'WELCOME TO THE 7TH WORLD HOST!'
As soon as Jinli opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was the different kinds of suits and high-quality clothing.
"Young Master, we already checked the newly arrived clothing for the fashion week." one of the men wearing a black suit whispered near his ears.
[Young master?]
'DING! HOST INFORMATION UNLOCKED!'
'Chen Zixuan, 30 years old and single. Son of the owner of the Chensu Company, one of the biggest fashion companies in Beijing. This one is your shop. You came here because your father asked you to check the stocks. These men in black are your bodyguards'
Chen Zixuan turned his head, and he met the wall mirror. Darker black hair, brushed upwards with small strands on his forehead. Fox-like obsidian eyes, giving you a cold glare. Thin straight lips and high-bridged nose.
