Strongest Guard

Leg Model asked the model to have straight, long calves, beautiful curves, no calves, white skin, fine skin, and no scars. In addition, Leg Model's face had to be pretty.    

Leg Model is a new industry in China, the mature and professional Leg Model company, basically concentrated in Beijing, Ming Zhu and a few other very large cities, in many places the market is extremely tight.    

Although Qingshan was the capital of Dong Province, with a population of 7 million, there were only two more professional companies that specialized in Leg Model. As for Leg Model, he could only be said to be a girl with a pair of long legs.    

Compared to Leg Model, who had received strict professional training, their postures on the stage were of a whole different realm. It wouldn't be too much to call them guest characters, so the price was much lower.    

Some people said that entrepreneurs would treat products that were sold in the market for the first time as their own children. No matter how beautiful they could dress up, they would go for whatever was old. Lee Nanfang was the same.    

He did not want Lao Zhou and other scientists to work so hard to create Wu steel-like stockings. The first time they appeared on stage, their attractiveness value would be greatly reduced due to Liu steel-like problems.    

The Wuhan Steel Company must be persuaded to invite their best girl to put on her children's — oh, no, Nanfang's stockings, to show the world how great it was.    

After finishing the call with Dung Shixiong, Lee Nanfang stood up and just as he reached the entrance of the restaurant, two women blocked his path. They all had a look of wanting to eat him up: "Hur Hur, where are we going?"    

They must have heard Lee Nanfang on the phone and said that he would come right away, so they purposely stopped him.    

"Get out of the way, I have urgent matters to attend to."    

Lee Nanfang was a bit regretful. He really shouldn't have offended these two women earlier.    

"Is there an emergency?"    

Leaning against the door frame on the left, Helan Xiaoxin didn't have the slightest intention of giving way. She raised her hand to pinch a strand of hair that rested on her shoulder. With a cold sneer, she said, "How impatient can you be to get rid of my mistake?"    

Yue Zitong, on the other hand, didn't say a word. However, her slanted, slanted attitude told him everything.    

Lee Nanfang sighed. He cupped his hands and said, "Aunt Yue, Auntie He Lan, please forgive me."    

"No."    

Helan Xiaoxin rejected him flatly. "Don't even mention calling me auntie, even if I called you grandma and real mother, don't even think about stepping out of this house if I don't make you feel good about it today."    

Lee Nanfang was annoyed. He raised his hand to grab her shoulder and said, "F * * k, get the hell out of my way. I don't have the time to play child's play with you!"    

"Ouch!"    

Helan Xiaoxin screamed in a low voice and struggled instinctively. The black dress was torn off by Lee Nanfang, revealing half of her delicate body.    

"Lee Nanfang, you're too much!"    

Little Nephew dared to tear Sister Xin's clothes off right in front of her. Yue Zitong was furious, so she shouted and threw a punch towards his face.    

Lee Nanfang just wanted to let Sister Xin get out of the way, but he didn't have the intention to tear off her clothes. Seeing that she had suddenly turned into Venus, he quickly covered his chest with his hands in a flustered manner and was stunned.    

Before he could take a good look, Aunt Yue's fist had already arrived.    

This was nothing. Lee Nanfang turned his head and casually lifted his hand to beckon her, grabbing her wrist and twisting it slightly. The White Rose who usually prided herself as a top secret service agent in China bent down and became half an airplane.    

There didn't seem to be any difference between offending a woman and offending two women. Lee Nanfang's sex appeal was triggered by him releasing Yue Zitong, then he slapped her on the butt.    

Before she could scream, Lee Nanfang twisted on Helan Xiaoxin's body again. Then, he went out laughing towards the sky before the two women could react.    

"Bastard!"    

"Scum!"    

As soon as Lee Nanfang started the car, two women jumped out of the living room. They shouted angrily and threw two things at Lee Nanfang.    

One was a pair of thin, red heels, while the other was a glass ashtray, both aimed at the driver's side as they rolled down the window.    

The high heels were fine, but the ashtray was hard. Whether it hit the car or someone's face, the result was not too good.    

What a great Lee Nanfang — his right hand turned the steering wheel, his head tilted to avoid the surprisingly accurate high-heeled shoes, his left hand moved to grab the ashtray that was about to hit the door, and he casually flicked it out.    

The car roared and rushed out of the house. Then, with a beautiful left turn of its tail, it sped away to the east.    

"Bastard, I will kill him!"    

Helan Xiaoxin gritted her teeth and cursed as she looked at Yue Zitong. "Oh, right. Why did you throw my shoes at him?"    

Yue Zitong answered boldly, "In a hurry, whatever I get is whatever it is. Who cares if it's your shoes?"    

Anxious and flustered, Helan Xiaoxin said, "Alright, none of you adulterers are good. One will eat my tofu while the other will throw my shoes!"    

"Sister Xin, what do you mean by that?"    

Yue Zitong was unwilling. "If you didn't have to stop him from doing something, would he slap my butt? Even now, it's still hurting. Who should I find to settle the score with? "    

"You are his wife! Not to mention using his hands to pat your butt, even if it was a bit excessive, it was still understandable! But me? "I am just your best friend. Take off all my clothes in front of you, how can I not go crazy?"    

