C15 She Was Chosen

Luh Xinxin said, "This designer, Mr. Xu, is currently the hottest name in the fashion industry. He's won countless awards and is known for his talent and looks. The more talented someone is, the quirkier their taste can be. Who knows what he's looking for? But once we're in there, let's give it our best. If he picks us to sign with his company, we'll hit the jackpot."

Ann Xiaomin nodded in agreement, straightening her back even more.

The temporary office space was huge, and Ann Xiaomin, along with five other models, stood in a line like contestants in a beauty pageant, waiting to see who would be chosen.

Behind the desk, a man sat with his head down, elbows resting on the table, fingers long and pale like porcelain. From Xiaomin's perspective, all she could see was his jet-black hair and those elegant fingers.

It seemed Mr. Xu was having trouble finding the right person, and even Ms. Xia spoke with caution. "Boss, this is the last group of models."

The man lifted his head, revealing a strikingly handsome face. Ann Xiaomin had never seen anyone this good-looking, not even the heartthrobs on TV.

The models who came in with her couldn't take their eyes off Xu Yuchen, their gazes filled with admiration.

Xu Yuchen seemed used to the attention from women. He scanned the models from left to right, his gaze passing over Ann Xiaomin, only to suddenly return to her as if he had almost missed something wonderful.

His gaze was sharp, making Ann Xiaomin a bit nervous.

"She stays, the rest can leave," Xu Yuchen said, slightly lifting his chin and pointing at Ann Xiaomin.

Soon, Ms. Xia led the other models out. As Luh Xinxin left, she smiled and whispered to Ann Xiaomin, "Good luck."

Now, only Xu Yuchen and Ann Xiaomin were left in the office.

When Xu Yuchen stood up from his chair, Ann Xiaomin realized how tall he was, probably around six feet one. With his handsome face and great physique, it's no wonder he could charm even the most discerning female models.

Xu Yuchen approached Ann Xiaomin, his gaze scanning her from head to toe like an X-ray. Ann Xiaomin didn't dare move a muscle.

"Walk around a bit."

"Huh? Okay."

This must be a test of her runway walk; she needed to do well.

Following his instructions, Ann Xiaomin walked back and forth in the office.

After a moment of silence, Xu Yuchen spoke, "Great, you're the one."

Ann Xiaomin: "..."

What does he mean by "the one"?

The runway show was nearing its end, and Gu Junbai and Chiang Chen, sitting in the front row, were losing patience, having been coerced by Xu Yuchen to attend.

Chiang Chen sighed, "The models have great figures, but why isn't there a single one with a truly beautiful face?"

Junbai detested fashion shows, but he kept his opinions to himself. He wouldn't have been caught dead at one if his best friend hadn't personally asked him to come. Just as a reporter tried to snap a photo of him, Junbai's bodyguard stepped in to stop them.

Junbai never appeared in the media, so few people knew what the CEO of the industry giant, Boyu Group, looked like. The crowd here had no idea that the strikingly handsome man before them was the head of Boyu. Nevertheless, Junbai's personal charm was undeniable. Many young women in the audience gazed at him with admiration, but he didn't spare them a single glance.