Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 5 Xiang Yang: "I have nothing to say about her clothes"

Holding the pen in his hand, Xiang Yang hesitated for a moment.

What should I write to the other party?

Frowning, when Liu Qianqian signed the paper bag, the corner of his eye glanced at the slightly oversized denim fringed jacket she was wearing, and Xiang Yang suddenly realized something.

With a slight smile, he wrote a sentence on the lining of the lid of the Hermès square carton.

“Elegance is not about what you wear or how you wear it, but more about who you are!”

This sentence was not Xiang Yang's original one, but he felt that no sentence could replace the feeling she made him today.

After signing the date and preparing to sign, Xiang Yang suddenly stopped writing.

With a flash in his eyes, he was like a naughty child, and with a few scribbles in the blank space, he sketched an old-fashioned European train.

When he finished the painting, he was stunned for a moment, but it was too late to regret it.

"Okay, thank you."

Standing opposite Xiangyang, Liu Qianqian was a little curious because she couldn't see what the other party wrote, but she still resisted the curiosity of standing on tiptoes and handed over the signed bag, hoping to learn through exchange. What made Xiang Yang's eyes flash.

But the other party failed to make her wish.

Xiang Yang, who still had a smile on his face, fastened the lid in his hand directly to the box on the cash register, closed it and handed it to the other person, making the words inside full of mystery.

After the exchange, Xiangyang did not choose to see what the other party wrote to him immediately. Instead, he took the initiative and said, "I wasted your time. I'm going to catch my flight first."

"Well, okay." Holding the box, Liu Qianxi nodded and said with a smile.

"Then I'll go first." Xiang Yang smiled heartily, said hello to Frank and Zhao Xin who was accompanying Liu Qianqian, and waved.

Before going out, he said hello to other shopping guides he knew.

"Sister Qianqian, why don't you open it and take a look?" Zhao Xin was also curious about what message the young designer wrote just now.

"Not yet." Liu Qianxi shook her head after hesitating, "Let's quickly choose a scarf."

……

Out of the Hermès store.

He glanced at the time and ticket with joy, and found that Xiang Yang's steps were a little faster as the boarding time was approaching.

"Hello, Mr. Xiang!"

"Can I please take a few minutes of your time?"

Just as he was walking through the airport corridor with light steps, two people in their 30s, wearing reporter vests and holding telephoto cameras, speaking pure Mandarin, appeared in front of him.

"Sorry, I don't have time." Xiang Yang frowned.

After thinking to himself that they had indeed met, he raised his hand and shook his wrist to indicate that he was in a hurry.

"It's okay, we can just follow you." A reporter said immediately.

"I have nothing to say." Xiang Yang shrugged and turned sideways to go around the other party.

However, experienced reporters still guarded against this move.

Seeing that Xiang Yang was in a hurry and wanted to get away as soon as possible, the two reporters moved out of the way in a friendly manner, followed him and asked:

"What do you think of this fashion week, Mr. Xiang? There are rumors that this is the last time Mr. Gaultier will hold an autumn and winter ready-to-wear show as the director of Hermès women's wear. Is this news true?"

"..."

"Mr. Xiang, do you have confidence in Le Maire's promotion to director?"

"..."

Faced with these two problems, Xiang Yang simply chose to ignore them.

He continued walking along the route he wanted to walk, expressionless.

When he had already seen his boarding gate, he was about to wave goodbye to these two reporters who didn't even say a word about his own door and opened their mouths to ask questions.

One of the reporters, who was a bit stout, asked unwillingly: "Are Mr. Xiang and Ms. Liu Qianqian friends?"

This question made the calm-faced Xiang Yang frown inadvertently.

He glanced at the other party keenly and realized that the other party knew that he and Liu Qianqian had just met for the first time and deliberately wanted to use this topic to get some information. A feeling of boredom welled up in his heart.

<divclass="contentadv">"Mr. Xiang, what do you think of Ms. Liu Qianqian's dress?"

Seeing that his question aroused dissatisfaction on the other side, the experienced reporter asked directly.

"I don't think much of it." A voice of dissatisfaction blurted out from Xiang Yang's mouth.

After saying that, the pace of his feet became faster.

"Xiang..." The reporter who had been following without speaking saw Xiang Yang speeding away. Just when he was about to ask one or two more questions, he was suddenly pulled by the experienced reporter.

This pause gave Xiang Yang, who was walking quickly, an opportunity to throw them away.

"No, why are you pulling me, brother." The reporter who was forced to stop looked at Xiang Yang's back, feeling regretful and unwilling at the same time.

"Come quickly, come back to Hermes."

The experienced reporter didn't have time to explain, so he turned the other person around and said, "Maybe you can still catch up. I'll teach you a trick. Learn it well."

"Learn what?"

"Teach you how to create topics!"

……

Inside the Hermès store.

Liu Qianqian, who has already chosen a scarf, is checking out.

A silk scarf was not expensive to her, but because it was a gift for her mother, after Xiang Yang left, she carefully selected it before making a decision.

"Ms. Liu, please keep your passport and bank card. I hope you can take the time to visit our store next time you come to Paris."

After the shopping guide handed back the passport and bank card with both hands, he brought another bag and said with a smile: "This is a gift specially given to you by our store manager. It is just a simple small gift. Please accept it."

"Thank you."

Hermès small gifts are not expensive.

But Liu Qianqian still showed an expression of joy for the first time, and she naturally held the bag in her hands after taking it.

This small gesture was greatly praised by the shopping guide.

Having received too many big-name celebrities, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Except for the poor quality of her clothes, it was difficult to find anything worthy of complaint about the fair-skinned and beautiful lady in front of her.

After arriving at the door and saying hello cordially to Frank who returned to his post, Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin left Hermès side by side.

After walking a few steps, the two people, who were about to simply pack up and go to the first-class cabin to rest, had not had time to communicate.The two reporters, who had hurried back in a hurry, came over with a swish.

It is different from Xiangyang who still maintains a certain distance and friendliness.

Facing Liu Qianqian, a public figure, the experienced reporter did not wait for Zhao Xin, who was an assistant, to react, and put the prepared recorder in front of Liu Qianqian, who was a little frightened by the other party's sudden and unreasonable behavior.

"I would like to ask Liu Qianqian, what do you think of the criticism and accusations made by Mr. Xiang Yang, a designer of Hermès?"

The experienced reporter was responsible for asking questions, and his companion was responsible for taking pictures.

The two of them spoke loudly, as if they were afraid that they would not attract other people's attention.

Pedestrians passing by were naturally attracted by this scene.

Among them, some of the Chinese people passing by recognized the interviewee, Liu Qianqian, who had not been in the entertainment news or online recently.

Seeing Liu Qianqian, who had just finished her honeymoon trip, a young man who was still a little immature excitedly said to his lover:

"Honey, look, it's the fairy sister!"

Seeing her husband so excited, the young woman inevitably felt jealous. She rolled her eyes and said disdainfully:

"What kind of fairy sister? Look at her in "The King of Kung Fu", she's not as good-looking as Li Bing."

"That's the problem of the stylist on the set. The fairy sister sacrificed for the role, do you understand?"

"I don't understand. If you understand, just marry her."

"I……"

It's not a knife, wait and see