Chapter 339
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The white negatives in the photos set off Qin Guan's black clothes. The sharp style of the photos was obvious even before they got close to him.
It was as if this wasn't something a CK model should wear, but something a valiant US special forces member should wear.
It was tough but not rough. It was targeted but practical. It was just a different way of expressing itself. In the two sets of photos, it could be seen that the same set of clothes could be opened in two different ways.
There was a kind of reserved and mysterious beauty, a kind of unrestrained intuition. The model in the photo vividly displayed it, without a single mistake.
"Count him in?"
"Count him in!"
In a few words, Qin Guan drew a beautiful circle behind the data on the eight-page spreadsheet.
Qin Guan didn't know the final result, but he had a well-thought-out plan. He had tried his best, so he didn't care too much about his success.
If you asked him to return the money, he would wash dishes at a nightclub in Chinatown for 500 dollars.
As he was about to walk through the dark, winding corridors and return to the front of the studio through the back doors, he heard intermittent sobbing and moaning in the depths of the corridor.
Should he look into this matter or not? Qin Guan didn't know what was going on in front of him, so he didn't want to get involved.
However, looking at the direction where the sound came from, it was the only way to the front gate. At this time, the people in the gate probably didn't expect that someone would pass through here at this time and return to the front gate. Everyone in the office should have left by now.
Qin Guan walked through the only light in the corridor. His tall figure gave him some advantages. He glanced at the window out of the corner of his eye. His eyeballs almost fell out of their sockets.
This should be the interview site for CK underwear models. However, the equipment here had been turned off, and the staff had probably finished their work and left the site.
Only a few dim light bulbs and a laptop were left, indicating that there were still people inside.
Several simple blankets had been laid on the floor. A naked female model was trembling in fear as she looked at Qin Guan.
The person with his back to Qin Guan was a man whose face and age couldn't be seen. He didn't look like a CK model, but according to the equipment, he should be the photographer in charge of the underwear shoot.
"You're Lisa, right? Baby, just like that. Now you have to grab me and twist me..."
Qin Guan glanced down at them. They were hooligans who didn't even wear underwear. Of course, it could also be a consensual deal. These young models were willing to do anything in order to stand out.
Out of sight, out of mind. Unexpectedly, Lisa, who had been trembling all this time, looked up at the ugly man in front of her. She saw Qin Guan's savior at first glance.
The photographer closed his eyes in the dark and waited quietly for Lisa's next move. She took the chance and mouthed helplessly to Qin Guan.
"Hellp..."
Her fair face was dotted with a few playful freckles. This helpless female model looked like a young child. No wonder she had been left alone.
She didn't understand anything and was still a stranger in the circle. Only such a young model would submit under pressure. She was the best target.
Looking at the young face, Qin Guan felt sorry for her. She was like Huang Jiajia, who he had just met. Maybe she was only 16 or 17.
Qin Guan was about to take a step forward, but he stopped himself. If he just walked in like that, the model might accuse him, not to mention that nothing bad had happened to her.
She was afraid that things would get out of hand. For the sake of her future career as a model, she wouldn't stand on his side.
Qin Guan put his bag down at the corner of the dark corridor and picked up a shabby repairman's uniform from a box at the end of the corridor.
Qin Guan dusted the clothes off casually and put them on, not caring about the smell.
Qin Guan shouted loudly in the quiet corridor, "Hello? Is there anyone else? Close the building for pipe maintenance. Night maintenance!
Is there anyone else here? The power will be cut off soon. It's a routine check! "
Qin Guan walked slowly on purpose. He knocked on the exposed pipe beside him, making a tinkling sound.
The photographer in the room was startled by the rough voice in the corridor. He hurriedly opened his eyes that were waiting for enjoyment and hurriedly put on his underwear and shorts.
"Lisa, go put on your clothes. That's all for today … We'll talk about it another day!"
If there were only one or two staff members, the photographer would definitely be angry and hold a grudge. However, when it came to a rude worker, there was no reason to be reasonable.
If he had seen such an erotic scene when he passed by, he would have taken out his broken phone and taken pictures of the man who stood at the top of the fashion circle.
Perhaps it would attract even more onlookers. Even if there was a scandal, it should be spread in an elegant manner, and not sneakily like a gray mouse in the dark.
The photographer glanced at Lisa, who was as tender as a strawberry, regretfully. He put on his polo shirt, grabbed the equipment on the table, and rushed out of the room.
"Hey!! Bro! Be careful! "
In his hurry, the photographer bumped into Qin Guan's shoulder. He didn't say a word in the dark. He just hugged his backpack tightly and looked back at Qin Guan out of the corner of his eye.
The worker was quite good-looking. Even the maintenance workers of the CK Building in New York were so good-looking. It was a pity that they were not models.
Qin Guan didn't talk to him. In order to avoid exposing himself, he turned around and carried out his duty boldly. "Is there anyone else?"
The photographer quickened his pace. As he pushed the door open in the dark corridor, he almost tripped over some debris and fell.
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