Chen Yun casually took off the clothes on the rack. The clothes on the shelf were either short for the butt or long enough to moisten the floor. As for the dresses that were of the right length, their styles were similar to those of the previous century.

Looking at Ruan Yingyu's clothes rack, they were all rather beautiful.

In the entertainment industry, everyone competed for benefits, especially since Xia Wanyuan and Ruan Yingyu were the two main actresses in the same drama. It was not the first time that Ruan Yingyu had targeted Xia Wanyuan.

It was obvious that the clothes had been specially changed by Ruan Yingyu's people.

However, there was no other choice. The makeup artist was occupied by Ruan Yingyu, and the clothes were not distributed well. Although the short skirt Xia Wanyuan was wearing today looked good, it did not match the stage for variety filming.

Chen Yun was thinking about whether he should go to the makeup shop outside and find someone to come over. However, clothes were also a big problem.

At that moment, Xia Wanyuan's phone rang.

"Hello? Okay."

Xia Wanyuan picked up the phone and said a few words before hanging up the phone, signaling Chen Yun to go out with her.

In the dressing room, Ruan Yingyu smiled smugly as she watched Xia Wanyuan leave.

She had long checked the surrounding map. There were no large-scale makeup workshops within five miles of the Watermelon TV Station.

With the traffic jam in Beijing, if Xia Wanyuan went to a faraway place to put on makeup and change her clothes, she would definitely not be able to attend the recording on time today.

"Hey, are we not recording anymore? Where are we going?" Chen Yun was confused by Xia Wanyuan's actions.

Although the makeup artists in the television station had indeed gone overboard, there was no need for us to stop filming, right? This variety show was still very useful in increasing Xia Wanyuan's fame.

"We're filming. I'm going to do my makeup."

"Where are we going?"

After leaving the television station, Chen Yun still did not understand where Xia Wanyuan was going.

Until Xia Wanyuan brought him out of the back door of the television station and got into a black commercial car parked by the roadside.

Chen Yun was stunned when he saw the full set of makeup bags and a few clothes racks in the MPV.

"Miss Xia, hello. I'm Liu Yun, the manager of Ya Zi's marketing department. Time is tight. Pick a set of clothes first, and then our makeup artist will come and help you put on your makeup." An extremely capable middle-aged woman in the car smiled and greeted Xia Wanyuan and Chen Yun.

Then, Liu Yun pointed at the clothes rack by the side, signaling Xia Wanyuan to choose one.

The clothes on the shelf were all very beautiful, so Xia Wanyuan casually pointed at one.

"Okay, let's get out of the car first. Call us when you're done changing." With that, Liu Yun closed all the car windows and got out of the car with the other staff and Chen Yun, leaving Xia Wanyuan inside to change.

After a while, Xia Wanyuan rolled down the car window. "I'm done changing."

"Okay." Liu Yun walked to a car in front and called for someone to come down.

Chen Yun's eyes widened when he saw the person getting out of the car in front.

That signature long silver hair and extremely punk-like clothes all showed that he was Mu Feng, the gold medal stylist known to be the most difficult to hire in the entertainment industry.

At this moment, Mu Feng's eyes were extremely impatient and emitted thick anger.

He was a genius designer that all the celebrities in the entertainment industry wanted to hire, and he was also the most domineering designer in the entire entertainment industry.

Because no matter how high your status or how rich you were, as long as Mu Feng thought you were ugly, he would definitely not do your makeup.

There was once an extremely rich first-rate female celebrity who was willing to spend five million dollars once to ask Mu Xiao to design her outfit for the gala. In the end, she was rendered speechless by Mu Feng's "too ugly. I won't even do it for fifty million dollars a time".

The entire entertainment industry could not hire him, much less Xia Wanyuan, who could barely be considered a C-list celebrity.

However, this morning, his private phone woke him up less than an hour after he went home to sleep after a good night's sleep.

The Old Master, who had always been angry at him for putting on makeup for others in the entertainment industry, actually asked him for a favor.

If it were anyone else, Mu Feng would definitely retort with "too ugly".

However, Old Master was clearly not among the others.

Hence, Mu Feng came here with a belly full of anger despite his sleepiness. He wanted to see which god had disturbed his dream.

He opened the car door heavily and looked up impatiently, only to see Xia Wanyuan tidying her skirt.

Xia Wanyuan, who heard the car door open, looked up. The clear waves entered the jade, and the snow froze to the bone.

Mu Feng felt as if all the anger in his body had been extinguished by this pair of cool eyes.

What followed was like a painter seeing Goddess Muse appear again. His eyes were filled with rich inspiration.

Back then, when Mu Feng chose to enter the entertainment industry to do the job that the old master said was not presentable, he felt that the feeling of being born beautiful in his hands was very good.

Now that he saw Xia Wanyuan, Mu Feng felt as if all the styles he had imagined in his mind had come to life.

"Hello." Xia Wanyuan bowed her head slightly in greeting.

"Hello." Mu Feng bowed back and eagerly picked up the makeup box by the side, wanting to see what he could mold this woman into.

Chen Yun was squatting by the road, and his phone was about to explode from the urging of the staff of the Watermelon TV.

There was a preview segment before they went on stage. The people from the television station only realized that there was someone missing after clicking on their names. They hurriedly contacted Chen Yun.

"Aiyah, you can't blame us for this. That makeup artist of yours is so busy. We waited for half an hour and no one came. Since the program is about to be recorded, we can only come out and do our makeup."

Chen Yun had a look of disdain on his face, but his tone was extremely positive. "Don't worry, she'll be here soon! It won't affect the recording."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yun could not help but mock, "You're stepping on the high and supporting the low. Now you know how to be anxious?"

"Where is she??? The program is about to start. I don't even know where this artiste is. Go and call her manager!"

There were only five minutes left until the show began. The other celebrities were already waiting in the holding area, but Xia Wanyuan was not here yet.

"Have you gotten through?! Where did she go? If you don't get her here soon, you don't have to work anymore." The few makeup artists in the station relied on their little power and often stepped on the high and flattered the low. Everyone knew about the benefits fee.

Normally, the person in charge would turn a blind eye to it. However, if anything went wrong because of this, he would definitely teach these people a lesson.

"He said she's here. Isn't that her manager?!" The staff member had just called when he saw Chen Yun walk over from the corner.

"Alright, inform all departments." The person in charge turned on the walkie-talkie and was about to inform everyone to be ready when he suddenly lost his voice.