Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 15: 'Friends' who share the same joys and sorrows (please read~)

Come to the restaurant.

Perhaps attracted by the aroma of the food, the two of them stopped mentioning what happened in the car as soon as they arrived at the dinner table.

After ordering the dumplings and side dishes that everyone wanted to eat.

Xiang Yang and Comrade Lao Xiang each lit a cigarette and started chatting.

"Dad, let me ask you something." Xiang Yang lit a cigarette for his father and said with a very casual tone.

"If you have something to say, just say it."

Comrade Lao Xiang saw Xiang Yang's cautious look when asking for help. Out of professional habit, Comrade Lao Xiang narrowed his eyes slightly.Instantly, Xiang Yang felt a sense of oppression coming over him. He swallowed in a daze and said hesitantly:

"...Well, here's the thing. A friend of mine was rumored on the Internet to be in a relationship with a female star. Do you care about this?"

"Have a friend? Has it been published in the newspaper?"

Comrade Lao Xiang frowned at his son.

Xiang Yangmu shook his head blankly, his eyes suddenly drifting away, and said, "It's either been published in the newspaper or online."

"and then?"

"Nothing happened. There were just a lot of people who scolded them in a very unpleasant way. They said they were too high-minded and wanted to eat swan meat. You know, it was very unpleasant..."

After a while, Xiangyang hid part of what he knew and told it to Comrade Lao Xiang. When he talked about how he was derogated by others, he actually felt that he was quite unjust.

But he didn't dare to show it too much in front of Lao Xiang, so he could only swallow the bitterness in his stomach.

Comrade Lao Xiang, on the other hand, became more and more interesting the more he listened, and the solemn expression on his face disappeared at some point. After his son finished speaking, he thought for a moment and said:

"I can't control this matter, your father. The laws in this area are not yet complete. But if possible, you can ask your friend's company to send a lawyer's letter or something."

"Can a lawyer's letter be useful?"

"Not necessarily. Your father and I are not the ones who started this trap."

Upon hearing this, Xiang Yang sighed and muttered that what he had been doing for a long time was just a waste of time.

Lao Xiang glanced at the dumplings that hadn't been brought over yet, took two puffs of cigarette, thought for a moment and said:

"But having said that, these celebrities make so much money. What do you think we ordinary people can do to make so much money?"

"It's hard to say..."

Xiang Yang took a deep breath. To be honest, he still had many ways to make money. Forget about the industrial aspect, there were too many uncertainties. It was hard to believe whether it would be possible to imitate the unicorns in the market outlook. Easy to say.

But in my impression, in terms of stocks, there are many stocks that have doubled many times later. If you want to have money and leisure, you can still do it.

"You, don't be too arrogant."

When Lao Xiang heard this, he glanced at his son with complicated eyes. He only stayed for a second or two before he was attracted by the waiter who was walking not far away carrying dumplings.

"Eat first, eat first."

"Oh, okay."

Xiang Yang was also hungry. When he saw the steaming dumplings brought to him and smelled the tempting aroma of the dough, he felt a sense of hunger in his stomach, which made him stop thinking.

"If you don't eat actively, you have a problem with your brain."

Thinking of it, he picked up the chopsticks.

.......

At the foot of the mountain in early spring.

Even though it was a bright afternoon, there was a bit of bitingness in the breeze that hit my face, making the passing tourists and passers-by shrink their necks.

On both sides of the road, in addition to most of the small shops and kiosks selling tourist souvenirs, there are also one or two coffee shops that are struggling to operate under the old trees that have just sprouted branches.

Get out of the car and return to the door.

Xiangyang looked at the Xiangshan Mountain that was about to be decorated with peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains. When he was about to enter the door, his cell phone vibrated in his trouser pocket.

Take it out and take a look.

Liu Qianqian: I have dealt with the matter here, and those false reports should be removed soon.

Liu Qianqian: I still want to apologize to you for causing you trouble.

