Rebecca stopped her car outside a famous fashion gallery tower.

“Are you here to buy clothes?” Benyamin asked her.

“No, I came here to recruit a model,” Rebecca said. “Some top models come to this place every week, so it’s easy to contact them here.”

“Why do you need a model?” Benyamin said. “I think you’d easily pass for a model.”

“Haha, thanks for the compliment, but I have no interest in being a model,” Rebecca said.

“What about me?” Benjamin asked. “Didn’t you say you’d take me as a model?”