The President's Vampire

Ling Yuan navigated all the way to find the studio according to the address on the profile.

There was an endless stream of people coming in and out, and Ling Yuan noticed a few movie stars.

Show the invitation letter to the staff at the gate as a pass.

The staff who can't be the master report to the special assistant in time, and the person who gets the invitation letter has a lot of background, and you can't just wait for the other person to order dishes just because the other person is young and handsome.

The special assistant was stunned for a moment when he received the call, his jaw dropped when he confirmed the surname again, and raised his hand to signal the secretary to stop letting a group of people come in.

"Boss, Mr. Aberdrin has arrived with an electronic invitation."

"Who?" For a moment, he thought there was something wrong with his ears.

"Mr. Aberdrin, that is the family that the big boss has always missed." The special assistant had never met a real person, and a single surname was enough to make him very careful.

He quickly jumped up from the chair: "Let's go!" He went down and invited people up. He didn't expect people from this family to come. Every year, fashion week sends out invitations. According to the old man's usual practice, come if you can, and forget it if you can't.

The Aberdrin family belonged to the top of the upper circle, rarely appeared in front of the public, and kept a low profile.

It is rumored that the assets are all over the world, and the real invisible rich, even the powerful figures, are extremely polite when they meet each other.

When I was young, I heard the old man tell about the relationship between the Aberdrin family and my own family. When I grew up, the real person was downstairs, and I was very excited and nervous.

The interviewees waiting in the corridor saw the designer leaving in a hurry, and exchanged glances in whispers.

"The big man is coming?" Which star deserves the designer's praise?

"Perhaps old Chardis?" the designer's father.

Downstairs, Ling Yuan entered the hall smoothly, and a group of people rushed up behind him, and the bodyguards pushed them aside abruptly.

Avoiding physical contact, Ling Yuan stood on one side, his heart didn't know how to restrain himself in other people's territory.

As soon as the elevator door opened, two waves of people bumped into each other.

When Niu Heng's group saw the designer himself, they stepped forward with joy on their faces, thinking that there would be room for maneuver, and they were waiting to perform well and show what they thought was a good acting skill.

A dramatic scene happened. The designer turned a blind eye and walked towards the other person who was alone. Everyone's eyes shifted.

Before going out, Ling Yuan wore a pair of big sunglasses, which covered half of his face. At first, he didn't attract other people's attention, until he became the focus.

"Who is he?" Let the designer personally greet you!

The economic man asked the staff for news, only knowing that it was an important guest.

It was a hug when I went up, and a kiss was very warm.

"Call me Ling, Mill." People in the Chadis family have always been familiar with each other, and Ling Yuan knows how to get along with people when he sees them.

Zheng was worried about how to address the other party, so that Abeldrin would appear to be a gentleman. After all, he was also the benefactor of the family in the old man's mouth, and the relationship between the two families was good.

"Go, get up and sit." They are all young people, and there must be no shortage of common language, and the little anxiety before is gone.

"Mr. Chadis." The group of people who made a big show didn't leave, and posted up to strike up a conversation.

Mir's face changed, and the air-conditioning burst out: "My studio, who allows you to bring bodyguards in!"

The special assistant asked the security personnel to take these big names away before the boss got mad.

"Mr. Chadis, please give me a chance." There is really no way to avoid being late, overtaking all the way, it's a pity to give up.

Mill didn't even leave a glance, and took the guests up to the ninth floor by elevator.

The economic man has winks, knowing that there is no way to persuade Mr. Chadis to leave with his own artists, and he can save face if he leaves voluntarily. If he is thrown out by the security, tomorrow's headlines will not be able to escape.

"Forget it, there are other designers." The purpose of the economic man is to occupy a spot in the catwalk. Anyway, it is still early before the opening of the fashion week.

Ling Yuan entered the office and took off his sunglasses.

Mir was dumbfounded for a moment, and marveled at Ling's perfect appearance, which was so perfect that he was God's darling. Changing the color of his hair and eyes would definitely be an angel.

According to the old man, the heirs of the Aberdrin family are all beautiful, and they almost have the same handsome face, except for the hair color and eye color.

The one in front of him should be the newly appointed heir of Aberdrin.

It is precisely because Aberdrin's heirs all look alike, and knowing the existence of this family's top-level bigwigs, they will not admit the wrong person in a chance encounter.

Mir suddenly had a bold idea, and almost couldn't control the impulse.

Ling Yuan opened his mouth to break the weird atmosphere: "I saw the email you sent, and I happened to be in Milan. I might not be able to attend the fashion week, so I came here early."

There are so many people in the corridor, it seems to disturb Mir's work, Ling Yuan apologizes deeply.

Can't participate!A heavy hammer struck Mir's heart, causing him to suffocate instantly.

Mir turned his mind and became more determined, "Do you have anything else?"

"No." Ling Yuan is very busy now. As the saying goes, plans cannot keep up with changes, and leisure now does not mean leisure in the future.

"Come with me to see the pending model candidates, and have a light meal at noon later, don't be polite to me." Mir made a decision and asked the special assistant to book a restaurant.

Ling Yuan thought for a second: "Yes."

"It's great, I can't see it alone, you can hold my eyes for me." Mier asked Ling to wait a while, and went to the design room to get clothing samples, which was very close next door.

The special assistant brought the fruit juice. Very few people know that the members of the Aberdrin family don’t like coffee, but prefer freshly squeezed fruit juice. They have built several orchards for this purpose, and only a small part of private brewed wine is sold to the outside world. Insiders can Can't ask for it, it's a good gift.

Old Mr. Chardis kept two bottles privately, and he was reluctant to take them out to drink, and was often missed by others.

The wine brewed by ancient crafts is priceless in the market, and it is not the quality that is comparable to luxury brands when it is published by celebrity magazines.

