Lookout Men and Widows

On the day of the jewelry conference, You Ming changed into a suit with a white shirt inside, and a dark green suit with a touch of silk texture. He stepped on a pair of custom-made leather shoes. The tie and suit were also dark green.

There is no pretense on the whole body, and the stylist even made his hairstyle. You Ming told the stylist that it would be better to make him look more stable, so the stylist put a catty of hairspray on him and made him a big back head.

The forehead was completely exposed. You Ming touched it and found it very refreshing, but the hair could not be touched, it was almost as hard as a rock.

The stylist trimmed his eyebrows again. Fortunately, You Ming's eyebrows were neither shallow nor thick, so he didn't need thrush.

That's enough, it's not a catwalk, no powder or eyeliner is needed.

Zheng Chengcai was stunned when he saw You Ming.

The young man who walked over was wearing a dark green suit, but it didn't give off an old-fashioned feeling. This color made his skin whiter. His hair was combed all the way up, showing delicate eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were calm and calm It was like a pool, but people couldn't look directly at it, and their temperament became imposing, which made Zheng Chengcai couldn't help swallowing.

be nice...

Why do you feel like you have changed when you change your look?

The car that picked them up had already arrived, Zheng Chengcai stood beside You Ming, and said with some regret: "If I had known, I would have ordered a suit at your house before coming over."

You Ming: "It's okay in the future."

Zheng Chengcai touched his suit, it was also high order, but he felt that it was not as elegant as the suit You Ming was wearing.

Zheng Chengcai has already confirmed that as long as the You family doesn't engage in any showy operations, they can make a fortune in the domestic market with hard work.

As for whether it can go international, in addition to hard skills, it also depends on soft power and luck.

It only took more than half an hour to drive from the rented apartment to the building where the meeting was held.

The staff carried the jewelry and clothes, and the models would only change them 10 minutes before the exhibition, in order to avoid accidental bumps after wearing them early, and all the previous efforts would be in vain.

When You Ming got off the car, he saw many people walking towards you. They were all celebrities from all walks of life who were invited to participate in this exhibition.

You Ming asked Zheng Chengcai: "This is the main entrance, should we enter through the side entrance?"

The main entrance is generally to welcome the invitees.

Zheng Chengcai was taken aback.

He looked around and saw that they were all invitees.

His face was darkened, and he almost squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "No one told me."

You Ming: "Did the organizer not tell you?"

Zheng Chengcai shook his head: "I was only given the Precautions Manual."

You Ming looked at Zheng Chengcai: "Isn't it written in the manual?"

The translator answered next to him: "I didn't write it, I read it carefully."

Zheng Chengsheng took a deep breath and smiled ferociously: "I'm not angry, I'm not angry, let's go in."

You Ming said to the hesitant staff and models behind him, "Let's go in, just go in through the gate."

Zheng Chengcai was taken aback: "From the gate?"

You Ming nodded: "Well, why not?"

Zheng Chengcai clenched his hand into a fist.

Yes, why not?

Taking the elevator to the 22nd floor, Zheng Chengcai and the others went to the preparation room first.

Apart from their group, there were no other Asian faces, all of them were Europeans with dark eyes and high noses.

Hardly anyone glanced at them as they passed.

When You Ming passed by several tall men, he heard them say in a mocking tone: "Yellow breed dog."

You Ming stopped.

Zheng Chengcai turned his head and found that You Ming hadn't followed, and was about to call him when he saw You Ming pat the shoulder of the man whose back was facing him.

The man with light curly hair turned his head and smiled when he saw an Asian man who was shorter than himself, and said in English, "Is there something wrong?"

You Ming looked up at him expressionlessly: "I can understand English, I heard what you just said."

The man shrugged: "And then?"

You Ming: "I think you need to apologize."

The man sneered: "Apologize? To you? Why?"

You Ming: "Because your vocabulary is insulting."

The man looked at You Ming like an idiot, and smiled even more wantonly: "You Asians are all the same."

The man restrained his smile: "Like a stupid pig."

You Ming still looked at him, and then You Ming stretched out his hand, just when everyone thought that You Ming was going to do something, You Ming grabbed the man's tie, making the man have to bow his head.

Zheng Chengcai only saw that You Ming seemed to say something in that foreign man's ear, and then the man shook his fist at You Ming with a look of shame and anger.

Zheng Chengcai closed his eyes.

You Ming is so thin, only half the size of that man, with this punch...

He was about to walk towards You Ming when he saw You Ming retracted and grabbed the wrist of the other's right hand, then turned around and cut in, but in an instant, the man was thrown to the ground by You Ming over his shoulder.

