Jiang Chen swore to himself, 'Little Zhou, this is all I can do for you. In the future …'
'I don't dare to interfere anymore!'
'This scene is too weird and weird.'
Lan Nuanyan and Chu Xiaomeng were dumbfounded.
"How can this be?"
"Isn't this too ridiculous?"
The three of them strolled around the street and had a meal. When it was time to go home, Jiang Chen and Lan Nuanyan waved goodbye to Chu Xiaomeng.
Chu Xiaomeng snorted and left. No one knew what she was unhappy about.
Jiang Chen took the bicycle back from Lucy and Nia and put it in the trunk of Lan Nuanyan's Bentley.
He was going to drive the Bentley back to Lan Nuanyan's house!
However, at this time …
Little Zhou ran to Jiang Chen again.
"Big Boss Jiang! Big Boss Jiang! I have something to ask you. "
Jiang Chen frowned. "What's the matter?"
Little Zhou said eagerly, "Well, my girlfriend just told me that she's going to a party with me tomorrow night. It's an upper-class party. She wants me to wear something nice. "
Jiang Chen: "???"
'What does it have to do with me if you wear something nice?'
"It's like this."
Little Zhou said embarrassedly, "Big Boss Jiang, I know you're very rich. Can you lend me the Louis Vuitton that you wore last time? And that Gucci belt, I want to wear it out to show off. It's best if you … "
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Chen slapped him!
"Slap!"
Little Zhou covered his face with tears and felt wronged. "Big Boss Jiang, why did you hit me?"
Jiang Chen put on a straight face and lectured him, "How many times have I told you, you must keep a low profile! Be careful! What LV? What Gucci? What Bentley? "
Little Zhou was lectured by Jiang Chen, but he didn't dare to refute and could only nod.
"You have to learn from me!"
Jiang Chen lectured him earnestly.
Then …
In the trunk of the Bentley, in the incubator on the back of the bicycle, he found a patched canvas bag.
This canvas bag looked very shabby.
"Look at me, I'm obviously very rich, but I have to carry this canvas bag every day. It's a gift from the bank, and then ride a bicycle to deliver takeout!"
Jiang Chen said earnestly.
Little Zhou took a closer look.
Jiang Chen's canvas bag.. embroidered with the words "Construction Bank".
But this wasn't the problem.
The problem was …
On the bag, there were even the words "Deposit of over a hundred million yuan as a souvenir" written in large golden letters!
Little Zhou be.....
Sure enough, he was very low-key!
Chaos in the wind!
As expected of Big Boss Jiang. He cupped his hands to Big Boss Jiang!
Jiang Chen looked back and said, "Only if you don't show off will you be able to make real friends! Do you understand? "
The small boat nodded blankly with a numb expression.
........
You're right, Big Brother!
.....
. Jiang Chen spent a wonderful and long night at Lan Nuanyan's house.
The next day.
At 9 o 'clock, Jiang Chen rode out on his bicycle.
He didn't tell Lan Nuanyan what he was going to do.
Because he was going to attend the fashion show organized by LVMH with An Qing.
At 4 o 'clock in the afternoon, the fashion show opened.
The scale of this luxury exhibition was extremely grand.
First, it was the fashion show, then jewelry, bags, perfume … Each category of exhibition would take two days.
This was definitely a place where celebrities, rich people, and big stars gathered.
Beautiful women, luxurious cars and celebrities, bustling with activity, shuttled back and forth.
Lamborghini, Ferrari, McLaren, and Rolls-Royce were all too common. There was already a long line beside the red carpet.
The beauties were all dressed in fashionable long dresses and high heels. They were all elegant and graceful. They held the hands of well-dressed gentlemen as they walked in and stepped onto the red carpet.
They walked to the signing area and waited for the flash to light up and focus on them. The emcee at the side would report to the audience loudly, "Mr. XX, Miss XX! Participate in our fashion week. "
At this moment.
A red Tras slowly came to a stop beside the red carpet.
Jiang Chen brought An Qing, a top-class designer with a stunning face and a perfect figure, to the exhibition center in a graceful and fashionable dress.
Jiang Chen got out of the car.
King Yan Mode: Half Open!
