Chapter 380: The Fallen Idol

The middle-aged man outside the door had long hair flowing, exuding a decadent temperament, with the distinct feel of an artist.

Even in the hot June summer, he was wearing a fall jacket.

As soon as the door opened, a faint scent of alcohol mixed with the smell of not having bathed for days, instantly covering up the fresh air scent in the room.

At first glance, he looked like a homeless person living under a bridge outside.

Ye Li had no time to speak.

The man outside the door began, "Hello, Ye Li... I, I'm Xie Chenlu... Chang Chuan said your studio is looking for designers, so I came to check it out."

Chang Chuan?

Luo Changchuan?

After a moment of confusion, she seemed to understand.

Ye Li stepped aside to let him in, "Mr. Xie, please come in."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Xie Chenlu entered with his head down, visibly uneasy.

A man dressed like a homeless person, with the aura of a homeless person.

Two young women.

Evening.