The good things passed down from the ancient family are not enough for me to hold on to. Think about how precious and rare they are.

The gap between the inner circle and the outer circle is comparable to the Mariana Trench. It is difficult for some people to enter the real top circle.

A big star with unlimited fame, the middle-level circle that has worked so hard to get into it is only marginal, and the actual right to speak does not exist, and it is basically for some people to have fun.

This is why many stars sharpen their heads in order to get a ticket.

Every time my boss holds a catwalk show, he will not use the same batch of models or stars, except that it is impossible to shirk because of human feelings, so as to prevent people with impure thoughts from taking the opportunity to take the opportunity to use the Chadis family as a stepping stone to enter the upper circle.

Ling Yuan didn't know that the special assistant was thinking wildly, so he drank the juice calmly.

Mir called the old man while taking advantage of the prototype.

"What's the matter?" There was impatience in the tone, and old Chadis was in a meeting.

"I want to advance the time of the show, next week or this weekend." The place is easy to find, and there is no shortage of funds, but the old man needs to come forward and redistribute the invitation letter, even though I am already a top designer, and the world ranking is low, there is no The old man has a big face and a high status.

"Reason." The stinky boy who has always had OCD, this is the first time he made such a joke, he couldn't convince himself, and a beating was inevitable.

The invitations have already been sent out, and it is extremely rude to change the time suddenly. Even if you invite again, because others are busy and have no time to come, and there are very few audiences for a show, the media will not be merciful because of the fee to keep quiet. The impact is also a big blow to the entire Chadis family.

Mir was extremely excited: "Ling, no, it's the heir of the Aberdrin family who looks like..."

"Who!" Old Chadis turned up the volume, stood up, walked out of the conference room, and entered his office.

"It's the benefactor of your ancestor's ancestor's ancestor that you never forget." Mir said, "He is in my office now."

Beep, beep beep...

Before I finished speaking, the phone was hung up!

"Is there such a thing!" Mir called again, but was hung up again, reminding the owner that the phone is busy, please call again later.

"The old man took the wrong medicine!" Mir put away his mobile phone, took the things and went back.

Ling Yuan was flipping through the design drawings sent by his special assistant. On the table was the personal information that had been screened for a while, and the photos took up an entire page.

"Who is that?" Several pairs of eyes in the corridor stayed on a perfect face, and jealousy surfaced in their eyes.

"Those who went through the back door?" I hadn't seen it before, and signaled the economic man to inquire about the enemy's situation as soon as possible.

A face that is gorgeous enough to overwhelm the crowd, and big stars who boast of their first-class looks are lined like green leaves.

Originally, there are many competitors, and the other party occupies a spot, and others have fewer opportunities, and most people feel unbalanced.

Mr. Chardis's attitude made the crowd even more anxious. They suppressed their anger and waited for the news that they could take the initiative to attack.

The economic people broke their legs and contacted all sources of information to inquire about their identity and background.

Old Chadis didn't even hold the meeting, left a whole lot of things to the special assistant, and drove to the brat's studio in a hurry.

The people in the studio know the big boss, and their parents don't know who it is, waiting to be fired.

Old Chadis went up to the ninth floor unimpeded. As soon as he got out of the elevator, the corridor was overcrowded. With a sullen face, he secretly scolded the brat for being careless, making it look like a vegetable market.

When the interviewers saw Old Chadis, they gave way one after another, and the models who were about to enter stepped aside with a wink.

Old Chudis strode into the house, and the secretary at the door shut the door behind him before going out.

Surprised at how quickly the old man came, Mir stood up from his chair.

From the moment he entered the door, old Chadis' gaze stayed on the other person, turning a blind eye to the brat.

Ling Yuan is no stranger to Old Chadis, having witnessed the other's birth many years ago.

"Mr. Aberdrin, I am very lucky to meet you." Old Chadis stepped forward with a bear hug, and would not consider himself an elder or a senior just because the other party was young, and evaluate a person with the eyes of his nephew and nephew.

Facing Aberdrin, old Chadis is more like Jerry under Tom's claws, well-behaved and witty.

"Nice to meet you." Ling Yuan introduced himself, "Oliver Lasalle Wijster Aberdrin, you can call me Ling."

"Okay, okay." The friendly address helps to bring the relationship closer, and the old Chardis said playfully, "You can call me Adi."

Seeing the 180-degree transformation of Mir at the side, he covered his stomach with his hands and made a vomit: "vomit!"

I'm old and bald, how dare I let someone call me Adi?I almost spit out the overnight meal.

"Stinky boy!" Old Chadis glared, "Spit it out and let me swallow it."

"Taking advantage of others, old people are not ashamed!" Mir pulled his face, expressing that he couldn't bear to look directly at him.

Old Chadis is not a stinky boy, "Come on, please eat."

Mir interjected: "The restaurant for lunch has been booked."

Kidnapping is too straightforward!You didn't take your own son as a human being!

"Which one did you order?" Too many slaps in the face, old Chadis never compromised with his own people.

The special assistant who pretended to be invisible for a long time said, "Selan."

Old Chadis was more satisfied, that is, he could enjoy delicious food without losing his identity.

Mier felt a little uncomfortable, and the old man only said his full name when Ling appeared. This is the complete disparity in status.

"Celebrate, the old man will open a bottle and save it for a taste." Mirda has been able to drink wine since he was an adult, and he has been thinking about the wine that the old man hid in the wine cellar safe all the time.

Old Chadis flung a sharp eye, "Go, what's the matter with you!" Sure enough, the house thief was hard to guard against!

"Just pick it up, you won't be ashamed to lose it!" The more Mier couldn't drink, the more greedy he became, and when he went back to pry the safe...

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