Even though Jiang Chen was wearing sunglasses and a mask, his outstanding figure, handsome figure, and top-grade equipment made for 20 million by LV, Vacheron Constantin, and other luxury brands made him look more handsome than the audience. He could easily suppress the audience.
It caused wave after wave of exclamations.
"Damn, so handsome!"
"When I saw him driving the Atlas, I thought it was bronze. So it's a king!"
"This, which celebrity is it?"
"I don't know. He's wearing sunglasses, but he's really too handsome."
Jiang Chen walked to the other side and opened the car door.
When An Qing, who had a hot figure and was full of fashion, got out of the car and appeared, the audience was in an uproar again!
"Damn? Is this the designer of LV? She's so beautiful! "
"Her figure is amazing! Is she a fashion supermodel? There's no way to stop this fashion trend! "
"She's like a crane in a flock of chickens. Her figure is so good ~ I'm envious of her male partner!"
"Her bearing is simply crushing a group of female celebrities!"
"This handsome man and beautiful woman are one in a billion. Why don't I know them? Who is she? "
Countless people were curious. They whispered and asked non-stop.
Behind the two of them, an extremely arrogant woman in sunglasses followed her husband to the parking lot.
Her name was Cui Xiaoman.
She was spoiled since she was young and domineering.
In her mind, money meant everything. Money could settle everything. With power, she should be superior to others. With power, she could do whatever she wanted. No one could or dared to control her. In her eyes, having money, power, and influence meant having connections, resources, and a platform. With that, one would be invincible in the world and be able to crush other disadvantaged groups.
Even after she got married, not only did she not restrain herself, but she became even more domineering and arrogant.
That was because the husband she married also had a strong family background. He was rich and powerful. He was not an ordinary person at all.
In Cui Xiaoman's eyes, there was nothing that couldn't be settled with money!
When Cui Xiaoman's husband saw the gorgeous and independent fashion goddess An Qing, his eyes lit up and he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Wow, do you have to be so beautiful? Her figure is super good! "
Cui Xiaoman's husband turned into a pig.
"Damn it!" Seeing her husband like this, Cui Xiaoman's heart immediately felt sour and unhappy. She glared at An Qing and bore a grudge against him.
This woman can actually capture my husband's heart better than me?
Why?
Humph!
...
Jiang Chen held An Qing's hand and walked on the red carpet together.
Cui Xiaoman and her husband were behind the two of them.
"Damn it! Damn it! "
The more Cui Xiaoman looked at An Qing, the more sour she felt. Because from the back, An Qing's S-shaped figure was simply too wonderful!
For a woman like Cui Xiaoman who thought highly of herself, no other woman in the world was allowed to look better than her. If there was, then she would destroy them!
What? Such a person doesn't exist?
For example, Snow White's stepmother, the one who asked the magic mirror every day who was the most beautiful.
At the entrance of the venue, the invitation letter was tested.
After passing the checkpoint, the security guard let Jiang Chen handle the invitation letter and ID card.
Jiang Chen and An Qing didn't think of bringing their ID cards, so they didn't.
The host: "I'm sorry, without an ID card, there's no way to verify the invitation letter, so I'm sorry, sir, you can't go in …"
Behind him, Cui Xiaoman's eyes lit up!
Haha, I finally caught the opportunity.
She began to laugh. "Hehe, in this world, there are always people who like to show off. You're embarrassing yourself now, aren't you? This was not a passageway that any Tom, Dick, or Harry could enter. This is the VIP passage for participating in the Fashion Week. You need an invitation letter! "
She had been unhappy with An Qing for a long time.
Her husband coughed and reminded her, "Stop talking, pay attention to the situation."
His biggest headache was his wife's pettiness and shrewdness. It was easy for her to offend people.
"Why aren't you saying anything?" Cui Xiaoman flew into a rage and screamed, "I'm going to mock them!"
The entire audience was shocked.
They didn't understand why this lady suddenly had a seizure.
