Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 280 Zhan Mochen is fake
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In the studio, the photographer turned off the camera with a snap and started yelling angrily.

"Zhai Yang, can you cooperate a little? You have to laugh here, and laugh naturally, understand? How can you shoot if you are so stiff?"

In front of the photo booth, Zhai Yang's lips curled up with disdain, and his tone was cold and arrogant: "In addition to making me smile, what else do you do? Don't make trouble for me here, it's obviously your own skill! If you can take a picture, you can take a picture, but if you can't, you can't. Substitute!"

The photographer had long been fed up with this soulless model. When he saw his dead attitude, he turned away on the spot and quit the job with the staff.

"Either I leave or he leaves, me or him!"

"Teacher Yang, calm down, calm down, this is just nonsense from an ignorant young man. Where can I let you go? Let's go talk to him now!"

The staff was anxious and quickly stepped forward to appease the photographer and asked him to take him to rest first. Then he turned around and scolded Zhai Yang, who looked indifferent.

"Zhai Yang, do you still want to take pictures? Do you know how famous Mr. Yang is? Most companies can't hire anyone, and not everyone is willing to take pictures! The company gave you this opportunity, You have to cherish it and don’t be ungrateful!”

It has been a long time since Zhai Yang was scolded so mercilessly.

He instantly became angry, threw his coat to the ground and yelled back: "What a bullshit teacher, so what if he's famous? He doesn't want to take pictures, and I don't want to take pictures anymore. You guys are looking for whoever you want!"

"Zhai Yang!"

The studio director was shaking with anger, pointing at Zhai Yang's nose and scolding him.

"Normally, for the sake of Mr. An, everyone doesn't bother to argue with you, but I didn't expect to spoil you so much! Can you wake up and recognize how much you weigh? Today, either you go and apologize to Teacher Yang , finish the filming obediently, or get out of the company!"

"Why do you want me to get out, who are you?"

Zhai Yang was so angry that he glared at the studio instructor, turned around and left, angrily returning to the lounge.

After closing the door to the lounge, the arrogance on Zhai Yang's face instantly faded away.

That's right, it was because of his relationship with An Qi's brother An Zhengming that he was able to move sideways in this company.

Because of An Zhengming's face, everyone gave him three points, let alone lost their temper with him.

Did the studio director take the wrong medicine today? How dare you scold him like this?

Zhai Yang drank a bottle of mineral water, his feverish mind gradually calmed down, and he later felt a little scared.

Zhai Yang felt panicked when he recalled that An Qi was always in a lack of interest and would hang up the phone after saying a few words.

Could it be that An Qi is tired of him now, and An Zhengming wants him to pack up and get out, right?

Zhai Yang thought more and more and quickly took out his cell phone to call An Qi.

"Beep beep...Sorry, the user you dialed is busy, please call again later."

The call was immediately hung up and no one answered.

Zhai Yang refused to give up and called again. By the fifth time, he was completely unable to get through.

Zhai Yang was stunned when the stick hit him on the head.

Was he hacked by Angela? !

No, if he lost the favor of An Qi, a rich girl, he would have no capital at all.

He was fired from another company last time. If he is kicked out again this time, he will have no chance of survival in the industry!
Zhai Yang was suddenly filled with regret. He would have cooperated more if he had known that he would have cooperated today. Just when he was hesitant to bow his head to the photographer, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Zhai Yang felt happy and picked up the answer without looking: "An Qi..."

"It's me." A man's deep voice came from the other side of the phone.

Zhai Yang was startled, and then he saw clearly the three words "An Zhengming" dancing on the screen of his mobile phone.

"Boss An?"

"Well, it's me. Now put down what you are doing immediately. I have already helped you with your flight tickets, Ding Hao. Take the fastest flight to Kyoto. I will wait for you at Kyoto Airport."

"Now? Okay, no problem." Zhai Yang was surprised and agreed.

When he was worried about what to do, Mr. An came to rescue him.

