Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 154 Lao Xiang who dislikes Liu Qianqian (please subscribe!)

"Xiang, I really didn't expect that the higher-ups would pay attention to our private lives."

A breeze blew by, and a smile spread across Little John's lips.

"Well, indeed."

Xiang Yang nodded with approval. Sitting at the door of the coffee shop, he took a deep breath from the cigarette in his hand, looked up at the lush green trees, and his eyes became profound.

The top management of Hermès was surprised by the surprise brought by the change.

In addition, as a person with past life memories, he felt more that this might be related to the acquisition initiated by LVMH Group.

No matter how secretive the acquisition is, it will reveal its flaws.

Changes in the stock market cannot go unnoticed by the top elites at the top.

Maybe this is because of the butterfly effect brought about by what I have done.

Maybe Pierre and Patrick want to send some signals to the outside world through certain actions.

Xiang Yang, who couldn't remember the specific time when the group that could never satisfy his appetite, would initiate the acquisition of Tiffany, roughly figured it out in his mind.

gave this answer.

The watch and jewelry department has always been the weak spot of LVMH Group. It does not even contribute 10% of its annual turnover and is far behind Richemont Group, which owns Cartier.

But the Hermès jewelry collection.

It seems to be even more troubled.

In 1920, Hermès established a jewelry department and launched the "Collier de Chien" bracelet and "Filet de Selle". However, due to too much emphasis on leather products, this department later disappeared.

It was not until Pierre took over Hermès that he brought this series back to everyone's attention.

And it also ranks last among Hermès’ 14 businesses.

"Pierre's Pierre, I don't know what kind of surprise he will bring us." Little John thought of something and suddenly smiled, with some playfulness and ridicule in his tone.

"Pierre Hardy," Xiang Yang frowned, "he will be a very good jewelry designer."

"Haha, if you trust a shoemaker, I might as well trust you."

Little John frowned and made a noncommittal expression.

Xiang Yang raised his eyebrows and stared at his friend, too lazy to discuss the matter with him.

However, there is a reason for Little John's teasing.Pierre Hardy, the artistic director of the Hermès jewelry department, designs shoes by profession.Born in an artistic family, he danced ballet for 15 years and initially drew shoe fashion illustrations for fashion magazines such as Vogue. Later, after studying shoe design at Dior, he was hired to serve as creative director of shoes at Hermès.

Now he is also the artistic director of Hermès jewelry.

"Xiang, how about you use your imagination and come up with a few designs. I think you are more reliable than him, really." Little John leaned closer to the sample and suggested with a smile.

But looking at the look of disgust on Xiang Yang's calm face, he knew the answer in the other person's heart.

"Little John, he is a successful director after all."

"Tsk, tsk, I'm just kidding you." Little John grinned, "People have to have dreams, what if they come true?"

Xiang Yang was stunned. The fact that these words came out of the other party's mouth really made him a little confused.

But soon, something strange flashed in Little John's eyes, and he smiled and said: "No matter how small a fly is, it is still meat. If you really draw some creative designs, maybe I can help you sell it at a good price."

"Ha ha."

a few days later.

It was a sunny day in Beijing. Under the clear blue sky, Liu Qianqian and Su Chang drove to a fairly well-decorated coffee shop near Xiangshan Park wearing caps, large sunglasses and masks.

The two people, who were completely covered, ordered two drinks under the surprised look of the waiter, and then went to the open air on the second floor.

A handsome short-haired guy wearing sunglasses was sizing up a cup of coffee. After noticing the two of them for the first time, he put down the cup in his hand with a smile, stood up and said with a smile:

"Hi Sissi, long time no see."

"Hey, Zhu Yawen, do you see me often?"

Su Chang casually put down the arm holding Liu Qianqian's hand, smiled and shook Liu Qianqian's hand, and then joked to Song Jia, who was also covering herself up so that her appearance could not be seen clearly:

"You two are such good buddies. You take him with you wherever you go."

"What? He insisted on coming here." Song Jia glanced at Zhu Yawen with disgust and said with a smile: "Some people say that an old classmate Jin Yi has returned. It would be inappropriate not to come over and congratulate him in person."

