Automotive Black Technology Chapter 909: : Worse than a beast!

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New York Fashion Week finally has its closing ceremony.

This fashion week is quite topical because of X Fan’s participation. X Fan, who has stirred up the fashion week and is favored by the fashion queen Anna Wintour, will naturally be the finale at the closing ceremony.

In the past few days, Zhou Qingyu once again completed and perfected the previous design, combining the elements of clothing and sports cars more harmoniously and closely. Therefore, unlike the previous criticism, this time, Xfan, a brand that has not been established for more than a week, caused a sensation in the entire New York fashion circle after its appearance at the static exhibition and closing ceremony.

For a time, praise poured in.

It is also a shameful thing that Li Fanyu and Zhou Qingyu can play the leading roles at the closing ceremony of Fashion Week without being favored. Domestic fashion media followed suit and came to New York. The PEIPEIGURA website, which has been focusing on fashion for 20 years in China, also broadcasts the entire event live.

When domestic audiences saw the beautiful couple Li Fanyu and Zhou Qingyu standing on the red carpet of the closing ceremony to give their final thanks, they were all captivated.

A comment from a netizen perfectly summed up Li Fanyu’s fashion journey, “Nary! Is there anything in this world that Brother Fan can’t do? Who else can tell me why God created Such a perfect person! ”

Li Fanyu didn't know that he had become a public enemy. He was pulling Zhou Qingyu, smiling and waving to the media out of the closing ceremony venue.

Being exposed to the sun all day long made him darker, and the wheat color on his body turned into a more charming bronze. Standing next to Zhou Qingyu, who was wearing a pure white evening dress and sparkling diamond accessories, this oriental charm pair instantly killed any designer present.

Even if Li Fanyu and Zhou Qingyu were not as famous as they are now, they could instantly kill all the designers present simply by virtue of their appearance.

Seeing all the cameras chasing him, Li Fanyu raised his eyebrows.

Hey, what strength!

There is really no way.

……

Evening.

In a suite of a star hotel in Manhattan.

Li Fanyu casually threw the expensive suit on the bed together with himself.

Tired!

So tired!

After the closing ceremony, my facial muscles became stiff from laughter. This circle of mischief is really a laborious job.

Seeing his appearance, Zhou Qingyu shook her head helplessly.

"No rest, get up and change quickly, we have to go to the dinner party,"

Li Fanyu, who had just entered the fashion industry and fully experienced being the center of attention, was so fresh that he started to act rogue.

"I'm not going, you can attend on my behalf!" As he said that, he pulled the quilt and rolled on the soft water bed, wrapping himself into a big white caterpillar.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Qingyu couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm going to figure out what's going on. The focus of the media is you now, how come you don't show your face?"

With that said, he climbed onto the bed, ready to pull the cheating guy out of the quilt.

But when she grabbed Li Fanyu's arm and prepared to exert force, her knees sank deeply into the soft water bed. Suddenly losing her center of gravity, she screamed and fell directly next to Li Fanyu.

Looking at each other,

Looking at the delicate makeup on Zhou Qingyu's face, Li Fanyu smiled slightly, raised his hand and covered her in with the big quilt.

"If you don't like to go, then don't go. The exposure is enough anyway."

At such a close distance, Li Fanyu's hot breath hit Zhou Qingyu's face, causing the pores all over her body to close tightly.

"Let... let me out."

Li Fan smiled foolishly and said nothing, and could clearly see the blush on her fair neck.

"You...how can you do it if you don't go? The only Chinese male who was personally invited by Wintour to attend Metgala..."

Perhaps the atmosphere was too ambiguous, Zhou Qingyu stammered and talked about the business, so that he would not be so embarrassed and strange...

Feeling the breath of Li Fanyu, she twisted her thigh unnaturally.

Zhou Qingyu is no longer young and does not know anything about love affairs. But in this circle where most men are **** and most women are chickens, she has been almost paranoid about maintaining her innocence.

But facing Li Fanyu at this time, it seems difficult to maintain this paranoia.

When she said this, Li Fanyu thought of something else, "By the way, that Metgala, can I take you to participate?"

Zhou Qingyu opened her big misty eyes and shook her head, "An invitation can only be used for one person. Seats at Metgala are very expensive. How can you bring just anyone there."

Hearing what she said, Li Fanyu felt a little disappointed.

I came to New York Fashion Week not just to get involved in the fashion world. It was purely to gild his fashion brand. The opportunity to get Wintour was beyond his expectations.

In his opinion, the attention he has gained in the fashion circle is enough for X Fan to establish his position in the Chinese region and the fashion circle.

No matter how much exposure he gets in this circle, he doesn’t want it—nor does he care about it.

But what I consider to be dispensable is very important to Zhou Qingyu, a girl who is rooted in the fashion industry.

He has already learned that Metgala, a fashion party, is also attended by Chinese female stars. For example, Aunt Gong Li, Baby Angela, Mr. Fan, Tang Wei, Zhang Ziyi, Liu Jialing and other celebrities in the entertainment and fashion circles.

These people, without exception, can only go through various channels, such as invitations from brands and designers. The reason why I want to go in so hard is that it can greatly improve my strength.

Even in the entertainment industry, the significance of this big party to stars in the fashion industry is even more self-evident.

If possible, Li Fanyu is willing to give up this invitation spot to Zhou Qingyu. But now it seems that even if I deliver it to others, it is not enough.

He smacked his lips, "That's it... no, I have to find a way to show your face. You deserve the most credit for everything going so smoothly this time."

Zhou Qingyu was very moved when she heard this, "I'll be satisfied if you have this intention." It seemed that the fine beads of sweat oozing out of her body made her uncomfortable, Zhou Qingyu twisted her body, "But it really doesn't have to be in vain. It’s the same thing if you go. I... I can take advantage of you.”

Li Fanyu tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly an idea occurred to him.

He directly wrapped his arms around Zhou Qingyu's waist, hugged the beauty in his arms tightly, and gave her a peck on the face: "Haha, I thought of a way!"

Feeling a chill on her face, Zhou Qingyu froze up all over. She felt herself becoming a little strange, trembling slightly and closing her eyes, she subconsciously moved her body towards Li Fanyu.

"Ah...what...what can I do..."

Li Fanyu didn't notice this hint at all, pinched her panicked face and said with a smile: "Prepare a cheongsam, I will definitely make you the most dazzling one on Metgala!"

With that said, he no longer stayed in bed, let go of Zhou Qingyu and jumped out. Pick up the pen and paper on the table and start writing.

After a while, Zhou Qingyu regained consciousness from her stiff and slightly trembling body, and sat up in confusion from the bed.

Feeling her attention, Li Fanyu raised his head and smiled: "By the way, the cheongsam should be blue and white porcelain style."

Looking at his somewhat showy expression, Zhou Qingyu bit her lip hard, picked up the pillow on the bed, and threw it over.

This bad guy!