My past life exposure shocked the entire internet.

"..."

Zhu Yu's brain went blank at this moment. He stared blankly at the young man in front of him. His mind was severely traumatized, and his soul seemed to have been shaken out of his body.

After saying this, Iliad immediately walked to the dressing mirror and began to examine his image.

Red and green hair, perfect.

Short-sleeved shirts, shorts and slippers are also very suitable.

So, what went wrong?

Iliad scratched his ear and looked at Ye Wanlan with some resentment: "Sister YN, how am I not like Breaking Bad?"

"Maybe it's because you're not an old man with white hair and beard." Ye Wanlan said nonchalantly, "Old man, don't scare children like this in the future."

"How am I scary?" Iliad muttered, "I just can't accept that he can't recognize me."

Zhu Yu was still standing there in a daze, as if he had heard nothing.

He really found it hard to accept.

Because the title "Breaking Bad" had already spread to mainland China as early as the last century.

At that time, Zhu Yu was not yet born, and Grandpa Zhu was in charge of taking care of the medicine garden.

Mr. Zhu has great respect for this mysterious "Breaking Bad" master. When Zhu Yu was a child, he also grew up listening to his stories and rumors.

Rumor has it that Breaking Bad once faced off against a transnational criminal gang, and he simply waved his sleeves and walked away unharmed.

The poison of Breaking Bad is hard to guard against, and many people who have seen him have died, so he got the name "Breaking Bad".

How could someone who lived in the same era as Mr. Zhu dye his hair red and green? !

"Little brother, come back to your senses." Iliad snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Don't judge a book by its cover. If you judge a book by its cover, and judge a book's occupation, temper, etc. based on its cover, you will suffer a great loss when you enter the wider world in the future."

Ye Wanlan nodded: "For example, you."

Zhu Yu managed to calm down, and his expression became more respectful: "It's my fault for not recognizing an important person. I will remember this principle in the future."

"Hey, who am I?" Iliad waved his hand, "You don't know that among all the group members, I am just--"

Ye Wanlan suddenly looked up and glanced at him.

Iliad instantly changed his words: "I am the great and invincible man!"

He felt a little aggrieved, he didn't say anything wrong.

Apart from his age, which makes him older than his group members, he has neither power nor money.

Zhu Yu couldn't contain his excitement at all and was messaging Su Xueqing rapidly.

[Don't Touch My Cabbage]: Xueqing, I met my idol! You don't know how excited I am now, I'm about to faint from happiness.

[Su Xueqing]: Shen Xinghe? With A-Lan as your support, haven't you already successfully chased idols several times?
【Don't touch my cabbage】: It's not He He, it's Breaking Bad! Oh my god, I'm so stupid. I didn't expect that the kid I talked to for two days was Breaking Bad.

Su Xueqing was obviously shocked by the message, and it took her dozens of seconds to reply.

[Su Xueqing]: You are indeed blessed if you hold on to A Lan's thigh.

[Don’t touch my cabbage]: Of course, I will hold it tightly without you telling me.

Zhu Yu bared his big white teeth and smiled foolishly at the screen.

After laughing for a while, he thought of a crucial problem, and this problem has troubled their Zhu family for many years.

"Mr. Iliad, I do have a question for you." Zhu Yu said sincerely, "I wonder if you can help me."

"You ask." Iliad looked confident of victory.

"I want to know if you have any way to guide me to grow delicious Chinese cabbage?" Zhu Yu was distressed, "My grandfather and I are at a loss as to what to do about it." Iliad: "?"

As expected, he is someone their sister YN knows. Like him, there is always something abnormal in his brain.

**
After seven hours of direct flight, the Global Center was right in front of us.

"Alas, the pleasant vacation is over." Iliad stretched slowly and complained, "The cattle and horses have to start new work again."

He is indeed a poison-making fanatic. Once he has a new inspiration, he will definitely develop a new poison.

“Sister YN, I’ll be leaving first.” Iliad waved his hand happily, “If you need anything, just call me in the group.”

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly: "Goodbye."

The boy with red and green hair quickly disappeared in the vast crowd. Even the local residents of the Global Center would not have thought that the Breaking Bad, who was already very famous in the last century, passed by them at the airport.

The Global Festival is different from a fashion show. A fashion show is a place where various fashion companies showcase their designs.

The Global Festival is the highest ceremony of film and television art. The organizer will invite well-known actors, singers, etc. in the industry to participate in the ceremony.

In fact, given Shen Xinghe's current status in the international film and television industry, it is not enough for the Global Ceremony to personally send out an invitation.

But with the added bonus of the high-end "Blue Sea Rising Tide" set, the organizers of the Global Festival even sent a special car to pick up her, Nie Shuangyi and the other two male artists.

Well-known artists from all over the world gathered together, which was truly a grand event for the film and television industry.

Fang Qingli still attended this global ceremony as the general manager of Wantianqing Company.

Compared to the last time they came to the Global Center to attend the fashion show, no company dared to underestimate Wan Tian Qing this time.

Even the three top luxury brands treated Fang Qingli with extreme caution.

In the Universal Hotel.

"Mr. Fang, nice to meet you." A brown-haired man stepped forward and extended his hand. "It's only been a few months since the last fashion show. We'll see you at the Global Festival. Your company has opened our eyes again."

"Mr. Carter, nice to meet you." Fang Qingli shook his hand back and said calmly, "The company's success is all thanks to our boss's good vision."

The brown-haired man is Brad Carter, the executive director of MN Group.

"Mr. Fang is young and promising. He has taken on such an important task in his early twenties, and he is not at all stage-frightened." Brad said meaningfully, "This makes us old guys who are old enough to be your parents feel ashamed."

Fang Qingli has been with Ye Wanlan for a long time and has handled many things on her own. She is used to such scenes and she is not timid at all: "It's all because of my boss's good teaching."

This sentence made Brad and the others look at each other, and their expressions changed slightly.

Ever since the fashion show ended, they have been investigating who the real boss of Wantianqing Company is, but there is no news at all.

But as long as they are human, they will definitely communicate with the outside world. They couldn't help but begin to suspect that this boss actually did not exist at all, and Fang Qingli was the one in charge.

"Mr. Fang, please." Brad raised his hand and smiled again. "MN Group would like to discuss some fashion matters with Mr. Fang. I wonder if Mr. Fang would be willing to do me a favor?"

Fang Qingli frowned: "How do I know if you guys are going to use this as an excuse to attack me and lock me up? This is a common tactic used by your Global Center."

"How could that be, Mr. Fang?" Brad felt embarrassed and annoyed after being exposed, but he still had a smile on his face. "This is the Universal Hotel, and the conference room is a public place. The Universal Ceremony will officially begin tomorrow, and Mr. Fang will definitely be there."

Fang Qingli did not let down her guard. She thought for a moment and agreed.

Brad's smile widened: "Please come again, Mr. Fang."

**
Here, Ye Wanlan was discussing with Shen Xinghe, Nie Shuangyi and others about entering the international film and television industry.

"Sister Lan, something happened!" Zhou Yixiang ran over in a hurry, panting. "Sister Qingli and several people from the MN Group entered the conference room and never came out. After I forced my way in, I found that the conference room was empty. There must be some secret passage in that room! Sister Lan, they..."

Ye Wanlan's eyes turned cold: "Let's go." (End of this chapter)