Chapter 72 Huayi Capital(1/2)
Chao Changchang thought that Yun Chaochao was going to tell him about pancakes and fruits, but he never thought that his girlfriend would come over and drop a bombshell.
"Do you know who bought it? Don't scare me. I've been timid lately and I'm a bit intimidated." Chao Changchang has always known that his girlfriend's information is very well-informed, but now that he's so well-informed, he can't help but
Made him a little worried.
"What's going on? My boyfriend is suddenly so timid and I'm not used to it."
"Don't tell me that the Trendy International Center was photographed by your family. I have already made plans to relax in half a month."
Chao Changchang really doesn’t want to be worried about the same thing.
This kind of thing does not mean that you will get used to it after experiencing it once.
Perhaps, for some people, this kind of experience will become an opportunity to avoid risks and escape unscathed next time.
But Chao Changchang has never been a person who has a desire for money.
Probably, he never missed the first eighteen years of his life.
After something happened at home, money was a complete stress for him.
Now he probably just wants to live a stable and ordinary life.
He advised Si Nian not to let his second uncle take action, and of course he didn't want Yun Zhilei to take action.
Cherish life and stay away from the tallest building.
Yunyao Ribbon is one of the top ten enterprises in the domestic industry announced by the authoritative organization of the subdivided industry.
Before the tide grew, I had never thought about this at all.
Just thinking about it now makes me break out in a cold sweat.
If Yun Yao's ribbon was dragged into it, he probably wouldn't be able to have a romantic love affair with Yun Chaochao in peace and mind.
"Haha, so that's it? Then you are really overthinking it. If it had anything to do with me, I would have told you a long time ago. There is no way you would have waited until now, right?" Yun Chaochao directly denied it.
"That makes sense. My girlfriend shouldn't have the heart to treat me like this." Chao Changchang finally put his hanging heart back into his stomach: "What's the inside story about you? Come and share it with your boyfriend."
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"I'm not free right now. I have to go meet my idol. I just heard about it. I think it's almost the same. I'm not sure yet. I'll tell you in detail when I find out tonight."
"Shouldn't your idol be your boyfriend?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"Aren't spouses even?" Chao Changchang asked seriously.
"What's your size?"
"Okay, my boyfriend who has only been online for three days is now offline. You can go meet your idol. Don't worry about whether I am Lotus Root or your spouse." Chao Chang felt aggrieved and followed the mobile phone signal to Yun Chaochao.
in the ears.
"Are you jealous?" Yun Chaochao felt a little strange.
"..." Chao Chao paused for a long time, and finally decided to respect his own heart: "Yes, but I am embarrassed to admit it."
"Uh-huh." Yun Chaochao stopped pointing out the contradictions in Chaochang's words, and directly switched to Yun·Robot·Chaochao mode.
I imitated the tone of the robot and said in a mechanical tone that was all the first tone: "My girlfriend received the vinegar bottle handed to her by her boyfriend. She drank it in one gulp and thought it tasted pretty good."
Chao Changchang also learned to speak like a robot: "My boyfriend took the vinegar bottle handed back by his girlfriend and felt that he needed to fill it up again."
"Haha, I'm not teasing you anymore. My idol is a girl, so it doesn't affect your status as my male idol at all. I really can't tell you any more about me. I'm going out to pick up my idol at the airport now."
"Is there a pick-up service? Is the salary so high?"
"No matter how high you are, I'm not as high as you. When you come to Tsinghua University, I'll go back to pick you up in person. I'm going to die." Yun Chaochao was really in a hurry to leave.
"Ah? You don't plan to tell me who the buyer is now, and you want to give me a call specifically?" Chao Changchang felt that this operation was a bit meaningful.
"Yes, if you don't understand it, you will keep thinking about it. If you keep thinking about it, all you can think about is me."
"..."
Can it still be done like this?
My girlfriend is really different from other people’s girlfriends.
"Well, all I can think about is waiting slowly, so I'll just wait at home for my girlfriend to help me find out the news."
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The person Yun Chaochao wanted to pick up at the airport was Senior Sister Yiren's senior sister.
When Si Nian said that he would not go and asked Yun Chaochao to accompany Suo Yiren to have dinner with his senior sister, Yun Chaochao's first reaction was naturally to refuse.
She is not like Si Nian, she is familiar with her.
It can liven up the atmosphere wherever you go.
Moreover, if Si Nian didn't have a brain on the soles of his feet, he should have known that the senior sister wanted to take him to meet his friends.
If she agreed directly, it would make Si Nian's already limited emotional intelligence worse.