Cui Xiaoman sneered and pointed at An Qing and Jiang Chen. "The invitation letter for the Fashion Week is very rare. Only socialites, tycoons, and superstars could get them. Ordinary people can't get it at all. Even if someone picks it up and it doesn't match the ID card, they can't get in … And you think you can get in without an ID card? "
She glanced at Jiang Chen coldly and mocked, "Look at your man's level, it's impossible for him to get such an invitation letter. You must have picked up the invitation letter out of vanity, so you pretended to be celebrities and took this passage, right? "
After a round of brainstorming, she was actually able to rationalize it. March Chinese
No ID card = Deliberately not bringing ID card = Picking up the invitation letter = Trying to get in …
Cui Xiaoman's husband wanted to find a hole to hide in.
It was too undignified!
(?? □ ′)? (? ━?!!
The surrounding audience was discussing.
"I can't believe that such a handsome and beautiful couple doesn't have an invitation letter."
"Hey, maybe they went the wrong way? There's no need to say it so harshly! "
"This woman's mouth is a little vicious."
"That's right. I think she's just jealous that they're prettier than her and have a better figure than her!"
Cui Xiaoman jumped up and was about to curse.
However, Jiang Chen waved his hand calmly and took out his invitation.
"When I got the invitation letter, I didn't say that I had to bring my ID card …"
The security guard was shocked!
The other people's invitation letters all had a name written on it.
For example, Mr. and Mrs. XX attended XXX event.
This kind of invitation letter was an ordinary invitation letter. One needed to show their ID card and cooperate with them to enter.
But Jiang Chen's invitation letter was different.
His invitation letter was golden and gilded!
There was only a QR code on it!
There was neither a name nor an ID card.
Cui Xiaoman was dumbfounded.
Who would have thought that there would be such an invitation letter?
But …
Cui Xiaoman was really unwilling. When she took a closer look at the invitation letter Jiang Chen took out, her eyes lit up and she screamed.
"Hahaha, your invitation letter is different from ours! What is this thing you're holding? Don't tell me you just found a random gilded invitation letter and want to come over and deceive people? "
Under her misdirection, the surrounding reporters and onlookers all noticed it. They became even more curious and whispered to each other.
"From what she said, it seems to be true. What kind of invitation letter is this? "
"Previously, when the celebrities went over, they all took personal invitations. I've never seen this gilded thing before!"
"Hehe, I think they took the wrong one! Or they don't even have the qualifications to go in. They're just fishing in troubled waters. "
"I think so too! It doesn't make sense that an invitation letter that even the celebrities don't have was obtained by this pair of newcomers that we don't even know, right? "
However …
In the next second, these people were all slapped in the face!
The two emcees were already sweating profusely. They bowed 90 degrees in unison and respectfully saluted Jiang Chen and An Qing.
"So it's the honorable super VIP! This way please! "
"What?"
Cui Xiaoman was thunderstruck and said with an awkward expression, "Super? VIP？ VIP? "
"Yes!"
One of the emcees was also afraid that the surrounding audience, reporters, and other VIPs would misunderstand, so he explained loudly, "This gentleman is holding a gold card specially printed by our LVMH Group's operations department! This gold card is a limited edition super VIP! There are only 100 of them! "
"Every gold card corresponds to a special private room! You can enjoy the special treatment of our personal service! "
"On this card is a golden QR code. It's the highest level invitation in the entire Fashion Week. As long as you use a special machine to scan it, you can verify its authenticity."
"It's completely impossible to copy it or fake it. Everyone else has to show their ID card, but this gentleman doesn't need it at all. "
After the emcee finished his explanation, the entire venue was in an uproar.
"F * ck!"
Countless people were shocked.
They thought that he had taken the wrong one, but it turned out that he had taken the highest level one!
Cui Xiaoman's face was as red as a monkey's butt.
Her husband, who was beside her, had long since lost his will to live. He looked like he wanted to die.
You even mocked him and said that he was fishing in troubled waters. It felt like you were too inexperienced! Or perhaps your level was too low and you couldn't even reach his level, so you weren't qualified to get a gold card!
It was rare and strange!
However, Cui Xiaoman didn't know her limits. She shouted loudly and made the world know. Everyone looked askance. This time, she was completely exposed.
Everyone knew that this woman, Cui Xiaoman, was either stupid or evil.
How embarrassing!
