847: Chapter 847 [Is Face Swiping Okay?] 847: Chapter 847 [Is Face Swiping Okay?] Both women were smart and could see that Qingliu Yiye was being perfunctory, which made them even more curious and determined to find out what it was.

Ye Chenfeng’s face was quite a sight, as these two women had directly rendered Qingliu Yiye frustrated.

Gu Jundie found an opportunity to come to Ye Chenfeng’s side and quietly asked, “Did you tell Principal Lu?”

In Gu Jundie’s view, only Ye Chenfeng could tell Lu Wanqing such nonsensical things.

Like the last time Ye Chenfeng told her about the song “Night Butterfly.”

“Yes, I told Lu Wanqing.” Ye Chenfeng timidly nodded.

From the look on Gu Jundie’s face, it seemed she knew the truth.

If she told Lu Wanqing, Lu Wanqing would really flip out, probably chase him around the entire venue, and in desperation, might even jump into the sea herself.

After all, it was a matter of reputation.

Thinking of that scenario made Ye Chenfeng’s scalp tingle.

No matter how much he calculated, he did not expect Lu Wanqing to directly ask Qingliu Yiye, this little devil.

“Oh, oh!” Gu Jundie nodded thoughtfully and then asked, “Are the films from their country any good?

Have you seen any?”

Gu Jundie’s consecutive questions left Ye Chenfeng dumbfounded.

Are these three women really this adorably clueless?

Ye Chenfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, Gu Jundie didn’t know the full truth.

Otherwise, today would have been a disaster.

“I haven’t seen them.

Why don’t you ask Fanfan?” Ye Chenfeng casually found an excuse to divert Gu Jundie’s attention.

“Alright!”

Gu Jundie showed a regretful expression but did not go to ask Qingliu Yiye.

Due to her status, she couldn’t be as casual as Lu Wanqing.

“Alright, let me take you all to taste some Italian flavors?” Qingliu Yiye smoothly changed the topic.

Qingliu Yiye was so embarrassed that he was breaking into a cold sweat; better change the topic quickly.

Who knew what else Lu Wanqing and Chu Qingxue might ask.

On the way to the restaurant, Chu Qingxue and others were still discussing quietly, each expressing their opinions.

They had watched the first and second parts of Caribbean Pirates together in the cinema, so they remembered it vividly.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t even dare to get close to them, fearing their conversation might shift to him.

He silently hoped they would just turn the page and move on.

The restaurant was inside the venue, and Qingliu Yiye had chosen a proper Italian restaurant.

The food and service were excellent.

“Congratulations, Mr.

Nicholas, for being selected as today’s lucky guest!

Your reward is a complimentary meal for your table!” the waiter said excitedly.

“Lucky guest?” Everyone was stunned.

Such luck!

But then everyone thought, it must be because of Ye Chenfeng.

Even the restaurants wanted to curry favor with him.

Ye Chenfeng, however, looked like he was refusing: “No, don’t do this.

We never take advantage.

Do we look like we’re short on money?”

“N-no, Mr.

Nicholas must be very wealthy,” the waitress stammered, sweating.

The person in front of her could probably get her fired with just a look.

Ye Chenfeng nodded: “That’s right, we’re not short on money, and we didn’t come here for a free meal.

Go on, Fanfan!”

Saying this, Ye Chenfeng pulled Qingliu Yiye over.

Qingliu Yiye smiled and followed the waiter to pay the bill.

Chu Qingxue and the others were speechless.

Ye Chenfeng was clearly intent on making Qingliu Yiye suffer, but Qingliu Yiye remained silent and allowed Ye Chenfeng to take advantage of him.

In the afternoon, the fashion show began.

For Chu Qingxue and the others, they were probably appreciating the creativity of the clothes, but for Ye Chenfeng, it was all about the models on stage.

The afternoon fashion show included several countries, including Korea from Asia.

“Miss Qingxue, I’ll go take a look at the Korean fashion show first.

Their company collaborates with ours, and the president is a good friend of mine.

I’ll head over there first.” Qingliu Yiye used this as an excuse to leave for the Korean fashion show.

After attending another fashion show, and hearing that the Korean fashion show was about to start, the group decided to go.

Ye Chenfeng had no objections; after all, no matter where he went, he would be looking at models.

A change of scenery didn’t hurt, and he hadn’t seen Asian models yet.

The Korean fashion show’s location was relatively remote, as Asia was not highly regarded among the four major fashion weeks and was considered niche.

So getting to the Korean fashion show would take some time, and the Divine Land fashion show’s location was even more remote, indicating they weren’t taken seriously at all.

“Excuse me, are you from Korea, Japan, or the Divine Land?” At the entrance of the venue, Ye Chenfeng and the group were stopped.

The Korean fashion show staff didn’t attend the morning press conference and were unaware of today’s events, so most people didn’t recognize Ye Chenfeng and Chu Qingxue, including these staff members, which is why they asked the question.

Ye Chenfeng was slightly taken aback: “Why does it matter?”

“Yes, sir,” the staff member nodded, insisting on knowing their nationality.

“We are from the Divine Land!”

As soon as Ye Chenfeng spoke, the staff issued an eviction order: “Sorry, gentlemen and ladies, the tickets for our fashion show are sold out.

Please go to other venues.”

“But there are still tickets!” Ye Chenfeng glanced at the table, where there was still a stack of tickets.

“You still have tickets, why can’t we buy them?”

…

Several voices chimed in.

Apparently, they were not the only ones from the Divine Land being stopped.

These people were very angry and didn’t leave, probably wanting an explanation.

Other venues had no restrictions, but here they were being restricted and not even allowed to buy tickets.

It was clear discrimination; how could they not be angry?

“Sorry, sir, these tickets have already been reserved,” the staff quickly explained, putting away the stack of tickets.

Ye Chenfeng laughed: “Can’t I use my face then?”

He had realized by now that these people didn’t recognize him, but he said it casually.

“No!

Sir, please leave!” Seeing Ye Chenfeng persist, the staff’s face turned grim, and their tone grew impatient.

“Ha!” Ye Chenfeng sneered, “I’ve attended several fashion shows where no one asked for tickets.

Why do you need tickets here, especially when you have them but won’t sell them?”

“You people from the Divine Land are like this; other venues also need tickets.

If you got in, you must have snuck in without paying, right?

Sneaking in and stealing are your habits.” The venue staff was furious: “Divine Land companies are always trying to get into our fashion shows, definitely to steal our ideas and produce knockoffs, right?”