Tonight, it seemed that Felix, the new gold medal stylist and God-maker, was having some bad luck.
After leaving his flat, Ye Mufan was dressed to the nines, his hair waxed and neatly combed, driving to the Fashion Extravaganza in the big red Pagani supercar that Ye ÒÒ gave him with a spring in his step.
The fashion event was held at a high-end private club on the outskirts of Beijing.
Although the weather had been bad for the past two days and it had been rainy, it did not affect his good mood in any way.
The car window was half open and the drizzle was drifting towards his face, which was very soothing and relaxing.
He never expected that, midway through the car, a small blue car suddenly drove against traffic, straight towards his direction.
“D*mn!” Ye Mufan hurriedly slammed on the brakes and steered to avoid that car.
Because the car was going too fast, the red Pagani still grazed the Buick and then rushed all the way to the bushes next to it before it came to a close stop.
He dodged just in time and nothing serious happened.
But it had just rained and the bushes were muddy, so when Ye Mufan managed to climb out, his whole body was already unrecognisable.
His hair was a mess, his body was covered in stains and mud spots, and the hood of his Pagani had a large dent in it.
“a*si bar ……”
Finished ball!
Ye Mufan scratched his hair and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, his first thought was that he was finished, he had been told to drive slower when he left today, and here he was in a crash.
If she found out about it, he’d have his skin ripped off!
“F**k, how the F**k do you drive!”
The owner of the blue car on the other side got out of his car and cursed at Ye Mufan.
Ye Mufan was dumbfounded by the scolding, it was clearly him who was driving against the traffic first, okay? He had seen what it meant to be the first to sue.
The other party reeked of alcohol and was obviously a drunk driver.
Come on, let’s call the police, he can’t talk sense to a drunkard.
Since he had to rush to attend the fashion show, Ye Mufan directly reported to the police and then called his a*sistant to come and deal with the situation.
At the same time, He Juncheng and Shen Mengqi had already arrived at the fashion show.
The two handed in their beautifully designed gold-stamped invitations and entered without any problems.
The ballroom was filled with celebrities and stars from all walks of life.
When they entered, many acquaintances came forward to exchange pleasantries and greetings.
“Director He, congratulations on being shortlisted this time!”
He Jun Cheng arched his hand, “You’re welcome!”
After the two of them exchanged pleasantries, Shen Mengqi scanned the crowd eagerly, “Has that Felix you mentioned come yet?”
He Juncheng: “I don’t think he’s here yet ……”
“He Jun Cheng, you give me an accurate answer now, are you sure you can invite someone or not?” Shen Mengqi asked again and again uneasily.
He Juncheng’s expression was also a bit uncertain, hesitantly speaking up and asking, “Mengqi, do you have to invite Felix?”
Shen Mengqi gave him a cold look, “Of course, this is my international debut! I can’t afford to make any mistakes!”
Her looks have all been mediocre lately, and her fashion goddess persona has been on the rocks, so how could she not be in a hurry?
So this time, no matter how much it cost, she had to get the man.
If He Juncheng was reliable, would she have bothered to put in so much effort?
As for Ye Mufan, he’s even more useless! He’s probably off fooling around somewhere right now!
