President of Custom

Song Fengshi is very familiar with this "Owen", he looks gentle, gray suit, gold glasses, a college student from a prestigious school, originally from the marketing department.I didn’t want to be exposed by my opponent when I ran for marketing director before, saying that Owen used to be a gangster in middle school and fought in the street, because he was a minor and had no criminal record.Afterwards, his opponent was sacked.Of course, Owen denies doing it himself.

No evidence, no proof, nothing to do.

However, the opponent also put this account on Owen's head, and after he became the marketing director, he gave Owen small shoes to wear every day.I just didn't expect that the company "changed" later, and Owen succeeded in the competition to hire the assistant of the new president, and jumped to "at the feet of the emperor".The marketing director was invited away by "one emperor and one courtier".

At this moment, Owen spoke so apologetically with a smile that Song Fengshi almost thought he was hallucinating: Is this still the famous Owen who is not easy to mess with?

Song Fengshi immediately felt: This is a trap!His tone must be ironic!

"I'm sorry," Song Feng said in an annoyed tone, "Mr. Ou, it's me..."

"No," Owen shook his head again and again, "Don't call me 'Mr. Ou'. Why am I called 'Mr.'? I'm just an assistant, you can just call me Ouwen."

Song Feng said hurriedly: "How can this be counted? You are a big boss who is several levels older than my immediate boss. How can you say 'just an assistant'?"

Owen smiled and said: "No, no, I'm just an errand runner, and I still rely on you front-line employees to shine!"

In this way, the two made way at the corner for a while before they separated.After they parted, they all slandered each other for their love of pretending.

Song Fengshi returned to the hotel, took off his clothes, and threw himself on the bed.

He rolled twice on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Thursday is a special day.

They didn't need to attend any training during Song Feng, because that day was Bao Fanliu's catwalk day.All "Performance Stars" are invited to watch the show.

Song Fengshi and others were seated in the back row under the leadership of the receptionist.

Of course, they didn't expect to sit in the front row either.

After all, the front row seats are reserved for celebrities or big stars.

When the receptionist led everyone to their seats as instructed, he was surprised to find that there was a chair missing.The person on the chair had a name. After everyone sat down to compare the names, only Song Feng stood awkwardly.

Hai Lei even joked: "Why don't you go backstage and sit? We can walk the show together later."

Another colleague also joked: "Yeah, Xiao Song's face is okay, but his stature is a bit short."

Song Feng suddenly thought of being called a "short" by President Jin Da.

Hai Lei covered her mouth and smiled: "Really!"

Song Fengshi was in embarrassment and didn't answer, and followed the receptionist to find Owen.Owen was not surprised when he saw Song Feng coming over. He smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Song?"

Song Fengshi lowered his head and said, "President Ou, just call me Xiao Song."

"You too, you can just call me Owen." Owen still had that kindly look on his face, and said, "Is there no seat?"

"Yes." Song Fengshi nodded.

Owen said to the receptionist, "Lead Mr. Song to my seat."

The receptionist was stunned: "Then you...?"

Owen didn't explain, just said: "Just go."

He speaks simply and forcefully, no doubt about him.

Naturally, the receptionist did not dare to disobey President Ou's orders, so he led Song Fengshi to the front row, to the seat next to Jin Lanshu.

When Jin Lanshu looked up and saw Song Feng, he was slightly surprised: "What's wrong?"

The receptionist replied embarrassingly: "For some reason, Mr. Song's seat was not arranged. Mr. Ou asked me to lead him to sit here."

"Oh," Jin Lanshu understood, and said, "Okay."

The receptionist also breathed a sigh of relief, made a "please" gesture, and asked Song Fengshi to sit down.

Song Fengshi resolutely sat down and watched the receptionist running away like a little chicken, then turned around and asked Jin Lanshu: "Then what should Mr. Ou do?"

Jin Lanshu said: "He is so big, can he not find a seat? You don't have to worry about him."

Song Fengshi looked at the opposite side and the people around him, and he was a little uneasy, he retreated, and just wanted to go back to the back row.So, he said to Jin Lanshu again: "Actually, just add an extra chair for me in the back row. What am I doing sitting here? Mr. Ou..."

