Double evil in the business district

The private plane landed smoothly in the city where the show was held.

As soon as Xiao Yue and Shen Ting stepped into the backstage of the show, they were surrounded by a panic atmosphere.

Manager Zhou, sweating profusely, hurried towards Xiao Yue with a panicked look on his face, saying hurriedly, "Boss Xiao, this is bad! Model Lin is on strike!"

The backstage of the show was in chaos. The staff were running around like headless flies. The makeup artists didn't even bother to pick up the brushes that fell on the ground. The costume designers were running back and forth with clothes in their arms. The air was filled with tension and anxiety.

Xiao Yue looked at all this and felt the pressure as heavy as a mountain. The show was about to begin, and the models went on strike. This was undoubtedly a huge disaster.

She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm, and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on? Why did you suddenly stop performing?"

Manager Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained anxiously, "I don't know either! She was fine just now, but suddenly Model Lin said she wasn't feeling well, refused to go on stage, and even packed up to leave!"

Xiao Yue immediately realized that something was wrong. Model Lin was a well-known model in the industry, known for her professionalism. Why would she suddenly go on strike at such an important moment?

She walked quickly to Model Lin's dressing room and pushed the door open.

Model Lin was sitting in front of the mirror, slowly putting on her makeup. There was no panic on her face, but rather a hint of pride.

Seeing Xiao Yue coming in, she glanced at him contemptuously and said in an arrogant tone: "Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry, I'm not feeling well today and can't go on stage."

Xiao Yue stared at her sharply, his tone calm but with a hint of pressure: "Ms. Lin, this show is very important to both of us. If you suddenly stop performing, it will cause great losses. I hope you can give us a reasonable explanation."

Model Lin sneered, put down the cosmetics in her hand, and looked directly at Xiao Yue with provocation in her eyes: "Explanation? It's very simple, my appearance fee is too low, not worthy of my worth." She stretched out her finger painted with bright red nail polish and gestured a number in the air, "I want this number, otherwise forget it." That number was three times higher than the original appearance fee!

Xiao Yue's heart sank as she realized that this was not just a simple act of arrogance, there must be someone behind the scenes directing it.

She looked at the smug look on Model Lin's face, and a surge of anger welled up in her heart. However, she suppressed her anger, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and her tone was actually full of praise: "Ms. Lin, your professionalism and stage performance have always been top-notch in the industry..."

Xiao Yue paused, then changed the subject, her eyes sharp as a knife, "It's just that, if you cancel the performance at such an important occasion, it will probably damage your professional reputation. How will those brands and media who are waiting to see your wonderful performance evaluate your professional ethics?" The smug look on Model Lin's face froze slightly, and it was obvious that Xiao Yue's words hit her soft spot.

Xiao Yue pressed on with her victory, her tone softened a bit, but with unquestionable firmness, "I believe that with Miss Lin's talent, there will be broader room for development in the future. Although our Xiao Group is a new enterprise, it has huge development potential. This cooperation is just the beginning. In the future, we will have more and deeper cooperation opportunities." She paused, her eyes sharp as she looked directly into Model Lin's eyes, "As far as I know, someone promised Miss Lin a higher price to let you deliberately sabotage our show. Miss Lin, do you think that this kind of short-sighted petty profit is really worth giving up long-term cooperation opportunities and even sacrificing your own professional reputation?" Model Lin's face changed and her eyes flickered. Obviously, Xiao Yue's words hit her heart.

She originally thought that she could reap the benefits, but she didn't expect Xiao Yue to be so perceptive and reveal the conspiracy behind it in one sentence.

She bit her lip and began to waver.

Just then, there was a commotion outside the door. Designer Liu rushed in with an anxious look on his face. Seeing Xiao Yue, he seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw, "Mr. Xiao! What should we do? The models are on strike and the show is about to begin!" He was incoherent and was so anxious that he was about to cry.

Xiao Yue patted his shoulder, motioning him to calm down, then turned to look at Model Lin with a meaningful smile on her lips, "Ms. Lin, now, you have one last chance to choose." She stretched out her hand and pointed in the direction of the show, "Will you choose to walk towards the glorious stage, or choose to be blinded by petty profits and eventually ruin your reputation? You decide for yourself." Model Lin looked at Xiao Yue's outstretched hand, then looked at the chaotic backstage of the show, struggling in her heart.

"I..." She just opened her mouth to say a word...

...Suddenly there was a commotion outside the door, and a tall, elegant woman pushed through the crowd and walked in.

She wore a dress similar in style to the one that model Lin wore when she went on strike, but the color was slightly different, which further highlighted her elegant temperament.

Everyone's attention was attracted by her, including Model Lin.

"Mr. Xiao, I'm here to save the situation." The woman smiled slightly and was very graceful.

Model Lin's face turned pale instantly. She didn't expect Xiao Yue to be prepared.

Xiao Yue smiled confidently and said, "I knew you would come." It turned out that this woman was a backup model specially arranged by Xiao Yue just in case.

She had anticipated the possibility of accidents and made preparations in advance.

Model Lin gritted her teeth, her heart filled with resentment and regret.

She originally thought that she could take this opportunity to gain greater benefits, but unexpectedly she shot herself in the foot.

"I...I'm willing to continue the performance." Lin Model's voice was as thin as a mosquito. She knew that she had lost the bargaining chip.

Xiao Yue smiled faintly and didn't say much, but just signaled the staff to continue preparing.

The tense atmosphere backstage at the show finally eased, and everyone got busy again, as if the crisis had never happened.

Xiao Yue breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Shen Ting who had been standing silently beside her.

Shen Ting's eyes were gentle and firm, giving her great support and encouragement.

She knew that no matter what happened, he would stand by her.

However, just when Xiao Yue thought the crisis was over, Designer Liu suddenly exclaimed: "Where are the clothes? Where are my clothes?" His voice was full of fear and despair, as if he had lost the most precious thing.

Xiao Yue and Shen Ting felt a sinking feeling in their hearts at the same time. They realized that this was not just a simple model strike, but there was a bigger conspiracy behind it.

"What's going on?" Xiao Yue asked sharply.

Designer Liu's face turned pale and he spoke incoherently: "I... I don't know... just now... it was here... now... now it's gone..." Xiao Yue and Shen Ting looked at each other and saw solemnity in each other's eyes.

"It seems that someone doesn't want this show to go smoothly." Shen Ting said in a deep voice.

Xiao Yue nodded, his eyes sharp as a knife, "We must find the clothes as soon as possible." An emergency operation to find the clothes is about to begin...

"Wait," Shen Ting suddenly said, his eyes falling on the back of a staff member who ran out in a panic, "That person..."