30 in the afternoon.

"Mr. Lu, you are so creative. This background music arrangement is absolutely amazing!"

"Ha, let's just say, who is Xiao Lu, who has disappointed anyone."

In just a few months, Shu Ange not only turned the tide and rejuvenated Ai Shang in the sunset, but also conquered all employees.

However, she is older than Lu Daizhen, and still younger than her, and now she is obedient to Shu Ange.

Even if Shu Ange suddenly proposed to let male employees wear women's clothes and come to the city center to attract popularity, they would not hesitate to implement it.

"Everyone has been busy these days. Today is the most critical day. After the fashion conference, I will give you two days off."

"Wow, Mr. Lu is very big, everyone is doing their best."

A dynamic team, instead of shouting the slogan of 996 every day, desperately squeezing the remaining time of employees, allows everyone to actively and happily devote themselves to work.

Time passed quickly, the shopping mall opened at 9:00, and the "Ai Shangzhi Autumn Fashion Conference" officially started at 9:30.

After Shu Ange's hard work over the past few months, Ai Shang is well-known in Furong City and is the first choice for young women to shop.

According to their estimates, today's fashion conference should attract three or four newspapers and magazine reporters.

When the media workers entered the venue one after another, Xiao Wu, who handled the matter, was surprised to find that almost all the TV stations, magazines, and newspaper reporters in Furong City were present.

And their attitude was very kind, they didn't take Joe's intentions at all, and they didn't mind Aishang's poor reception.

The visit of so many media reporters is a good thing for this fashion conference.

After Xiao Wu settled the media staff, he ran to Shu Ange as if he was free to fly: "Mr. Lu, good news, almost all the radio and media reporters in Furong City are here today!"

He danced and danced with joy.

When Shu Ange was coordinating the overall situation, he also noticed this and replied with a smile: "Come on, there are so many shots to record, we have to show the best state."

"yes! sir!"

Xiao Wu's voice was loud, and he continued to work happily.

At the beginning, most of the media came for the face of the Ji family.

When the dynamic music sounded, and under the dazzling lights, the models with magnificent and fantastic makeup filed out, they couldn't help but quickly pressed the shutter.

Most of the human evaluations of beauty are common. The clothes worn by the models are very suitable for their temperament and makeup, and every moment is amazing.

Buddhas rely on gold clothes, and people rely on clothes.

Many audience members also raised their mobile phones, and the lively atmosphere gave them the illusion of participating in the conference of internationally renowned brands.

"Is Ai Shang really a local brand in Furong City? Why do I think that the clothes on the models are more trendy than the latest international fashion this year?"

There are many handsome men and beautiful women in the city of Furong, and these people usually have a keen sense of smell in the field of fashion.

"It's not an illusion, you can compare it with your mobile phone Baidu. Wow, I really didn't expect to see such a wonderful fashion show in the southwest region."

Some people are watching the rise and grabbing the sleeves of the staff excitedly: "I want to ask, can I buy the clothes on the model? I really like it."

The staff member looked confused when asked, nodded subconsciously and said, "Yes, but mass production will take another month."

"Thank you, be sure to notify me when the sale is officially launched. This is my business card."

No gimmicks from the emcee, and no prize-giving activities.

This is a pure visual feast.

Shu Ange stood in the backstage, silently admiring the performances of the models, and was very satisfied with the stage effect of this fashion show.

"Where is Miss Lu Daizhen?"

Deng Junda wore a suit and tie, and strangled his belly with a belt, just to make himself look thinner.

He held a large bouquet of flowers in his arms, dressed like a dog, and politely asked the store staff about Shu Ange's location.

Deng Junda himself knew that people from Aishang Company hated him if they saw him, and would definitely not tell him where Dai Zhen was.

The staff glanced at Deng Junda with some hesitation: "May I ask what is your business with Mr. Lu?"

"I am her friend, and I came here to congratulate Ai Shang's fashion conference on the successful holding."

Deng Junda looks like a successful person when she dresses up, and the staff of the mall have no doubts, pointing to the direction of the backstage and saying, "Mr. Lu is in the backstage, but she is a little busy now."

"Thank you for reminding me, I'm just sending a flower, it won't disturb her work."

Deng Junda bowed slightly to show his gratitude, then raised his head and walked towards the backstage.

He didn't expect that the dull and boring Lu Daizhen still had such a dazzling side.

I heard that most of the clothes displayed at the fashion show today were designed by her.

Deng Junda regretted that he was blind to gold and jade in the past, and always thought that Lu Daizhen had no merit except for studying hard.

Fortunately, it's not too late to save her now. The strong girl is afraid of being entangled by her husband. He will definitely be able to impress Lu Daizhen and make her change her mind.