"Who is 'President Ou'?" Jin Lanshu frowned, and when she squinted at Song Feng, her gaze became a little sharp, "I am the only 'President' in Baofanliu."

Song Fengshi closed his mouth and looked around boredly, only to see a beautiful woman sitting down on the opposite side.Under the light, the beautiful woman is full of jewels, and the highlights on her face are like stars. Song Fengshi recognized her immediately. She was the woman who was holding Lewis in one arm and the crocodile skin platinum bag in the other.It seems... It seems to be called Kate?

When Jin Lan saw Song Feng, her eyes kept turning around the beautiful woman opposite, and she was also angry in her heart: Do you think I am a dead person?

Jin Lanshu said in a cold tone, "Want to eat swan meat?"

The music at the scene was relatively loud, and Song Fengshi couldn't hear Jin Lanshu's words clearly for a while, so he was stunned: "Goose meat? Where is the goose meat?" He was a little hungry after speaking.

Jin Lanshu couldn't get angry anymore, she smiled and said, "What are you doing looking at Liu Kate?"

"Kate Liu?" Song Feng was startled, "Is that the girl on the other side?"

Jin Lanshu nodded: "Yes. She is the younger sister of the CEO of 'Shangyuanchun'."

"Shangyuanchun seems to be the only Chinese-made luxury brand under Emma Temple, right?" Song Fengshi was a little surprised. "She won't go to the press conference of 'Shangyuanchun'? Come here to join in the fun?"

Jin Lanshu said: "She is not an employee of Shangyuanchun. Besides, Shangyuanchun never organizes press conferences, does not run shows, and does not place advertisements."

Song Fengshi nodded: "It is indeed a very low-key brand."

Jin Lanshu nodded and said, "Don't worry about it, let's watch the show."

The fashion show is about to start.The two did not continue talking.

Huang Laore, the design director, came out from the runway and made a simple opening speech.

What he said was very simple, and he said it countless times during rehearsals.Jin Lanshu's ears felt callused, so he was bored and turned to look at Song Fengshi beside him.Under the light, Song Fengshi's face looked as white as snow, and his eyes were translucent, dark brown, like sweet honey.

Jin Lanshu's gaze was like petals soaked in water, and when it hit Song Fengshi's face, it stuck, and no matter how wind blew, it would not come off.

Song Fengshi quickly noticed the gaze from his side, turned to look at Jin Lanshu, and asked in a low voice with some discomfort, "What's wrong?"

When Jin Lan saw Song Feng, she lowered her head slightly, her ears flushed, she looked very cute.He moved closer to Song Fengshi, and whispered to him, "What are your plans after the press conference is over?"

Song Fengshi's heart was beating very fast, and he thought again: Is this big boss thinking about sex right after work?This is really worthless stuff.

Song Fengshi said nonchalantly: "I have an appointment with my colleagues for supper."

"Oh," Jin Lanshu almost whispered into Song Fengshi's ear, "Push it off."

Song Fengshi's face turned redder: "Why?"

Jin Lanshu's tone was natural and taken for granted, and she said deeply, "Because I want to ask you out."

Song Fengshi's heartbeat was about to soar to the danger zone at that moment.

Jin Lanshu seemed to be fine. After announcing Song Fengshi's itinerary for tonight, she leaned back in her chair and watched the lights change colors on the runway and the models take their positions leisurely.

Models are wearing exquisite fashions, stepping on simple white shoes, and displaying fashion products in an elegant manner amidst wonderful music.

Song Fengshi was no longer in the mood to watch it, and was completely immersed in the ambiguous atmosphere just now.

But he observed Jin Lanshu quietly, and saw that Jin Lanshu's face was normal, and Jin Lanshu seemed to be very involved in the show, not as careful as Song Fengshi.

Song Fengshi stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, telling him to wake up from the pain.

Don't have any illusions!

Song Fengshi reminded himself: Jin Lanshu, the bastard, said "date" does not mean "date", but "date"!

The author has something to say: Shangyuanchun, the brand concept and history refer to the brand "Shangxia" that exists in reality. "Shangxia" is a luxury brand under the Hermès Group, and it is also the first luxury brand with pure Chinese elements operated by Chinese.