"But you can't scold me even if you're crazy. You —"    

"Stop, stop!"    

Helan Xiaoxin touched her forehead and rolled her eyes. "Why are we arguing? Yet, he allowed that fellow to go free and unfettered. Tongtong, stop fighting! I want to ask you, do you dare to follow me and make a mess of what he's about to do? "    

While Lee Nanfang was on the phone, the two girls were eavesdropping outside. They knew where he was going and what he was going to do.    

"Why wouldn't I dare?"    

Yue Zitong sinisterly said, "I can't wait to mess up his lousy company and make him a pawn for me!"    

"Alright, let's go then." Enough, enough, enough! "    

Helan Xiaoxin held onto Yue Zitong's left hand, shouted enough, and ran towards her white Bmw, "Today I will make that grandson witness the consequences of offending his mistress!"    

Yue Zitong got into the car and said, "We are sisters, alright? If you call him grandson, then what should I call you? "    

"Hey, let's call each other. It's alright."    

"How is it fine? That's my fiancé! "    

"Can we not argue about this first? We'll catch up to that bastard first. "    

"Right, we'll catch up to him first and directly hit him with the car!"    

"This is my car!"    

"I knew it was your car, that's why I said take it and hit him."    

"Yue Zitong, I have a strong suspicion right now that you didn't come with me to get revenge, but to help that bastard anger Sister Xin to death."    

"Cut the crap, there's a dog in front."    

While the two women were squabbling like a thousand ducks, Lee Nanfang had already pulled his horse onto the main road and was galloping north. He passed seven traffic lights and turned right, then left at five junction points, and then four traffic lights —    

The company that Dung Shixiong contacted was called Leg Model Corporation, which had a very artistic name. It was said that the most popular company among them, Leg Model, had even received a bronze medal internationally.    

From a modern aesthetic perspective, the proportion of Asians' body size was inferior to that of the European beauties. Therefore, most of the popular models around the world were in Europe and the United States.    

It was already impressive enough that the pillar imprinted by the Elves could receive a bronze medal.    

Turn right from the intersection ahead and you'll get the elven impression.    

Just a few feet away from me, I fell down and got stuck in a traffic jam.    

Just turn right into the traffic jam. Did something happen over there?    

Lee Nanfang peeked his head out of the window and looked over. He could vaguely hear a lot of people shouting, as if they were shouting slogans that caused Korean to roll out of China without any warning.    

Lee Nanfang looked at the map on his phone and realized that it was an entertainment company run by a foreigner when he turned right for more than ten meters.    

It was called Youth Entertainment.    

Youth Entertainment company was one of the few famous companies in the world with South Korea. Even though it was one of the top companies in the world, 80% of its operations were in China.    

The Youth Entertainment company mainly dealt in film, television, singing and modeling. As it was the earliest Han entertainment company to enter China, it had been over ten years since then, so it was a huge presence in the Chinese market. There were many celebrities under its banner with tens of millions of brainless fans.    

To be honest, Lee Nanfang admired the way Youth Entertainment stars worked, especially their company's top celebrity, Li Ran.    

Li Ran was not as handsome as he was. He was very professional when he was on stage, and he even had a team responsible for interacting with his fans. This made the movie stars in the mainland extremely envious and secretly scolded Mai Pi who knew how many times.    

However, one thing changed Lee Nanfang's view of Li Ran.    

Last weekend, late into the night, I came to Li Ran Festival, which is run by the Qingshan branch. As soon as I left the airport, I was welcomed by hundreds of fans.    

If Mr. Li's agent was around, he might be reminded to put down his star airs and interact enthusiastically with fans to further consolidate his position as the number one man in China's film and television circles.    

When the manager wasn't around, Li Ran exposed his weakness of not seeing Chinese fans as people. When a girl who was still in high school squeezed in front of him and shouted "I love you, Brother Ran, please give me an autograph," the bodyguard beside him kicked her out.    

In the end, something happened. After the girl who was still in high school was kicked out, the back of her head bumped against the flight of steps in front of the terminal. She was shocked on the spot.    

Liran Festival clearly saw the girl after cerebral hemorrhage shock, but did not even stop his steps, walked quickly down the steps, climbed into the bulletproof car, and urged the driver to drive away.    

The fans were dumbfounded, but very soon, someone got angry. More than ten people stood in front of the car and asked Li Ran to send the girl to the hospital.    

Perhaps because he was in a bad mood, Li Ran once again exposed his IQ, which was not in proportion to his looks. Li Ran poked his head out of the car window and loudly said: "It's fine if he dies, but there are so many Chinese people, so what's the point of killing them?"    

Is this still the idol that everyone loves madly?    

Hundreds of fans at the scene, collective silence, watching as Li Ran car disappeared into the night before thinking of calling an ambulance to rescue the girl.    

In the end, it was regretful that the girl's little life had been saved, but she had fallen into a vegetative state.    

The video of Li Ran's bodyguard beating someone up was also leaked and uploaded online. The click rate was several million a night.    

The Chinese people were angry.