"That's not right!"
Cui Xiaoman was unwilling to admit defeat and shouted, "Even if that's the case, shouldn't you compare his face? If you don't compare it, how do you know if it's him? What if he stole it or robbed it? "
When the emcee heard that, he felt that it made sense.
The reporters cheered. "Take off your mask!"
Cameras, camera up!
Get ready to shoot!
In fact, of course, the reporters knew that the possibility of Jiang Chen being an imposter was almost zero. But who didn't want to take a picture of his real face?
Who didn't want to know the real face of this handsome male celebrity?
The emcee asked Jiang Chen to take off his mask and perform facial recognition.
"Please perform facial recognition, sir?"
Jiang Chen shook his head.
He refused!
What a joke!
Jiang Chen was such a low-key person. How could he take off his mask and sunglasses in front of the reporters?
At this time, Cui Xiaoman's eyes lit up and she shouted, "Why is he wearing a mask and refusing facial recognition? It must be because the invitation letter isn't his! He obviously stole it! "
Jiang Chen looked deeply at Cui Xiaoman and shrugged. "I remember that this can be fingerprinted, right?"
The security guard nodded. "Fingerprints can be used."
Jiang Chen reached out his hand.
Fingerprints, authentication!
He took out a special scanner and gently scanned the invitation letter that Jiang Chen took out.
With a ding, the scanner emitted a green light.
[Authentication successful!]
The two emcees looked more respectful and bowed in unison.
"We apologize for the inconvenience!"
Jiang Chen smiled faintly and didn't even bother to look at Cui Xiaoman.
The emcee waved his hand.
Four beautiful women in special uniforms and short skirts walked over. They were polite and invited Jiang Chen and An Qing to pass through a special empty passage and enter the VIP room of the Fashion Week. The lounge.
So noble!
So special!
Even An Qing was a little stunned.
Cui Xiaoman felt extremely embarrassed.
Ahhhh! (* * * □ ′) * (* * ━ *!
Seeing this handsome young man enter so easily and receive such special treatment from the emcee, the group of onlookers and reporters were stunned.
Stupefied ~ ~
"Damn!"
"So it's the most special gold card VIP!"
"Who are these two people? Why can they receive such treatment at such a young age? "
"Even rich businessmen can't get such treatment, but they have it!"
"Unfathomable! Unfathomable! "
Although everyone was jealous, everyone knew that the organizers of the Fashion Week were not fools. Since they gave Jiang Chen such a distinguished gold card, Jiang Chen's identity was naturally more noble than those celebrities!
Countless reverent gazes followed Jiang Chen.
The reporters were naturally not happy with Cui Xiaoman, who failed to attract hatred and even failed to set the pace.
All of them were sarcastic and sarcastic.
"Haha, what a weirdo!"
"Look at the invitation card she has."
"So it's just an ordinary invitation card. She's still clinging onto the super VIP! "
"Ugly people are always mischievous!"
When Cui Xiaoman heard this, her narrow-minded heart instantly went crazy with anger!
Cui Xiaoman's husband felt embarrassed.
What a stupid wife!
Not only stupid but also bad!
He didn't even bother to look at her and was instantly killed!
Tragic ~ ~
The two of them didn't even dare to stop and take photos. They hurriedly handed the invitation card to the emcee and the security guard, then covered their faces with both hands and ran all the way in.
Cui Xiaoman sobbed ~ ~
"I specially prepared for two weeks for today's show. I bought clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan, but I didn't even take a photo and just ran away! So embarrassing! It's all that couple's fault! "
"Xiaoman, you should be more careful!" Cui Xiaoman's husband said angrily, "Don't do such an embarrassing thing."
"Go away! It's all your fault! You're useless! If you get a gold card, I'll also receive super VIP treatment. How can I be embarrassed? Mocked by others? "
Cui Xiaoman said arrogantly, "And your eyes, where have you been looking all this time? Is that woman prettier than me? "
"Nonsense!" Cui Xiaoman's husband scolded, "Don't you know what you look like? Do you still need to ask me? "
"I'll beat the shit out of you!"
Cui Xiaoman flew into a rage out of humiliation and wrestled with her husband!
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