Thunder only felt the cold rising from the soles of his feet. He knew that since Nan Feng Xiao rescued him from the gang, he has been training him. It's just that his ability to comprehend is poor, and Nan Fengxiao has often taken it away.
"Brother Nan?"
Nan Feng Xiao took a sip of red wine, raised his eyes lazily, and raised his right hand.
"From the entrance to the venue, there are a total of eight surveillance cameras, distributed in the corridor, the bar, the chandeliers... The left hand side of the door is the backstage, and the right is the monitoring room."
Lei Ting's head drooped more severely, and he really did not compare to someone like Nan Feng Xiao.
It’s strange to say that he has roughly figured it out after being with him in the past few years. In addition to being the president of Xiangyang International, Nan Fengxiao also interacts with people on the road. More importantly, he has good skills. It's easy to learn, and it's nothing like the rich kid coming out of the greenhouse.
Lei Ting was very surprised. He didn't expect Nan Feng Xiao to be able to observe things that ordinary people would hardly find in such a short time in this place where he couldn't see his fingers. It was really admirable.
"Follow me, you don't even have this vision, what use do you want? Nan Feng Xiao said coldly."
"Xie Nange's teachings!" Lei Ting nodded respectfully.
Nan Feng Xiao faintly looked away, the lights on the scene were dimly lit, and the fashion show had begun, one by one, tall and beautiful girls wore luxurious and chic clothes, twisted their waists, and walked out with amorous feelings.
Elegant and beautiful music permeated the entire venue in an instant. It wasn't that someone bowed their heads and whispered, discussing which outfit is good-looking, or which girl is beautiful.
The corners of Lei Ting's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but slander: "These people are really vulgar, but it's not to blame them, they are indeed here for the fashion show. Nan Fengxiao is different. On the surface, he also came to the fashion show. In fact, it was for borrowing. This opportunity to talk about a big deal."
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The first batch of models has already gone, and the second batch of models followed.
Nan Fengxiao rubbed his eyebrows with one hand and looked tired, looking really impatient.
"How long will it take?" finally said impatiently.
Lei Ting hurriedly leaned, "Brother Nan, there are still fifteen minutes. Also, Lu Qiyou has arrived."
Lu Qiyou
Nan Feng Xiao's body was slightly startled, and then a wicked smile crawled to the corner of his mouth, his eyes gloomy and unclear.
"He's here? His father is also relieved to put the efforts of several generations in his hands, so he is not afraid that this rich family will lose all his possessions?"
Thunder did not speak, he did not say, but did not know how to answer.
Lu Qiyou, one of the prestigious families in Kyoto, has been fighting openly and secretly with Xiangyang International. A year ago, when Lu Qiyou, who was only 21 years old, took over the group, he was even more incompatible with Xiangyang Group.
Although Nan Fengxiao's eyes fell on the model on the stage, his thoughts had already flown out of the sky.
He remembered that a boy was always by her side, helping her carry school bags and buying mineral water for her every day. She always complained in front of her, "Lu Qiyou made me angry today, and I don't want to care about him anymore."
That was when she was only in the second year of junior high school, and the angry look made him very uncomfortable. He understood that the seventeen-year-old himself actually had a taste.
"I won't leave Feifei, Feifei is also used to me being with her when going to and from school, and will not let me leave."
The first time he saw Lu Qiyou, he was originally just to see what kind of person this kid was. He didn't expect to say, "Leave Morphy!"