Chapter 444: Chapter 210: Who Says Dragon Country Has No Men? (Part 4)

Mirta was very excited, saying, "Mr. Yang, just strike a few masculine poses, make sure they feel natural, not forced."

Yang Chen nodded, walked a few steps, and then gazed melancholically out the window.

The female staff watching instantly became restless.

"Wow! So handsome!"

"Even more handsome than Wu Yanzu!"

"Oh, that melancholic look in his eyes, too seductive."

"I have a natural weakness for melancholic men, even more so for walking hormones, I’m already captivated."

...

Yuan Kun, standing nearby, said with dissatisfaction, "What’s this? Just a few random steps and they start screaming like that?"

"Good! Very good! Nice! Good! Nice..." Mirta kept praising incessantly while taking photos.

Even Yang Chen started to doubt if this foreigner had any taste at all. Just a couple of steps and a glance out the window, and they keep saying good and nice, is it that exaggerated?

Mirta: "Mr. Yang, give me a wild and unrestrained look, preferably showing a bit of your strong chest. Please, I hope you can sacrifice a little for art."

Sigh...

This 3 million is not easy to earn.

Yang Chen took off his outer garment, unbuttoned his shirt, and showcased his strong chest in a tantalizing yet subtle way.

The female staff immediately shyly covered their faces, then peeked through their fingers at Yang Chen’s chest.

Some bolder ladies directly took out their phones to photograph Yang Chen’s chest.

More exaggerated was a divorced woman in her thirties who actually gulped, and everyone in the studio heard it.

Li Feipeng was speechless and said, "Can you control yourselves a bit? Don’t embarrass me in front of the guest, every one of you is acting as if you’ve never seen a man before."

"Chief Editor, we’ve seen plenty of men, but one as enticing as him, it’s our first time."

"Nowadays, a lot of men are indeed handsome, but they have this overly effeminate vibe, even more delicate than me. It’s rare to see someone handsome yet naturally exuding masculinity in every gesture, hard to come across."

"Chief Editor, should we sign him as our exclusive model? I think it’s worth a try."

"Yes, yes, yes, he’s definitely better than some of those effeminate types."

...

Li Feipeng laughed and said, "I also have this thought. When the shoot is over, I’ll have a chat with him."

Half an hour passed quickly, involving just a few sets of movements.

"OK! Half an hour’s up, I have to go!" Yang Chen said.

Mirta was still unsatisfied, wanting to take more shots, especially different styles featuring Yang Chen.

Li Feipeng: "Mr. Yang, thank you for your help. Mr. Mirta, what do you think? Does Mr. Yang have the potential to be a professional model?"

Mirta: "Of course, I think he can definitely become the best male model in Dragon Country, even in Asia."

Having the affirmation of a professional, Li Feipeng boldly said to Yang Chen, "Mr. Yang, we really want to sign you. Name your price."

Yang Chen shook his head and said, "I’m not interested in being a model. Thank you for the offer, President Li."

Li Feipeng: "How about this, an annual salary of 10 million, and at most two shoots a month. Is that alright?"

Everyone was taken aback. An annual salary of 10 million, with only two shoots a month, even renowned models wouldn’t get such a good deal.

However, Yang Chen shook his head and replied, "No, thank you. I still prefer driving ride-hailing, I don’t want to be a model."

What?

Brother, do you want to reconsider your answer?

A million a year, working only twice a month, and instead you choose to drive a ride-hailing car?

Brother, are you sure your head is screwed on right?

Li Feipeng: "Brother, I mean no disrespect, but how can I not understand your thinking? An annual salary of 10 million, taking photos twice a month, isn’t that much easier and more lucrative than driving a ride-hailing car?"

Yang Chen: "I personally have no strong desire for money. I drive ride-hailing to experience life, not for making money. Fame and fortune to me are like floating clouds, I just seek a life of freedom."

Everyone gave him approving looks.

Mirta: "No wonder Mr. Yang’s casual moves are poses that others can’t replicate. Because your lifestyle is so free, naturally you’ve cultivated the ability to turn any move into a pose, you’re truly a rare modeling genius. Mr. Yang, can I have your contact information? If there’s a need in the future and you happen to have time, I hope I can take pictures for you again."

Yang Chen nodded and exchanged numbers with Mirta.

Li Feipeng also hurriedly exchanged numbers with Yang Chen and said with a smile, "If Mr. Yang is interested in entering the fashion or entertainment industry, I can make connections for you, just say the word."

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, "Sure! We’ll see if there’s a need."

Then, Yang Chen walked up to the pitiful little assistant and asked, "Do you want to change jobs? If you need a change, come with me now. It’s still an assistant job, but I guarantee you can do it with dignity."

The little assistant immediately burst into tears and nodded, "I’m willing, willing!"

Yuan Kun immediately said, "Dare you leave just like that! The penalty fee will bury you!"

Li Feipeng wanted to do Yang Chen a favor, making it easier to hire him for shoots in the future.

"Yuan Kun, I told you to get lost, don’t you understand human language? I’ll call Mandy, let’s see if she dares to make this young lady pay a penalty! If your modeling agency still wants to stay relevant in the fashion industry, you’d better behave in my presence." Li Feipeng said unceremoniously.

There are several top magazines in Dragon Country, such as GQ, Esquire, Harper’s Bazaar, and Men’s Uno.

Many big-name stars have to make appointments to be featured in these magazines, it’s not something you can just jump into.

A mere modeling agency was of no concern to Li Feipeng.

Sister Mandy wouldn’t dare offend Li Feipeng over a few tens of thousands in penalty fees from a little assistant, thereby cutting off all business for their company’s artists in the fashion circle.

So, Li Feipeng wasn’t just bluffing; he actually meant what he said.

Li Feipeng smiled at Yang Chen and said, "Mr. Yang, you take her with you. I’ll deal with Mandy and ensure she won’t have any trouble."

Yang Chen smiled and said, "Alright! I’ll thank President Li in advance. Everyone, until we meet again!"

With that, Yang Chen left with the little assistant.

Everyone watched Yang Chen’s chic and hormonally-charged back, all with faces of enjoyment and reluctance.

Though it cost half an hour, Yang Chen earned three million, found Yanni a willing assistant, made connections in the fashion circle, and got to know a world-class photographer, it was very worthwhile.

Yang Chen himself certainly wasn’t interested in the so-called fashion world, but his hosts and artists under him still very much needed resources from the fashion world.

For instance, the Bazaar Night is hosted by Harper’s Bazaar, where many A-list celebrities compete to make an appearance, illustrating the power of the fashion industry.