Liu Qianqian: I'm going to Wanwan to shoot the cover of Vogue magazine in the next few days. My mother wants to invite you to have dinner together and express her apology in person. Please don't refuse.

Looking at the three text messages, Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment.

"Hey, son, why are you standing at the door if you don't come in?"

Seeing his son standing at the door, staring at his phone and grinning, he always said hello to his comrade.

<divclass="contentadv">"Oh, reply to the message." Xiangyang responded, and with his head lowered, he immediately started typing on the keyboard of his mobile phone.

After typing a paragraph quickly, he felt unsatisfied.

To be honest, in less than half a day, as the matter unfolded, his heart was actually being subtly affected by public opinion.

From the beginning, I felt that there was a problem on my side, which provided an opportunity for the media who are good at catching rumors, and I felt a little embarrassed.

It gradually developed to the point where I felt stimulated by the comments made by netizens.

There is very little information about him in China, and what can be found on the Internet is only some information about his graduation exhibitions, awards, and his employment in the Hermès design team.

Therefore, the discussion on the Internet about his scandal with Liu Qianqian is basically one-sided.

After reading these words too many times, what man can’t care less?

Therefore, when he saw the message from Liu Qianqian, Xiang Yang suddenly started to laugh at himself, "What Jiang Mumu said makes no sense, what kind of man am I?"

But the moment the self-deprecating smile appeared on his face, it disappeared.

Don’t bully young people into being poor, don’t laugh at reborn people!

……

Before Liu Qianqian packed her things, Zhao Xin had already changed her flight.

My previous plan was to cooperate with the shooting team in Wanwan. I would need to stay for a few days, and everything I wanted to bring with me was ready.

So I changed my booking temporarily and everything went smoothly until departure.

"Sister Sissi, aunt asked me to come over and call you, get ready to go."

After putting their luggage in the car and preparing their personal documents, Zhao Xin walked back to the villa and said to Liu Qianqian, who was half-blocked by the bedroom door.

Liu Qianqian, who was holding her cell phone and waiting for Xiang Yang's reply, looked calm, "He might be busy and didn't see the message."

She thought about it and casually responded to Zhao Xin who was waiting at the door: "Okay, I'll come."

Just as he turned around, there was a vibration in his palm.

She looked down and saw a reminder of an unread message, from Xiangyang.

Xiang Yang: Thank you, thank you for your hard work.If you need any help, be sure to tell me. After all, we can be considered friends who share weal and woe.

friend?

Looking at this simple sentence, Liu Qianqian pursed her lips.

If it were an ordinary person because someone made such irresponsible remarks about them online, they would definitely be angry with themselves.It seemed that I was worrying too much, but I didn't expect that others were quite open-minded.

I wish...

I hope I am not a friend who can only bring trouble to the other party.

She walked out of the house and nodded to Zhao Xin. With an inadvertent smile on her face, she gently tapped on her phone with her fingers:

"Ok~"

Liu Qianqian’s reply was quick.

Xiangyang was chatting with Comrade Lao Xiang in the yard, and when he was about to go back to his house, he saw the text message.

"Dad, I'm going back to the house to rest for a while. I'm sleepy."

You don’t have to worry about the follow-up matters, as the whole thing has been digested by yourself.Xiang Yang suddenly felt that after seeing this reply, the tiredness that had been suppressed surged up.

"After eating too much, I go to bed. It's still the same as when I was a child."

Comrade Lao Xiang cheered when his son entered the house. After teasing him, he came to his exclusive recliner.

A white and black cat came to his chair at some point, curled up and slept on it, in a very relaxed posture.

"Hey, when are you coming back?"

Seeing the 'cow cat', Comrade Lao Xiang's attention immediately shifted away from his son. His tone sounded disgusting, but his movement of picking up the cat was unusually gentle, "Hey, go and play with a girl from somewhere." Did you get into trouble? "

Guaiguai: "Meow~"

Lao Xiang: "Well, it seems I'm tired from playing."

Xiang Yang: "."

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