"Oh, Bishop Holmes, my old friend, we haven't seen each other for a long time." A fat middle-aged man in a haute couture dress greeted Bishop Holmes warmly, and had a face-to-face kiss with him. After the ceremony, he returned to the sofa in the study and motioned for Bishop Holmes to sit down as well.

After Bishop Holmes sat down, he maintained a smile on his face and said to the fat middle-aged man, "My old friend Hicks, the main reason for my visit this time is..."

Before Bishop Holmes finished speaking, he was interrupted by Hicks. Hicks winked at him and said, "Oh, can we forget about those business matters? Enjoy afternoon tea first, this is I just bought the tea from Huaguo, and those customs prohibit the export of these teas."

Bishop Holmes barely maintained a smirk and enjoyed afternoon tea with Hicks before he had time to express his intentions.

"Why should I return the order for the holy cloth?" Hicks still had that enthusiastic expression, but his eyes had obviously cooled down.

"My old friend, I just chose a better product, just like you persuaded me to choose your holy cloth, besides," said this, Hicks put down the teacup in his hand, stood up, rushed Looking around at Bishop Holmes, he showed off his gown and said, "It's not that I have a problem with you, Holmes, but that your holy cloth is really ugly."

Ignoring Holmes' extremely ugly expression, Hicks complained: "The fabric is extremely stiff and the color is dull. If it weren't for the holy spirit attached to it, he wouldn't even be qualified to make underwear."

"So Holmes. My old friend, it's not that I don't support your business, but that I do have better alternatives," Hicks said, raising his teacup.

Bishop Holmes escaped from Hicks' manor almost in a panic.

Recalling the experience just now, he felt as if he had been humiliated, no, he was humiliated by that arrogant guy Hicks.

Bishop Holmes was almost trembling with anger. Since he started buying and selling holy cloth, he had never been humiliated like this.

After he got home, he went to the basement to call Sovereign Zhou again, and this time without waiting for him to speak first, Sovereign Zhou confided a piece of news in a panicked tone on the other end of the phone.

"What should we do? We seem to be being targeted, and now the authorities have found our bank records." Zhou Zongzhu recalled the people from the Special Bureau that his disciples met at the bank when they went out to resell spiritual weapons, and said anxiously .

Bishop Holmes was also stunned when he heard the news. Although he had always felt that the authorities were targeting him, he was still very confident about his identity. After all, he even claimed that the sale of holy cloth I am just an agent, and the real dealer is someone else.

However, if Hua Guo officials dared to investigate the history of Fazong in an open and aboveboard manner, it meant that they already had someone to suspect.

After all, even in Milan he used his subordinate's bank account to remit money to the account in the United States, but if you check carefully, you can find that his subordinate has never used that bank account at all.

Bishop Holmes dropped the phone directly.

Everything started when those monks arrived in Milan.

From being inexplicably regarded by those racists as an ally and losing his sure promotion position, to the fact that the holy cloth was returned by most celebrities and nobles, his business for many years was almost destroyed, and he seemed to be cursed this month. .

It would be nice if those monks could disappear.

This idea suddenly appeared in the mind of Bishop Holmes, and then the expression on Bishop Holmes' face became crazy, yes, it would be great if those monks could disappear.

Judging from what Sect Master Zhou said before, those monks are just ordinary people who are stronger than ordinary people. Even high-level monks cannot avoid all the toxins in the world.

Bishop Holmes happily ordered his subordinates to look for something in an unbelievable tone.

Bishop Holmes laughed.

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"I'm very sorry, the spider silk series will not be sold externally, no, no, no, no matter how high the price is, this is a gift from our designer to his sister, yes, it's a pity, if the designer changes his mind, we will Will let you know again."

After hanging up the phone, Brother Luyan looked helplessly at Chu An, who was sitting on the sofa and researching fabrics, and said, "Xiao An, you should sell some of this fabric at least. It was blown up, half of it was for me to be a model, once it was for your spider silk fabric."

Chu An sat on the sofa and compared the aura consumption values ​​of several kinds of fabrics with the computer. Hearing what Brother Luyan said, he raised his head and said to him, "Brother Xiaolu, are you sure? That spider silk was produced by my sister. Now The output is only a little, and she gave me the spider silk to weave, which is already a lot of consumption, and now I need to increase the amount, why don't you ask my sister?"

The deer-eye brother was instantly as quiet as a chicken, and directly set his phone to avoid receiving calls from strangers.

Let him ask the king if he can let her produce more spider silk to sell, which is basically courting death.

These days, it's not just the phone number of Brother Luyan who has been ringing off the hook, as long as the demon cultivators who have shown their faces in fashion shows have been ringing off the phone by designers and model agencies who have obtained their phone numbers in various ways.

