Chapter 810

The time for the fashion show is coming. Ning Huaihuai and Liu Muran come out of the makeup shop of the hotel and go straight to the venue of the fashion show.

This is a luxury business car. They sit in the back, a little close, and their sense of urgency oppresses them.

Ning Huaihuai moved to the edge of the car and just stuck to the body of the car in order not to let the two meet. If she met across her clothes, she also felt uncomfortable.

Liu Muran and Yu Guang saw Ning Huaihuai's black evening dress, especially the low chest neckline. They suddenly felt a little hot and dry. That feeling was very uncomfortable. Only men could realize it.

This black evening dress sets off Ning Huaihuai's figure perfectly. It's convex in front and tilted back. It's like a model.

Ning Huaihuai glanced at Liu Muran with Yu Guang. He felt that the black clothes on him were tailor-made for him. In fact, they were tailor-made. Liu Muran's clothes are tailor-made and expensive.

Liu Muran's hair was combed back, meticulous, without a trace of messy hair, and looked very clean and neat.

At the venue, Liu Muran got off the bus first, ignoring Ning Huaihuai.

Ning Huaihuai stared at Liu Muran, who had gone out, and thought to himself: this guy doesn't look at what occasion this is. He really ignores his image.

Ning Huaihuai was afraid that he would be photographed by entertainment reporters. He said nothing but humility. There were women in the car, but he didn't let women get off first.

Liu Muran walked a little fast. The distance between them was 50 meters. Ning Huaihuai chased after him in high heels. He was almost unable to catch up.

There are still a lot of people. If you accidentally lose it, you have to find it. It's troublesome enough.

Ning Huaihuai anxiously looked at Liu Muran in front of him. He walked farther and farther and shouted, "Liu Muran!"

Liu Muran listened very clearly. Because there were not many Chinese speakers, he turned and looked over.

"You wait for me." Ning Huaihuai's face was ugly, but he didn't slow down and hurried to catch up.

"It's so slow. Can you hurry up and start right away?" Liu Muran said impatiently.

"Can't you wait for me? You're wearing flat shoes, but I'm wearing high heels. Can't you think about it from my point of view?" Ning Huaihuai asked.

When they argued, they had already forgotten the embarrassing scene. They only wanted to argue with each other and forgot the unbearable picture.

"All right, stop talking and go quickly!" Liu Muran's face was ugly, but his pace was much slower than that just now.

It can be seen that he is waiting for Ning Huaihuai. If he doesn't wait for her, he will walk twice as fast as this.

They found their seats and sat down. Soon, the opening ceremony began.

"Liu Muran!" a voice whispered.

Liu Muran and Ning Huaihuai turned and looked at the man, "Zhu Mengyang!"

"It's really you. I thought I was wrong. I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhu Mengyang said in surprise.

"Yes, I haven't met you for several years." Liu Muran looked at each other in the same surprise.

The two men talked across Ning Huaihuai. One sat on Ning Huaihuai's left and the other on his right. Ning Huaihuai could only lean back and stick tightly to his back.

When the two men spoke, they both met her, like two pieces of bread, sandwiching Ning Huai in the middle.

"Come on, give me your contact information," said Zhu Mengyang.

"When the show is over, let's go to dinner and I'll treat you." Liu Muran said with a smile.

"Well, obedience is better than respect." Zhu Mengyang agreed happily.

The two were college classmates. They had a good relationship at school and helped each other. In particular, Liu Muran helped Zhu Mengyang chase many girls.

"Mr. Liu, who is this?" Zhu Mengyang glanced at Ning Huaihuai next to him.

"My company staff, design team leader."

"Design team leader, I thought it was... Forget it. We'll talk later after dinner." Zhu Mengyang glanced at Ning Huaihuai and sat down again.

Ning Huaihuai felt uncomfortable when he saw Zhu Mengyang looking at him just now. His eyes were a little strange, as if he wanted to do something about himself.

She was also relaxed. After all, they squeezed themselves when they talked just now. I can finally see the fashion show on the stage, but they are all the world's top models.

The show soon ended. Zhu Mengyang first greeted Liu Muran and said, "President Liu, there's nothing else. Let's go!"

"Wait a minute, I have to meet a designer and ask the team leader to meet him. Wait for me at the door and go out in 20 minutes." Liu Muran said faintly.

"Ning Huaihuai, I'll take you to see the designer and ask for his contact information." look at Ning Huaihuai.

"Well, I see." Ning Huaihuai agreed.

Zhu Mengyang, who didn't go far, knew Ning Huaihuai's name and kept it in mind.

The designer Liu Muran wanted to see was French. Naturally, he had to speak French. Ning Huaihuai communicated with him all the way.

At the beginning, the designer was respectful to Liu Muran. He knew that he was the boss of the group, but later he chatted with Ning Huaihuai, talking and laughing, which was very hot.

Liu Muran stood by and couldn't talk.

"Ning Huaihuai, let's go. Zhu Mengyang is still waiting there!" Liu Muran said with a smile.

Ning Huaihuai saw Liu Muran's smile and immediately felt very fake. Usually Liu Muran talked to her, but he never smiled like this. It was not because the designer was present that he showed a pleasant face.

Ning Huaihuai nodded, smiled and looked at the French designer, said a lot, and then came his business card. When the French designer handed him his business card, he looked very happy.

After several people separated, they went to the door.

On the way, Liu Muran asked Ning Huaihuai, "what did the French designer say?"

"Didn't say anything, simple polite words." Ning Huaihuai said.

"Ah, keep your business card. By the way, after you return to the company, you copy this show and design a set of popular styles this year. Just give me the plan directly." Liu Muran looked at Ning Huaihuai and said calmly.

"You're right! Design a plan. Where is the time? My design for the election has not been completed." Ning Huaihuai pumped his face together.

"I didn't ask you to finish it right away. Of course, it's mainly about the campaign. I said to try to work out a plan as soon as possible." Liu Muran looked at her.

"President Liu, this way." Zhu Mengyang said hello to him.

Liu Muran walked over and Ning Huaihuai followed him.

"What shall we eat?" Liu Muran asked Zhu Mengyang.

"Let this lady choose!" Zhu Mengyang smiled and looked at Ning Huaihuai.

"If she doesn't go, just us. Ning Huaihuai, go back to the hotel!" Liu Muran looked at her and said.

"HMM." Ning Huaihuai nodded and answered. It happened that she didn't want to eat. She was not interested in the two people in front of her.

"Oh, Mr. Liu, I'm not familiar with her. It's not safe for her to go back to the hotel alone. Take her with me!" Zhu Mengyang disagreed.

There are many beautiful women around him, but few are as outstanding as Ning Huaihuai.

"Would you rather go with me?" Liu Muran said in a bad tone and showed an unhappy look on his face.

"Mr. Zhu, I'm sorry I can't accompany you. I'm a little sick and want to go back to have a rest." Ning Huaihuai had to lie. She saw Liu Muran's eyes and clearly said that she wouldn't let herself go.