After faking his death, he stopped pretending to be a substitute.

Chu Yanyi was driving, and Brett and Hall were sitting in the back seat. The car was driving at a constant speed on the road. Brett hadn't stopped talking since he got in the car, and kept talking about Hall's bad things after getting married. .

There was no displeasure on Hall's face. Instead, he listened carefully and occasionally showed an indulgent smile.

Brett is obviously five or six years older than Hall. Many times he is like a rebellious child in front of Hall, always doing some rebellious behavior to attract his parents' attention.

If a person always likes to do something deliberately to attract other people's attention, it means that this person most likely likes the other person.

Chu Yanyi looked through the rearview mirror in the car, knowing that Brett was probably in love with Hall, so he would test it and do something that challenged Hall's bottom line.

Arriving at the charming entrance, Chu Yanyi got out of the car and handed the car keys to the parking attendant. The waiter led him to the dream box.

There was only Wen Zhizhi in the box, and the expensive red wine on the coffee table.

"Who are these two?"

Wen Zhizhi only knew Chu Yanyi's identity not long ago, so he had not met Brett and Hall.

Chu Yanyi introduced: "My eldest brother Brett and his new husband Hall."

Wen Zhizhi raised his cup with a smile on his face: "I am Wen Zhizhi, my English name is Hedy. I would like to propose a toast to you, and wish you a long life together and be united forever."

Brett and Hall raised their glasses at the same time and clinked their glasses with her: "Thank you."

After Wen Zhizhi put down the cup, Chu Yanyi asked her, "Where is the male model you introduced to me?"

"What's the rush? They'll be here soon."

"Them? Is there more than one?"

Wen Zhizhi put his hand on Chu Yanyi's shoulder and raised his lips: "Of course, I have called you seven or eight times, and I will definitely satisfy you."

Chu Yanyi frowned slightly, feeling that what she said next was a bit strange, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"No need for so many, I only need one."

"I know you don't care much about your essence. When they come, you can choose the one you are most satisfied with."

Chu Yanyi thought so, so he stopped worrying about it and changed the topic: "Where is Rong Yu? Why didn't you ask him to play today?"

Wen Zhizhi took a sip of wine and said, "I called. Brother Yandong answered the phone and said it was inconvenient for Rong Yu to go out."

Chu Yanyi raised his eyebrows. Rong Yu was caught by Song Yandong in the bar a few days ago, and he must have been punished by Song Yandong. Apparently, he was punished quite badly.

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door outside the box.

Wen Zhizhi said "come in", and the box door was pushed open. Seven or eight boys wearing black tight trousers and black sleeveless waistcoat T-shirts walked in and stood side by side facing several people.

They are all over 180cm tall, handsome in appearance, and have perfect bodies.

Even Brett, who had always only liked girls, couldn't help but stare at it again and again.

"Does it look good?"

"Of course -" Sensing the invisible pressure in Hall's tone, Brett's eyelids twitched unconsciously, and he immediately changed his words: "It doesn't look good."

Hall's tone was slightly cold: "It doesn't look good, so what are you staring at?"

Brett's handsome and profound face was a little stiff.

He was not allowed to look at women before, but now he is not even allowed to look at men.

Is this damn wolf cub still a human? !

Brett was about to open his mouth to reply, but then he thought about his butt that had been tortured a few days ago and was still not fully healed. He shrank his neck and retorted in a cowardly voice: "I wasn't staring at them."

Hall was noncommittal and raised his hand to turn his head so that it faced him.

He was wearing a white silk shirt today, and when he inadvertently raised his chest, his chest muscles were looming under the fabric.

Brett's throat was rolling up and down, and his head was full of pornographic movies about people being pressed under him.

Wen Zhizhi nudged Chu Yanyi with his elbow: "How are you? Are you satisfied?"

Chu Yanyi did not answer her immediately. After pondering for a moment, a cold voice sounded: "Where did you find these people? They have good looks and figures, but their temperament is too vulgar."

"You are just picking a one-night stand, not a love partner. As long as the looks and figure are decent, they can satisfy you and serve you comfortably, why do you care about their temperament? These are popular male models who are famous for their charm. They are good at serving people, and any one of them will definitely make you want to die. "

"Cough, cough..." Chu Yanyi, who was drinking from a cup, choked on his wine after hearing Wen Zhizhi's words.

Wen Zhizhi stretched out a hand and put it on his back, patting him a few times to calm him down.

"This is not your first time drinking. How can you choke even after drinking?" As the culprit, she had no idea that the other person was choked because of her words.

Chu Yanyi calmed down and took out a tissue to wipe the wine stains from his mouth.

"I asked you to help me find male models. They are models who will participate in the Fash-IN fashion design competition. I am not asking you to help me find PY transaction partners."

Wen Zhizhi smiled coquettishly: "Hey...Shine, you didn't say that clearly. I asked you if my cousin couldn't satisfy you, and you said 'hmm' at that time."

Chu Yanyi: "..."

When he called Wen Zhizhi to talk about this last time, there was a sudden knock on the door outside the office. He didn't pay attention to what Wen Zhizhi said and hung up the phone with a perfunctory "hmm".

Thinking about it now, Wen Zhizhi obviously misunderstood that the male model he was looking for was one of those ducks in the club who was engaged in PY trading because of this "hmm".

Alas, it's all Song Yanxi's fault. If he hadn't knocked on the door, I wouldn't have hung up the phone without explaining it clearly.

Seeing his speechless and helpless look, Wen Zhi knew: "The main purpose of models is to allow designers to better display clothes. These people have good looks and figures. Maybe you can pick a suitable candidate from among them?"

When selecting clothing catwalk models, you must not only consider height, weight, facial features, body proportions, skin color, hair texture, etc., but also consider the type of clothing and the model's temperament.

Chu Yanyi thought about it calmly. There was only half a month left before the competition. Time was tight, so he could only treat the dead horse as a doctor to see if he could find a dusty pearl among these people.

He raised his chin and glanced at everyone: "Are you all charming male models?"

"Yes."

"I have a request now. I wonder if you are willing to accept it?"

"Meeting the needs of our guests is our service tenet."

"Very good." Chu Yanyi nodded with satisfaction: "Now please take off all your clothes and pants."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and after looking at each other, they took off their clothes and pants without any hesitation, leaving only a pair of sexy panties on each person.

Brett wanted to look, but Hall covered his eyes with his hands and said in a warning tone: "Don't look."

Brett gave up peeping and said in confusion: "What does Shine want to do?"

Wen Zhizhi secretly took a photo with his mobile phone, found [Wrongful Cousin] in his WeChat address book and sent it to him.

Within a few seconds, the other party responded.

[Wen Zhizhi, what do you mean? 】

Wen Zhizhi held the phone and typed slowly on the keyboard with one hand: [These people in the photo are the male models in the club that Shine asked me to find for him. Shine just ordered them to take off their clothes and pants. If you don't come here, there will be a green grassland above your head. 】

[Which club are you in? 】

【Want to know? The fixed price is three million. 】

In less than half a minute, Wen Zhizhi's phone rang with a message, "Your card with the last number XXXX... has received .00 yuan, and the current balance is XXX yuan."

After confirming that there were six "0"s in front of the decimal point, Wen Zhizhi replied happily: [Charming color. 】