"Hehe, no way." Liu Qianqian smiled, looked at Zhu Yawen who was a little embarrassed, and said in a sweet voice:

"How are you? Long time no see."

"It's been a long time." Zhu Yawen showed a coquettish smile. After retracting his hand that he touched lightly, he scratched his hair in embarrassment and his voice became deeper: "If it's still like that, I'll definitely be with you. Incomparable."

"Yes, Sissy." Song Jia nodded with emotion, "I was worried about you before, but it turned out that you were lucky enough to participate in such a big production quietly.

Tell us about it, what is it like to work with Hollywood’s best actors and actresses? "

Liu Qianqian, who was a little embarrassed to be teased by her friend Song Jia, smiled softly when she sat down and said: "Of course the experience is unprecedented. Hehe, I feel like I have learned a lot."

"Then why don't you tell me quickly," Song Jia expressed her inner dissatisfaction in a complaining tone, "You talk to Changchang about all the good things, and you forget about me."

"Hey, Jiajia, that's not right for you to say that." Su Chang retorted immediately, with a hint of disgust towards Liu Qianqian flashing in his eyes, "Our Sissi has not only forgotten you, she, she doesn't even care about me now." I almost forgot about it.”

"I didn't!" Liu Qianqian's voice suddenly rose to a higher pitch.

"do not have it?"

Su Chang made a tut-tsk sound. She first glanced at Zhu Yawen, waved her hand to prevent the other party from eavesdropping, smiled and motioned for Song Jia to bring her head over. Under Liu Qianqian's protest, she whispered a few words, Song Jia's eyes immediately showed surprise.

Surprised, wearing sunglasses and a mask, she couldn't help but look sideways at Zhu Yawen.

"What are you looking at me for?"

Zhu Yawen looked around in confusion, muttering in her heart while asking.

<divclass="contentadv">"Nothing, just drink your coffee." Song Jia sighed helplessly.

With a sigh, Zhu Yawen, who was no longer a young boy in the school and had a masterpiece, understood something. He felt a little in his heart and took a sneak peek at the man who was gesticulating with his fingers on himself and his friends in annoyance. Liu Qianqian cleared her throat and said with a smile:

"You won't get another big production, right?"

"Ah?" Liu Qianqian was surprised, but immediately shook her head, "How is that possible?"

"I can't say that I'm sure of it, but I guess it's almost the same." Su Chang, who knew the inside story, couldn't help laughing. Song Jia, who saw the clues, smiled knowingly, "Qian Qian, won't you explain it to us?"

"No, I just got a chance to audition."

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips.

Zhu Yawen glanced at Liu Qianxi and said, "Congratulations, Sissi."

However, while he was saying festive words, his thoughts were drifting elsewhere in the breeze at the foot of Fragrant Mountain.

A kind of melancholy emerged from his heart, and he couldn't help but look at Liu Qianqian, who was just wearing a simple light-colored dress.During her four-year college career, she didn't have many opportunities to meet her because of filming.

But every time she comes, I feel joy from the bottom of my heart.

She would say hello to herself with a very sweet smile.The feeling is very close, just like now, so close that you can appreciate her beauty without looking at it, but it seems so far away that you can't touch it.

"Hey, Yawen, what are you doing?"

When the waiter brought the coffee ordered by Liu Qianqian and Su Chang, Zhu Yawen was dumbfounded and didn't react at all. Song Jia directly patted the other party's shoulder in disgust, "Have you lost your soul?"

"Ah, no." After hearing this, Zhu Yawen woke up and said, "I want to play, I want to play."

Liu Qianqian, who didn't pay much attention to her friend's actions and just watched the waiter go downstairs, took off her mask, wrinkled her nose slightly, took a deep breath, and said with emotion: "The air at the foot of the mountain is quite fresh."

Su Chang on the side said with a smile: "It's okay if you don't tell me why you suddenly want to come here."

"Ah, what." Liu Qianqian blinked quickly when she heard this, and said with a smile: "It's just that I haven't been here before, so I wanted to come over and take a look at the environment here."

