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Chapter 20 A Model Worth [-] Million
And Jiang Tong was also observing Bo Nan's WeChat.

The head portrait is dark, which fits his style very well.

Even the nickname is a simple two big characters——

thin south.

The straight man's style was unabashedly blown on Jiang Tong's face.

She coughed a few times in embarrassment, "In this case, I'll go first and see you later."

"Yeah." A certain man's tone was light and unwavering.

Jiang Tong twitched the corners of his mouth, but didn't pay much attention to his attitude, picked up the briefcase she had put on the ground before and went out.

It wasn't until the opposite door was completely closed that Bo Nan dared to breathe out the heavy breath he had been holding back.

Staring at Jiang Tong's WeChat for a long time, his cold eyes shone slightly, and his slender fingers switched to another WeChat.

If Jiang Tong was still here, she would definitely scream when she saw this wechat.

Bo Nan's WeChat nickname is a piece of pumpkin pie.

Even the avatar is a couple model paired with Jiang Tong's cute kitten.

He hooked his sexy thin lips, his cold eyes were as bright as stars.

One minute later, there was an additional post in the circle of friends on WeChat.

a piece of pumpkin pie
Tongtong said today that he would invite me to dinner, he was very happy. ~=(°°)
But unfortunately, this account is just for his own entertainment.

After the joy, Bo Nan's pupils became dim and sad.

"Second brother, my sister-in-law said she wanted to treat you to dinner, did you hear that?"

Gu Xize suddenly raised his head and pulled him back when he was in a daze.

Bo Nan opened the phone's address book, expressionless, "Yes."

Gu Xize: "..."

Come on.

Just like his second brother, if he can catch up with his second sister-in-law.

He doesn't mind running naked in the street.

But Bo Nan didn't give him the slightest look, and directly dialed Zuo Luan's phone number.

"Master, what are your orders?"

Zuo Luan, his capable general, is currently the general manager of the Bo Group.

Bo Nan darkened his eyes, "Let Basani's team come to Aoyuan Century now, and I will do a styling."

"receive."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Luan rubbed his nose in confusion.

The Basani team is a styling team that Bo spent [-] million to poach from Milan, and they don't take part in non-important large-scale gatherings.

Could it be that the young master had a big party recently?

No, why didn't he receive the notification?
Although he looked puzzled, Zuo Luan still gave orders, after all, it was the young master who informed him.

Half an hour later, several Rolls-Royces with private haute couture stopped at the downstairs of Aoyuan Century.

Five designers came panting in front of Building 8, 705 with cosmetic boxes, followed by a large group of staff carrying suits.

Seeing Bo Nan, the chief designer Martha bowed respectfully, "Master, I don't know what occasion you need to attend, we will match the clothes for you."

Bo Nan tilted his head, "It can highlight my handsomeness, it's best to fall in love with me at a glance."

Martha: "..."

Everyone: "..."

In the end, the five designers bit the bullet and went up.

This is a tug-of-war, and an hour has passed in the blink of an eye, and this delicate young master has yet to try out the clothes he likes.

"Master, do you want to try this one? Donna Karan's latest summer style, just shipped back from country M." Martha's forehead was already sweating a little, she had never met such a tricky owner.

Bo Nan glanced lightly and directly vetoed it.

too dark.

Gives a lifeless feeling.

Another hour passed, and the young master finally picked out his favorite clothes.

All designers breathed a sigh of relief and moved quickly.

　Bo Nan was a naive child when he met Jiang Tong hehe

　　
　
(End of this chapter)