62: Supermodel Irina

The next day.

9:00 AM.

The front desk's private line rang softly, and Cao Lang opened his eyes right on time.

What a wonderful sleep.

The front desk wouldn't wake Cao Lang before nine, so the fact it rang right at nine meant the other party had likely been waiting for some time.

Cao Lang answered, and the sweet voice of the front desk lady spoke.

"Respected Mr. Cao, sorry to disturb you. Your driver, Zhang Shuo, and a foreign friend would like to come up to see you. Shall I let them up?"

"Oh, send them up."

Cao Lang sprang up from the bed with a kip-up.

Ever since taking the little blue pill, his physical stats had been getting higher and higher; even a difficult move like a kip-up was easy to perform.

A foreign friend?

Is Zhang Shuo's efficiency really this high?

Ding-ling-ling.

The doorbell rang.

Cao Lang got dressed and opened the door. He was met by a bowing Zhang Shuo, and behind him stood a tall foreign beauty whom he had to look up slightly to see!

What caught his eye were a pair of incredibly long legs, a slender waist, a perfectly rounded figure, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and dazzling blonde hair draped casually over her shoulders.

"Mr. Cao, this is Irina. I'll leave you to it then."

Zhang Shuo tactfully took his leave without saying much else.

Cao Lang gave him a deep look. This kid's efficiency was truly high!

"Please come in, Miss Irina."

Cao Lang acted very gentlemanly as he invited the tall beauty inside.

At the same time, the system's detection sound rang out.

[Cashback-eligible beauty detected. View information?]

"View."

Name: Irina

Age: 25

Height: 185 cm

Weight: 65 kg

Appearance: 91

Figure: 94

Experience: T3

These scores feel a bit low.

As expected, Cao Lang had a filter when it came to foreign beauties.

Perhaps she wasn't a top-tier beauty, but Cao Lang had never seen this type before.

A rarity; imported goods are always fresh.

Irina bowed slightly, walked in gently, and said in broken Chinese, "Nee-hao, my name is Irina, I come from France."

Cao Lang immediately replied in fluent French, "Hello, my name is Cao Lang. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Wow, you speak French, and your accent is so authentic!"

Irina covered her mouth in surprise, her beautiful eyes widening; her light blue pupils were exceptionally beautiful.

In Cao Lang's eyes, she looked no different from an elf!

"Yes, I learned a little bit before."

Cao Lang casually flexed a bit.

In a foreign land, meeting a Chinese man who spoke pure French was like dry wood meeting a raging fire for Irina; her favorability toward him shot up instantly!

She had come to China alone to make a living but had faced repeated setbacks. Now, meeting Cao Lang who shared her language, her desire to vent immediately surfaced.

After entering, the two of them sat down on the spacious sofa.

Irina curiously looked around the luxurious presidential suite, a hint of wonder flashing in her eyes. Then, she looked at Cao Lang with poise and said in French, "Hello, Mr. Cao, I am Irina. I heard from your driver, Zhang Shuo, that you could offer me a job?"

Her voice was crisp, with the unique accent of a French woman, sounding quite charming.

"I heard you're a model?" Cao Lang poured himself a glass of red wine and gestured to Irina.

Irina waved her hand and smiled, "Thank you, I just got off the plane and I'm not thirsty yet. Yes, I am a supermodel, but the competition in France is too fierce. I heard the Chinese market is very large, so I wanted to give it a try. I didn't expect that over here, models as tall as me aren't popular at all; many brands find it too oppressive."

She shrugged with a helpless expression. "Zhang Shuo said you might have a way, so I flew over immediately."

"A job is easy enough to arrange."

Cao Lang stroked his chin.

He could have Li Na arrange a job for Irina, but the 'job' Zhang Shuo spoke of likely meant something else, right?

Irina sat on the sofa, her incredibly long legs encased in jeans. Her proportions were perfect as she kept them together and slanted to the side.

"Irina, there's a job even easier than being a supermodel. I wonder if you're interested?"

She had flown all this way; if he didn't get to enjoy her now, wouldn't the flight be in vain?

"Oh? What kind of job?" Irina's eyes lit up, filled with hidden expectation.

"Personally, I really like elves—the kind with the pointed ears. I feel like you're very much like the elf I imagine."

Irina lowered her head shyly; his words were both ambiguous and direct.

To put it bluntly, it was to do cosplay for him.

"One hundred thousand a month, I wonder if you can accept that?"

Irina asked cautiously.

In her heart, this price was indeed a bit expensive.

But she believed she had her advantages—being of a different race, after all. Besides, since the other party lived in such a luxury hotel, it should be fine to hike the price up a bit, right?

"Deal."

Cao Lang responded with a smile. Upon hearing this, Irina was overjoyed, a beautiful smile blooming on her face as if she were the one taking a huge advantage of Cao Lang.

The Chinese man before her exuded confidence in every gesture. That indescribable calmness had a unique mature masculine charm; at least serving someone like him didn't mean dealing with a beer belly!

Irina was very satisfied!

Furthermore, she had been single for a long time; if she stayed single any longer, she was going to get depressed! As everyone knows, sexual attitudes abroad are relatively open.

So Irina had long wanted to find a Chinese boyfriend. This one was even willing to give her pocket money—it was much better than working!

Zhang Shuo really hadn't lied to her!

"Come here."

Cao Lang beckoned.

Irina tucked her blonde hair behind her ear and walked over with enchanting grace, sitting directly in Cao Lang's lap.

A faint scent of French perfume entered his nose. Is this the legendary elf?

Even a former goblin now had the chance to taste something fresh.

Cao Lang felt slightly excited; he had only experienced one ten-thousandth of a rich man's life.

In the past, he hadn't even seen a foreigner, but now for just a hundred thousand, he could have one for a whole month.

Skipping all the tedious and exhausting steps of courtship and going straight to holding hands—the cost-performance ratio couldn't be better.

"Irina, your legs are so long. In China, we call legs like yours 'Leg Spirit'!"

"Leg Spirit? What a scary name. Why not call them 'Leg Goddess'?"

Irina lay back on the sofa and lifted her incredibly long legs, actually resting them on Cao Lang's shoulders. Her light blue eyes were filled with extreme temptation.

Watching the bold and uninhibited blonde beauty allowed Cao Lang to experience what exotic charm truly was... Just then, a message flashed on Cao Lang's phone.

On Wang Tangtang's side, she was on the verge of a breakdown... Today, Xingyao Film and Television Company announced the next batch of actor slots, and unsurprisingly, her name wasn't there.

Seeing Zhang Liang's vicious gaze, she knew she really couldn't stay here anymore.

However, she hadn't forgotten her agreement with Cao Lang.

At noon today, Wang Tangtang wanted to treat Cao Lang to lunch.

To apologize for missing their appointment last night.

But Cao Lang was currently busy conquering the elf and had no time to check her message.

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