The few people standing beside the man before were dumbfounded.

You Ming also said to those people: "Please testify to me, I am acting in self-defense."

The few people wanted to speak with complicated expressions, and You Ming said again: "If you don't want to testify, the cameras here are also available."

"He attacked me first, and I just fought back."

The one who was thrown to the ground yelled: "Call the police! My arm is broken!"

You Ming turned his head and glanced at him: "An over-the-shoulder fall won't break your hand, please be honest."

After saying this, You Ming walked towards Zheng Chengcai and the others without looking back.

Only then did the other people help the light-haired man lying on the ground up.

The light-haired man still wailed with a distorted face: "My arm is broken!"

Those people also rolled up his sleeves nervously, and some people touched him with their hands.

Several people:"……"

"Anderson, stop pretending, everyone is gone, and your hand is still alive."

Anderson's eyes widened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His hand hurt so much that it was almost numb, but it might be better to be numb, so that he wouldn't have to endure such heart-pounding pain.

But his friends just said, "Stop pretending."

"Go to the preparation room."

"Can't you even stand the pain?"

"An Asian man who is shorter than you can beat you, and if you are beaten, don't act like this."

But he really hurts...

Anderson felt that half of his body was numb.

What did that person just do?

Isn't that just an ordinary over-the-shoulder throw?

He gritted his teeth and forced himself to stand up.

He knew that he couldn't call the police now. Once such a big event was reported to the police, he would be unlucky.

And he couldn't stand up, he was the first to swing his fist at the opponent.

"Anderson!" the man in front urged him.

Anderson could only take a few steps forward.

Friends sighed helplessly: "Being defeated by a short Asian man, I know your self-esteem can't stand it, but don't do it too much, and even if you are racist, don't say it to your face."

Anderson gritted his teeth, looking viciously at the direction in which You Ming disappeared.

You Ming walked into the preparation room, everyone looked at him, no one could have imagined that there was so much energy hidden in his thin-looking body.

Qin Shan also whispered, "Brother You, you were so handsome just now."

Zheng Chengcai asked, "Why did you provoke him just now?"

You Ming explained the facts expressionlessly: "Because this is considered self-defense, not intentional injury."

Zheng Chengcai: "...Did he make you angry?"

You Ming nodded: "He said we are yellow dogs."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

"Fuck! You should beat him! Beat him to death!"

"If I had heard it just now, I would beat him even if I went to jail!"

You Ming suddenly said: "He said something wrong, why are you going to jail?"

"This time he will have a very profound lesson."

He had cast a spell on the man just now, and if the man didn't realize his mistake, his hand would be in excruciating pain forever.

And this cannot be detected by medical equipment. No matter how you check, there is only one answer - he is not injured, his wrist is not damaged at all, and he is a healthy person who cannot be more healthy.

No one will believe him.

Unless he realizes the mistake.

Really feel guilty about what you did wrong.

Several European models swallowed.

They didn't understand what was said, they only knew that this weak looking young man was actually a master.

Sure enough, the Chinese know kung fu!

There are also rumors on the Internet that not every Chinese knows Kung Fu.

fake!

Chinese really know kung fu!

The European model boy whispered to his female companion: "I must go online and tell everyone that Chinese people know kung fu, everyone knows it!"

The female companion was also very surprised, she felt that You Ming looked thinner than herself, yet he was able to fall over such a tall man.

It's... so charming!

A man's force value has always been a bonus item.

The female model looked at You Ming, wondering if she could invite him to have a happy night.

Zheng Chengcai greeted: "Get ready, there is still an hour to start."

The make-up on the models’ faces has already been done, and they only need to be touched up a little. There is no booth for this show, and the models will show on the runway, and then show them in the seats allocated to them.

After the models changed their clothes and put on their jewelry, the staff encouraged them: "You are the most beautiful!"

"do not worry."

"Express yourself on stage."

"come on!"

The models were really nervous, and it was their first time participating in such an event.

Moreover, they are all little-known little models, who have not been on the international stage a few times, and have never even been to the shows of big brands.

The European brother was so nervous that he started to sweat.

The makeup artist could only reapply the powder for him one more time.

It was You Ming who walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him, "You are fine, be confident."

In an instant, the European brother stopped sweating, and he only felt that his whole body was full of strength.

Yes, he has nearly perfect body proportions, a handsome face, and a proud height.

He is no worse than anyone.

Except that he has never been on a big stage, he is no worse than others.

And after today, his resume will be even better, what show can't he go to in the future?

He wants everyone to see it.

What is jewelry and clothing of the highest order.

He wants all eyes to follow him.

Until the last second of stepping down.