Zhai Yang triumphantly opened the door to the lounge, and the studio director was waiting for him outside with an ugly expression.

"Have you figured it out? Once you've figured it out, go apologize to Teacher Yang!"

"Waiting for my apology? Go ahead and dream, I won't take pictures anymore!" Zhai Yang snorted coldly and walked away in a swagger.

"If you have the guts to leave, don't come back! Who are you..." The studio director's voice came from behind, cursing.

When Zhai Yang thought of his angry and twisted face, his mood suddenly soared.You deserve to be so angry with these old people who flatter you and suppress others!
An hour and a half later, Zhai Yang walked out of the Kyoto Airport building with his suitcase in hand, wearing sunglasses that covered half of his face.

After walking out of the airport, he got into the car according to the license plate number provided by An Zhengming.

As soon as he got in the car, An Zhengming immediately pressed up the window, blocking out all eyes from outside.

Zhai Yang looked at this formation and felt a little strange: "Mr. An, what are we doing in such a secretive manner?"

"Put on these clothes." An Zhengming didn't look back and just handed over a set of clothes.

The clothes are all new, and the tags on them have not been removed yet.

Zhai Yang glanced at the tag and his heart skipped a beat.

These are all big-name clothes and are worth a lot of money.

Mr. An is so generous.

Zhai Yang happily changed his clothes and then spoke again: "If Mr. An asked me to come over if you have anything, just ask."

"You'll know then."

An Zhengming said nothing, started the car and left Kyoto Airport.

Three in the afternoon.

The second session of the Baijia Victoria's Secret Fashion Show came to a successful conclusion.

After An Yan said goodbye to the people present, she walked out of the show.

An Qi did not appear again today, and no irrelevant people came to disturb her. Only Zhan Mochen and San Xiao only came to the scene and sat in the audience to cheer her on.

An Yan thought of Zhan Mochen's hot and focused eyes, and felt a sweet throbbing in her heart.

However, in order not to attract attention, they still walked in two directions. Zhan Mochen led the three children back to the hotel first, while she walked alone.

As soon as she walked out of the show, a black car stopped in front of her.

"Hello, Ms. An."

A strange man got out of the car and opened the door for her: "Mr. Zhan is waiting for you in the car."

"He didn't go back?"

An Yan was slightly confused and glanced at the back seat. There was really Zhan Mochen in the back seat.

It's just that he didn't move while sitting, and his face didn't look towards her. Only half of his profile was exposed.

An Yan turned around and glanced at the reporters chasing after her, and felt relieved.

Zhan Mochen came to Kyoto privately, probably because he didn't want media reporters to take pictures of him.

She didn't say anything else, quickly got into the car and sat next to Zhan Mochen.

The car quickly left the airport. An Yan remembered that the three little ones were with Zhan Mochen, so she asked casually: "Where are the children? Did you send them back to the hotel?"

Zhan Mochen, who was sitting in the back seat, didn't answer or even turn his head. He still only left her with a profile.

An Yan suddenly felt something was wrong.

Zhan Mochen and her three children only came out less than 10 minutes earlier than her, and 10 minutes was not enough time to get back and forth from the hotel!

Suspicious, An Yan turned back and took a closer look at the person in the back seat, and felt more and more that there was something strange about half of Zhan Mochen's face.

Zhan Mochen's chin line is perfect. Although this person's chin looks similar, it is still a little round.

Moreover, Zhan Mochen has a mole on his earlobe, but this person doesn’t have one either!

This "Zhan Mochen" was pretended by someone else!

The blood all over An Yan's body almost solidified in an instant.

What does this person want to do to her by pretending to be "Zhan Mochen"? !

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through An Yan's mind. She bit her lower lip quietly and pretended to get her phone as if nothing had happened.

As soon as her hand touched the bag, she saw from the corner of her eye that the person next to her suddenly got violent. Before An Yan had time to react, something hit her hard on the back of the head!

An Yan felt a sharp pain in the back of her head, her vision went dark, and she fainted quickly.

(End of this chapter)