Quickly wear me and start a career in this plane

"Ms. Li, the audience in the audience likes to watch such exciting performances. You should also know the process. Skip to the end and you don't have much fabric on your body." The stylist said in an ambiguous tone.

"I'm curious who came up with this show. If someone reported it in China, both the dancer and the organizer would have to go to jail." Qianxun asked half-jokingly.

"Ms. Li, don't use China as an example. They are an ancient country with a history of five thousand years. They pride themselves on respecting etiquette, justice and integrity." The stylist probably knows a little about the circles in China.

Idols from China really can't do whatever they want. If that idol from China openly announces that she wants to dance like this, the country will take action to ban her.

What the hell, he is doing things that explode his outlook on life day by day, leading a bunch of minors to bad behavior. How long will it take if he is not banned?

If a nation kneels down to flatter others, the country will have no hope.

"I understand, those who dance and those who watch are both beasts, without any sense of propriety, justice or shame." Qianxun said with sudden realization.

"Ahem, Miss Li is really a straightforward person." The stylist was choked by her bold remarks.

"Ms. Li, the time is almost up. I want to help you choose suitable clothes and give you a stunning look." The stylist saw that there was not much time and stopped chatting with this woman.

"Wait a minute, I have a partner who wants to perform together." Qianxun did not accept the strip of cloth handed over by the stylist.

This thing was so disgusting that she didn't even want to touch it.

"Ah? When will this show be changed to a pas de deux?" The stylist was shocked.

From ancient times to the present, in this show, a naturally beautiful woman performs, and all the men sit and watch below. The men can also bring their own female companions.

"Mr. Wei Jie made an exception for me. He was worried that I would be under pressure to perform on stage alone and would not perform well." Qianxun's ability to talk nonsense is getting better and better.

While talking, another client appeared in the fitting room.

"Mr. Wei." As soon as the stylist saw Wei Jie, a flattering smile appeared on his face. This man is the prince in the entertainment industry.

"Get him a look suitable for performing on stage." Qianxun pointed at Wei Jie and ordered the stylist.

"Li Qianxun, what kind of international joke are you kidding? He is my boss and your God of Wealth. You are going to perform on stage." The stylist glared at him and even omitted the polite address and called Qianxun by his first name.

"Listen to her." Wei Jie suddenly said, startling the stylist.

"Mr. Wei, I haven't heard of it. You want to perform." The stylist looked at Wei Jie blankly.

"I'm going to perform. Give me an exciting look. If you don't do this, you won't be able to survive in this industry." Wei Jie threatened him.

The stylist took a deep breath, fearing that he was hallucinating.

"These clothes are too conservative. I think the clothes I wore are so cool. We are on stage together, so we can't have two styles." Qianxun picked up the scissors and fiddled with Wei Jie's clothes. The fabric became less and less, until only a few strips of fabric were left hanging on my body.

The stylist was already in a mess. It was rumored that Li Qianxun wanted to marry into a wealthy family, so he had to use this dance method to win the favor of the prince, and then become his woman and marry into a wealthy family.

Damn, this is the prince who can sacrifice himself for women at any time.

"This look is good, but it's too eye-catching." Qianxun took a look and wrote the word "dislike" on her forehead.

"Ms. Li, you have to change into the same style of clothes." The stylist was still recommending.

Qianxun walked over with scissors and cut them row by row, turning all the clothes into a pile of garbage.

"Ms. Li, you are crazy. These are luxury clothes designed by top designers. Each one is very expensive. You have damaged so many, can you afford to pay for it?" the stylist was about to shout.

Qianxun took out a rolled special leather whip from his bag and whipped it into his face.

"Tell me the name of the designer, and I will ask him to wear something like this when going out to see how shameless he is." Qianxun flicked the whip on his right cheek again.

"Who are you? I'm free to wear whatever I want. If you dare to tell me what to do, I'll chop off your hands and feet." Qianxun stared at the stylist murderously.

"Mr. Wei, look at your woman, she is so lawless. If you are asked to dress like this to perform on stage, do you still want your face?" The stylist didn't know the horror of Qian Xun, so he jumped on his feet and shouted. .

"Sister is now the queen, and he is my slave. If you want to file a complaint, you have found the wrong person." Qianxun suddenly waved the whip in his hand, beating the stylist and running away with his head in his arms.

Even though he dodged left and right, he still received a solid beating with the whip.

"If you dare to ask for revenge, I will prevent you from seeing the sun tomorrow." Before taking the stage, Qianxun turned around and glared at him.

The stylist huddled in a corner, shivering.

This woman is crazy, and she doesn't do anything lightly or harshly.

Qianxun can make Wei Jie look like a beast on the stage, so he must be capable of killing himself, a nobody.

The stylist bullied the weak and feared the strong. When Qianxun and Wei Jie went to the stage to perform, he did not dare to go out and persuade them to come over.

"Look at how boring it is for me to dance alone. If women and men turn off the lights and take off their clothes, everyone will look the same and not worth seeing." Qianxun had something similar to a dog leash in his hand.

Behind her is a man wearing a dog necklace.

"Yo yo yo, what kind of new show is this? Is it a pas de deux? It looks so exciting." Someone in the audience shouted excitedly.

"Yes, he's a boy. He's handsome. He's good-looking. He's tall and has long legs." Those who can come to the infield to watch such a show must be rich and have fun.

"I will perform an animal taming game for everyone present." Qianxun pulled the rope in her hand, revealing the whole face of the man hidden behind her.

"Wei Jie, Prince, I am not blind, look at the way he is tied up, what a good thing." The people in this circle are all human beings, and they can recognize the beast as Wei Jie at a glance. Jie, everyone opened their mouths in shock, as if they had seen a ghost.

Wei Jie is the second generation of rich people. His father has opened several companies and has many artists under his banner. He is the lucky one who has won even while lying down.

Wei Jie fell in love with a young and beautiful woman one day.

He has always been the one who humiliated and objectified women. No one thought that Wei Jie would be willing to become a dog in the hands of a female idol.

Wei Jie really fell in love with Li Qianxun. This is the reason everyone can think of.

When the performance began, Qianxun was dressed appropriately. She waved a whip and beat Wei Jie as he ran wildly on the stage. The scene of lashing the whip was so real that the smiles on the faces of the spectators below were a little unbearable.

They wanted to see women as their playthings, and men's pride was at work. They couldn't be happy to see Wei Jie, a grown man, crying for his father and mother after being beaten by Qian Xun.