"Actually, it's just like this here in Xiangshan. There's not much to do in Beijing." Zhu Yawen looked around and made a casual comment.

Song Jia nodded in agreement.

Liu Qianqian frowned and said, "I think it's pretty good."

Su Chang shrugged his shoulders and thought to himself, "Isn't Xiangyang's home nearby?"

Thinking of this, she looked around curiously. The old building environment made it difficult for her not to agree with Zhu Yawen's words, "Although this place supports people, it's really not that good.

Too old. Too old.It looks good from a distance, but looks tattered up close. "

Lao Xiang, who was wearing a police uniform, happened to be cooperating with the relevant departments to conduct safety inspections. He was about to go upstairs to see if the fire fighters were in place. When he heard the discussion of several young people upstairs, he was still angry and said dissatisfied:

"Hey, girl, look at what you said, why do you still look down on us going to Beijing?"

As he spoke, he put on airs and came to a few people, "Here, tell the police uncle what's wrong with our work so we can rectify it."

"Lao Xiang, there's no problem here, let's go to the next one." Downstairs, the aunt from the neighborhood committee heard the noise upstairs and shouted into the corridor.

"Okay, I'll come down right now." Lao Xiang turned around and said with a smile, "What's the matter? Didn't you just say that here is not good and that is not good? Now let me tell you the specific situation. , all of them were stunned and speechless?"

"Uncle, that's not what we meant." Zhu Yawen was a little depressed.

Just a few young people chatting, and suddenly they met a serious old man. This incident was quite embarrassing.

"Uncle, don't be angry, we didn't mean that." Liu Qianqian turned to the side and raised her head, looking at Lao Xiang who was smiling but not smiling, and explained softly.

Song Jia and Su Chang also nodded quickly in response.

Although the scene was not pretty, fortunately, the old man in police uniform did not recognize several celebrities.

Otherwise, it will only be more embarrassing now.

As soon as Lao Xiang saw that he had just spoken a few words, he made several handsome young people obey him. He couldn't help but show off the same momentum he used to teach his son, and said seriously:

“You young people, haven’t you heard of the saying that trouble comes from your mouth?

Also, who said we are broken here? At the foot of Fragrant Mountain, there are many things worthy of nagging you. Today, I will open your eyes and tell you the secrets here.

Have you seen those two stone lions over there?"

The aunt waiting downstairs heard Lao Xiang's voice and knew that this old man might have encountered something useful as a teacher.

The aunt sighed helplessly, holding on to the handle of the stairs and walking up step by step. When she just stood up, she saw a few young and handsome young people who were listening to the talkative young man in a daze. She was stunned, and then exclaimed. One sound:

"Hey, aren't these Zhu Chuanwu and Xian'er? Why did they get out of the TV?"

Lao Xiang, who was talking about rising up, was stunned, turned around and asked: "Xian'er? What Xian'er?"

"Go, go, go ahead." The aunt ignored Lao Xiang and walked quickly with a smile on her face. She came to Song Jia and Zhu Yawen and said with a smile:

"I really enjoyed watching your performance in "Crossing Guandong". Xian'er, you're so handsome. You're not a bad guy, but you're just not a thing. When I watched you, it didn't make me mad to death."

"Hey, aunt, please don't say that." Song Jia reacted and quickly stood up to greet her.

Zhu Yawen also stood up quickly, pointing at herself and saying, "I'm not a thing, I'm not a thing." At the same time, he looked at the helpless Lao Xiang, pointed to the chair he was sitting on just now, and said:

"Uncle, why don't you sit down and chat for a while?"

"Uh this."

Lao Xiang swallowed his throat, not knowing what to say.

At this time, among the few people, the handsome girl closest to him stood up and smiled slightly: "Uncle, I quite like what you said."

"Yeah." Lao Xiang glanced at the girl.

I was too preoccupied with practicing my words just now to notice that this girl is so fair and pretty, and she speaks nicely.

There's just something wrong with that. Why would you wear sunglasses when you have nothing to do?