Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 79 You should smoke less (please follow up)

Chapter 79 You should smoke less (please follow up)

After socializing and saying hello.

When Xiang Yang came to Liu Qianqian's side after returning to the party, she was chatting and laughing with Little John and Laura. There was an untouched glass of champagne on the high round table.

Xiang Yang was a little surprised to see that Liu Qianqian could get along with people he knew well.

I heard the gossip from others in her previous life that she was quite out of place in certain circles.

With confusion, Xiang Yang said hello to Laura and Little John, stood beside Liu Qianqian with a smile and asked: "Where is Liu Wen?"

"Zhao Xin sent her back." Liu Qianqian heard the voice, put her phone away, raised her head, and looked around, "She said it was almost over. I saw that she drank champagne with me, so I asked Zhao Xin Help take care of it..."

"Well, it's about to end."

Regarding Liu Wen's early departure, Xiang Yang couldn't help but sigh that Liu Wen's sense of proportion was so good.

She and Liu Qianqian had just met.

The two people just getting tired of being together not only makes people think too much, but also makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

What's more, she was busy attending various shows at this time. She was the most tired and sleep-deprived. It was rare to be able to spare some time to help Xiangyang take care of Liu Qianqian.

"so…"

Seeing Xiang Yang's eyes drooping in a dazed manner after he finished speaking, Liu Qianqian moved her lips.

Is my pumpkin cart coming too?

She thought so.

"Then let's go too? Laura and I will drive first and meet at the gate of the show." Little John, who came here specially, said, naturally holding Laura's hand and smiling slightly.

"Okay, let's go to the door." Xiang Yang looked at Liu Qianqian, "This kind of gathering is just for relaxing. When we get there later, I'll take you to say hello to the designers. We won't have to stay long."

"It's okay, I'm not tired." Liu Qianqian shook her head slightly.

"Hey, by the way, your father came to the show in the afternoon. He asked you to go back for dinner and asked me to come too." Thinking of something, Xiang Yang suddenly stopped Little John and glanced at him involuntarily. of Laura.

If you guessed it right...is this a reconciliation between father and son?

When Little John heard this, he was startled and turned around, "What else did he say?"

"What else can I do? I want you and me to smoke less." Xiang Yang shrugged helplessly.

Unlike Liu Qianqian, Laura, who has blond hair, can understand French. When she heard Xiang Yang's first sentence, she stiffened her cheeks at first, but the second sentence seemed to resonate with her.

She rolled her eyes at Little John and nodded slightly approvingly.

"Let's talk, let's talk." Little John waved his hand impatiently and pulled Laura outside.

As soon as they set off, Xiang Yang gestured with his finger to Liu Qianqian if she wanted to go to the bathroom to touch up her makeup or something, and then they went to the entrance of the show together.

"No, you said you could just say hello." Liu Qianqian checked her bag and stood up with a smile. She looked up at Xiang Yang and asked softly: "What were you talking about just now?"

"His father asked him to go back to eat and smoke less." Xiang Yang replied casually.

Hearing this, Liu Qianqiong wrinkled her nose slightly, as if to express her dissatisfaction, and muttered, "You should smoke less."

"Huh? What did you say?" Xiang Yang didn't hear clearly.

Liu Qianqian, "..."

...

The next day, Xiangyang slept thoroughly before getting up.

His schedule today was very simple. He just wanted to go to Jiang Mumu to get some information, but he hadn't thought about it yet...

<divclass="contentadv">The additional paid leave given by the company is until the end of the show, giving all designers enough time to watch other brands’ shows.The show that deserves the most attention today is LV's women's ready-to-wear. Xiangyang has little interest in this brand, so naturally he is too lazy to join in the fun.

As for Liu Qianqian...

To be honest, it wasn't Xiang Yang who thought too much, he felt that the relationship between the two was very subtle.

You could say they are friends, but it seems that they have become too close recently, which makes him a little unable to adapt.

The feeling is like standing in the drizzle and looking at the mountain hidden in the clouds and mist. You clearly know that behind the hazy white mist is the top of the mountain, but you hope that it will not be what you imagined.

"Hey, forget it, I'd better do my own thing first." Xiang Yang thought.No matter what, at least the two of them are friends, and I have done enough as a friend.

Isn't it...

But she's not bad either.

When I got up and saw a few plums on the bedside table that I had not finished eating yesterday and were still in small packaging bags, Xiang Yang smiled slightly.

Unfortunately, there are too few of them.

After taking a shower, changing clothes, and looking at the address Jiang Mumu sent, Xiang Yang found his car keys.

……

With the progress and development of the times.

The rise of the Internet has made the lag of paper media particularly obvious.

The next day, when fashion-related media around the world reported on the show online, mainstream fashion publications did not comment much except for showing some of the show on their official websites.

They tend to leave the best reporting content to print publications rather than websites.

Editors-in-chief of fashion publications who have a certain status in the fashion industry are now either busy traveling to various shows to get sponsorship for the next season; or they are taking advantage of their free time in the morning to travel to luxury hotels in Paris to expand their own business. of interpersonal relationships.

They don't have the energy to write a show report by themselves. Those are actually the editor's responsibility.

"Sissi, I didn't expect Hermès to take you very seriously." Su Mang, who arrived at the hotel where Hermès cooperated early in the morning, was wearing a LV spring and summer style from last year and brought his assistant with him. When he saw Liu Qianqian in the lobby, he showed off his unique style. Some temperament.

"Editor Su, you're here." Liu Qianqian came down with Zhao Xin and dressed up briefly, wearing only comfortable sportswear.

When she came back from accompanying Xiang Yang to the designer gathering place last night, she learned from Zhao Xin that Su Mang's assistant had called and said that the time of the interview had been changed.

The interview was something that had been agreed upon before. It was originally scheduled to take two days.

But the other party said that taking advantage of the high attention on the Internet, it must be moved to this morning, which caught Liu Qianqian off guard.

"Let's find a place to sit and have a cup of coffee first." Su hurriedly glanced at the outdoor garden that could be seen through the glass window in the lobby, and then walked in that direction, "I'm pressed for time, and you're tired too. , let’s hold on tight.

I've asked someone to write the manuscript for you, just take a look at it later. "

"Has the manuscript been written?" Liu Qianqian, who followed, tried her best to keep her voice calm.

"Don't worry, I've read it word for word."

When he arrived at the Garden Restaurant, he carefully put his bag away. Su Mian glanced at his assistant with disgust, "What are you doing standing there in a daze? Show the manuscript to Sissi, and you're still waiting for me to get it for you?"

"Oh, okay." The assistant, who was wondering if he would be scolded if he sat down, quickly took out a document from his bag, handed it to Liu Qianqian, who was a little stunned by Su Mang's words, and whispered:

"Teacher Sissi, please take a look."

"Oh, okay, let me take a look first."

Catch up on reading tomorrow, please, thank you

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