Unexpectedly, the next conversation between senior sister and Si Nian would completely attract Yun Chaochao.
Si Nian said with a very low emotional intelligence: "I really have no interest in accompanying you to dinner with a senior who only knows the top ten disgusting jokes in college."
Si Nian still vividly remembers the scene where he sprayed braised pork.
Suo Yiren replied: "Who said that senior Yan Yan can only tell the top ten disgusting jokes in college? Senior sister is an outstanding alumnus of our Wenzhou Middle School and the founder of Maison Yan II."
Because his mind was not online, or he was not online in the right place, he only caught a strange key point from this sentence: "Is your Wenzhou Middle School great? Isn't my Wen No. 2 Middle School older than your Wenzhou Middle School?"
Suoyiren went to middle school, which was out of sync with Sinian's school.
After all, there is an age difference of five years. If it were not for a twelve-year consistent school like YC, it would be difficult for them to have any interactions after elementary school.
Si Nian has always been very concerned about the fact that he did not get admitted to Wenzhou Middle School. He was only 0.5 points behind at that time and just missed Suo Yiren's alma mater.
What's even more outrageous is that Senior Sister Yiren's mother is also a teacher at Wenzhou Middle School.
For not being admitted to Wenzhou Middle School, Si Nian was scolded by his parents for at least two and a half years.
In the last six months, I let him go purely because he was about to take the college entrance examination.
He originally thought that once he was admitted to the same university as Suoyi, there would no longer be any issue of whether the high schools were in the same school.
At this moment, I was stabbed in a painful spot for no apparent reason.
Yun Chaochao's focus is completely different from Si Nian's.
"Ahhhhhhhh! Maison Yan II! Is the senior Yan Yan mentioned by senior sister Yi Ren the designer of Maison Yan II Yan Yan?" Yun Chaochao excitedly grabbed Suo Yiren's arm.
"Yes, he is the designer of Maison Yan II and the creative director of Y·Y." Suo Yiren skipped Si Nian's mindless statement and responded to Yun Chaochao's excitement with a little pride.
"Ahhhhhhh! Senior sister, I am dead! I will die right where I am! Senior sister, can you take my soul with you on a pilgrimage?" Yun Chaochao rarely gets so excited.
At least Si Nian has never seen it.
"Is it such an exaggeration? Why do you girls talk about food or clothing every day?" The brainless classmate Si Xiaonian disliked Yun Chaochao and Suo Yiren: "Sister, can you ignore these boring things?
Regarding the matter, please help me arrange my dormitory first?"
Yun Chaochao simply couldn't accept Si Nian changing the topic to a place like the dormitory at this time:
"Of course it's an exaggeration!"
"MaisonYanII just fell from the sky."
"The first show in Maison Yan II designer Yan Yan's life started at Paris Haute Couture Fashion Week. She was only 22 years old at that time."
"After four consecutive haute couture shows, he won the title of Haute Couture at the age of less than 25, making him the youngest member in the history of Paris haute couture."
"Do you know HauteCouture?"
Yun Chaochao asked Si Nian.
"I don't know. Which language do you speak?" Si Nian's disgust grew even more.
"Paris is of course French, but it also has this word in English. Haute Couture - haute couture." Yun Chaochao explained to Sinian.
"What's the point? Who doesn't say that they are high-end customization nowadays? If you just go to a shopping mall, you can find three or five of them. What's so surprising?" After hearing the explanation, Si Nian didn't think there was anything special at all.
"Please! The self-proclaimed Haute Couture you are talking about is not the same thing as the Haute Couture I am talking about! The Haute Couture title is the highest honor for fashion designers. There are only a handful of people who truly have the Haute Couture title. They must pass the French industry
According to the review of the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology, except for Chanel, which has always had haute couture and remained profitable, many well-known luxury brands cannot afford high-end fashion houses that burn money."
"Burning money means not making money." Si Nian never felt anything wrong, but turned into a little contempt.
"Do you know what an industry benchmark is?"
Advanced customization, unless it is very popular every season, must have strong financial and team support.
If not, it is very likely to be unsustainable.
"I only know that making money is the kingly way."
"Who told you that Maison Yan II doesn't make money? Do you know how difficult it is to buy a piece of Maison Yan II clothes?" Yun Chaochao was really annoyed.
"You're so excited, it seems like you really like it." Suo Yiren came out to smooth things over: "Then I'll ask my senior sister if she can bring a little fangirl over. I originally said I would bring my little junior brother, but it seems that Nianzi is
To be continued...