President Mo: Need to Work Hard

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"JK is a high-end fashion label, why did I reject it?" Tangning replied with a gentle smile, "The only problem is, for her to give me such a huge resource - what she wants in return should not be simple."

"I will take precautions," An Zihao assured. "Rest and adjust to the time difference, you have a lot of work ahead."

After An Zihao left, Tangning lay on the bed and closed her eyes to rest. He should have been tired, but instead, he felt he was becoming more and more awake.

Inevitably he thought about how this was an international runway show; this was in contrast to all the small brand shows he had done in the past.

If he really manages to capture the opening of JK, he will surely open up more international opportunities.

It seemed, in order to reach Mo Ting's level, this was the last stage...

Perhaps because the couple's thoughts were in sync, Tangning suddenly received a phone call from Mo Ting. Tangning picked up the phone and couldn't help but laugh, "How did you know I was thinking of you?"

Back in Beijing, it was night. After returning home and not seeing the figure she used to see, Mo Ting naturally began to think: Tangning has never been a noisy person, but. It's really hard to adjust...

"Miss Mo, if you're really going to be gone for a week, my body and mind will suffer. I want to see you now; I want to hug you and kiss you."

Speaking of suffering - Tangning who was currently in a foreign country, lying on a bed she did not know - she felt it even more.

"Unfortunately, President Mo, from tonight onwards I will be out ... I guess you'll have to hang on for a while."

To bear?

He never intended to survive.

So, while coaxing Tangning to sleep, Mo Ting sent a message to Lu Che telling her to book her next flight to London. However, she could only look at Tangning for a moment, before flying back for an important dinner party.

After receiving Mo Ting's message, Lu Che thought about how Mo Ting would fly for a total of 20 hours just to catch a glimpse of Tangning; was this necessary?

"Ting.wait for me. I'm almost there, I'm almost at your level."

Mo Ting listened as Tangning muttered in her sleep and her heart melted. So what if he had to fly 20 hours? He had said for a long time, as long as Tangning wanted to do something, she would accompany him. It is very valuable, even if ...

... that's for a moment.

...

6 pm. Tangning and An Zihao arrived on the set of JK. The show will take place in a beautiful church on the outskirts of London and is themed: 'Soul and Rebirth'. The clothes are all black and white with details like black mandalas and black and white wings. It felt like two extremes of life were mutually exciting...

Now that they were on the set of an international show, the dirty tactics to tear each other apart no longer existed. Behind the stage, all one could find was a model who changed clothes and put on makeup. This made Tangning feel like she had once again returned to her 19-year-old self in France.

An Zihao was discussing things with JK while Tangning tried on her clothes and makeup backstage. In a top-class performance like this, other than her, there was no other Asian face in sight. That's because not many Asian models have been able to do international shows from the start.

Tangning stood in front of the entire body mirror; she was only wearing a black bra and ****** *****. This is normal for a model; all she has to do is stretch out her hands and people will start wearing clothes to her as per the designer's instructions.

Designer JK is a bearded man in his 40s; he can be considered as half Beijing guy and his whole body brings an artistic presence. She scanned Tangning's body and noticed her legs; they were so beautiful, they were impossible to ignore.

So, she flicked her finger loudly and instructed her assistant to bring along a set of clothes she had prepared for the finals; she wanted Tangning to give it a try.

It was a long black dress with a deep-v collar. The main part of the dress was made of translucent black gauze and black net; it gave an idea of a trapped soul. From his shoulders stretched a series of black mandala-patterned flowers, all the way to his waist.

The darkness...

Crimes...

The struggles...

"That's the feeling I want! An evil feeling that struggles to break free! Very good, you did the last one!"

She had originally come for the opening, yet now she was given a cover; this was something Tangning had never imagined. Even more unexpected is that the JK event will require her to work alongside a male model.

To get the correct order, all models are required to do running exercises. Only when Tangning stepped on stage did she see the man for the first time; he was a 1.9m tall male model.

The man was young, handsome, in his early 20s, with a pair of sea-blue eyes and an incredible charm and confidence.

However, as Tangning posed with her shoulders pressed against her shoulder, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pinched her thigh.

Tangning turned around and gave him a cold look as a warning.

"Sorry, your legs are too beautiful, I'm so tempted to give them a kiss!" said the man frankly.

"If you do this, you'll make me think this is how all British men are raised to act" Tangning warned. After which, they parted ways and walked back to the runway.

The young male model ignored Tangning's words and continued to grin at her.

After she finished, Tangning stepped off the stage and An Zihao immediately covered her with a jacket, "What happened just now? What does that male model do?"

"It's nothing ..." Tangning let go of him assuming it was just a moment of stupidity.

In fact, in events like this, it is normal for models to take advantage by pushing and pushing others or even hugging them...

Especially backstage.

All sorts of scenes can be seen.

Tangning put on the jacket and started heading backstage with An Zihao. However, because he had a good instinct towards the camera, he saw an abnormal flash coming from a hidden angle.

"It seems like someone photographed me in secret," Tangning told An Zihao.

An Zihao glanced at Tangning and followed her gaze before patting her on the shoulder, "Go backstage and change clothes first, I'll handle this."

Tangning nodded her head, she had some vague speculations, so she held on for a while instead of heading straight backstage. He watched An Zihao head towards the hidden corner of the church.

After that, a shadow could be seen from under one of the benches. Perhaps because they were professionals in their work and good at escaping, An Zihao did not manage to catch them.

"Forget it. There are many people here with secret design secrets that he can spy on, he might not be here for me. Maybe I'm being too paranoid."

An Zihao returned to Tangning's side to escort her, "I'll pay extra attention. Let's change clothes first."

However, they had no idea, this was one of the South Korean paparazzi that Luo Hao had hired. After escaping from the church, the man held his camera and looked happy with a smile.

His fate is not bad. He managed to catch Tangning being teasing a male model!

The image of her pinched thigh was captured in high definition.

Not long after, in China, Luo Hao received a photo from the paparazzi...

It's only the first day, Tangning...

By the time you return, thinking you are full of glory, you will find your name has been completely tarnished!