Who made the hottest news in Milan all related to their emerging team?

Whether it was the fashion show that surprised the entire Milan, or the news that was inexplicably favored by the European nobles, all of them were on the world topic of Twitter.

And the excitement on Twitter also spread to China. After discovering that the fashion group that caused the shock in the entire Milan State was actually their Huaguo brand, the whole Weibo vibrated.

#az Fashion Show stunning the whole Milan Fashion Week#

#Well-known poisonous tongue designer tout az#

#The fashion group with the highest face value in the whole Milan fashion week#

#If I am rich, I also want to buy a high-end dress like a big purchase#

#Why is the designer’s appearance equal to that of the model#

The last topic gained the highest popularity, and netizens ridiculed under this topic one after another.

"I know Brother Hu is actually very handsome, but his Northeast guy really led me astray. I have never appreciated his appearance. It was not until this fashion show that he finally liberated his appearance and figure. Thank you sister! Thank you brother! You finally let this wild man return to his own appearance."

"I need to know the contact information of that old bacon in the gray suit! *expletive* A calm, middle-aged handsome guy really fits my taste!"

"By the way, is there no white suit that my younger brother wore when Rentao's last designer came to the stage to call the curtain? It really looks like a little prince who came out of a fairy tale. His sister's domineering black dress and flaming red lips are simply classic. Evil Queen!"

"How do you say it? My sister's body is completely domineering, okay? And this time the fashion show of az has won glory for the country, and it has used the Chinese brand to create a world abroad. During this period of time, those European models on Twitter The purchasing agent information is about to burst.”

"? Isn't az in a foreign country now? Why do you still ask for domestic purchasing information?"

"Because my sister and brother are self-willed, I don't plan to sell domestic cheap series abroad, and because of the production problem, the spider silk fabric can only be sold in China. In other words, I dare to say that a fashion with more than 5000 sets of clothes is actually a cheap series gone."

"Compared with the hundreds of thousands and millions of high-end dresses they exhibited at the fashion show this time, they are indeed very affordable, and they have not raised their prices until now. The previous brand that went to Milan Fashion Week finished Prices went up the day after the fashion show."

Just as the netizens were discussing enthusiastically, Chu An and the others, who were far away in Milan, discovered something was wrong.

"Brother Xiaolu, that man seems to have appeared around our studio several times." Chu An frowned, looking at the sneaky man outside the studio and said.

Brother Luyan looked at it carefully and said with a slightly solemn expression: "It is indeed, and it doesn't look like a paparazzi, nor does it have a camera or mobile phone."

Chu An took out his mobile phone and wanted to call the police, but was stopped by Chu Zhiran who had just finished calling Director Yu.

"The bureau chief called me just now, saying that we should be more careful in Milan. The domestic Fazong seems to be related to a faction in Milan. It just so happens that the fabrics we weave overlap with the business scope of this faction. , Now we are afraid that we will become a thorn in the side of others." Chu Zhiran said so, but the joyful look in her eyes and the raised corners of her lips showed that she has entered a state of excitement now.

She hasn't done anything since she came out of the mountain. Even in that spiritual energy conference, those monks were as weak as chickens, and they didn't have the slightest interest in making her do anything. But this time, someone actually wanted to plot against them?

Chu Zhiran tickled the corners of his lips excitedly, it seemed that this time he had some fun.

So under Chu Zhiran's indulgence, the sneaky man sneaked into the water dispenser in their studio very smoothly, made a few pinholes on the water dispenser and left very smoothly.

As soon as the man left, Chu Zhiran entered the room, and behind her were Chu An and a group of demon cultivators.

Chu Zhiran walked towards the water dispenser, but after she sniffed the toxins left on the water dispenser, an unbelievable expression appeared on her face.

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Director Yu took his suitcase from his subordinates, looked at the clear sky in Milan and was about to call Chu An and the others, when he heard exclamations from the people around him, and then he heard a familiar name.

"Chu An" "Chu Zhiran"

He strode towards the exclaimed plane passenger with a smile on his face, and asked him what happened to these two people in fluent foreign language.

After the passenger on the plane handed her the mobile phone, Director Yu, who saw the news on the mobile phone, returned to the Special Bureau with a strange expression on his face.

"Head, what happened to Mr. Chu and the others? Could it be that they transformed in public?" A female member who went to the spiritual energy conference with Chu An and the others said a little anxiously.

Director Yu shook his head and said slowly, "No, according to the news, they should have been kidnapped."

Everyone in the Special Bureau froze in place, and then a thought flashed through their minds.

Which kidnapper is this?

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