Thanks to Qiao Chunyan's successive acquittals, after that night, his profile picture was successfully placed on Qi You's friend list, and he was never favored once.

Qi You had no intention of contacting his **, and even wanted to give him a deletion and block package.

However, she didn't mean to lie to Qiao Chunyan when she told him that she would be very busy for a while. After the engagement party, there were only a few days left to prepare for the graduation exhibition jointly organized by the school and the New American Academy of Art in Milan.

The school rented a venue in 751 Fashion Design Plaza, and the planning and design of the entire event, including stage design, were all completed by graduates from the School of Art.

The work exhibition of college students is different from the big show of mature brands. The designers need to do everything from the clothes to the modeling of the models themselves, which is a test of their skills.

According to Qiyou's instructor, in addition to the leaders of brother schools who will come to watch this big show, the chairman of the National Fashion Designers Association and other industry insiders will also be there to scout for new talents. If they are spotted by senior seniors, they may have the opportunity to sign a contract.

Become a brand designer.

Qiyou's goal has always been to create her own brand, so the contract signing company is not very attractive to her. However, she seems to be an idle second-generation ancestor. In fact, she has very high requirements for herself professionally, or she doesn't do it.

She has to do her best, and if she can be recognized by her seniors in this show, it will be a very happy thing for her.

For this reason, Qi You invited several models from the costume performance major who best met her own standards to walk on the stage for her, and stayed up for several long nights to adjust the details of the costumes and design makeup, striving to achieve perfect standards.

On the day of the show, the sky was gloomy, the whole city was shrouded in dark clouds, and the Meteorological Bureau issued a rainstorm warning. In case of heavy rain and traffic jams, Qi You deliberately left the house an hour early, and reminded several model sisters in her team to go early as well.

Go out.

She drove her sedan to the venue, and with the help of Chen Jinan and Bei Rui, she moved the clothes for today's show to the backstage dressing room.

As soon as I stepped into the gate of the venue, heavy raindrops fell behind me, a bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, and the heavy rain fell and struck the entire city in an instant.

Summer rain always catches people off guard.

Despite Qi You's warnings and instructions, the models in their group were still late. Two of them were stuck on the road due to heavy rain, and one could not be contacted at all. It is still unknown whether he has gone out.

Seeing that the designers from other groups were already preparing to style the models, but none of the models from her own group showed up yet, Qi You had nothing to say, and she felt completely calm and even wanted to post on WeChat Moments.

She stood under the eaves, took a photo against the pouring rain, and then found a still from a Korean drama and posted it on WeChat Moments with the text: [It’s raining so heavily, Uncle Ghost, how melancholy you must be today.]

When she saw this circle of friends, Qiao Chunyan was listening to a new project planning meeting in the group conference room.

The new project is a piece of fat. The person in charge of this project is said to be a close confidant of a certain director, and everyone wants to take a bite of it. But the director obviously chose the wrong person. This person is full of loopholes in planning and has poor speaking skills.

It was nothing more than a few questions, but they never got to the point. Qiao Chunyan didn't even need to speak, and the people below started to argue with him.

Qiao Chunyan was sitting in the seat, turning the pen expressionlessly. His sharp-jointed hands were very beautiful. He glanced at his phone from time to time, not knowing what he was thinking. His calm appearance made it difficult to tell what he was thinking.

Lu Chao was silently taking minutes of the meeting, his keyboard was typing loudly, and his cell phone placed next to the tea cup suddenly buzzed and vibrated.

He lowered his head and saw the message prompt, boss: [What is the ghost?]

"..."

As if afraid that Lu Chao wouldn't understand, **ss forwarded another picture from Qiyou's circle of friends to him.

Who would have thought that the people below would be so furious that their thoughts would fly out of the sky.

Lu Chao is a grown man who is very busy at work and knows very little about Korean dramas. However, as a special assistant with an annual salary of one million, the boss’s problem is work. He forwarded this picture to the group managed by the president, and soon got women

Help from colleagues.

[This is an early Korean drama. When the male protagonist is depressed, it will rain. In this still, the female protagonist is sad alone in the rain, and the male protagonist suddenly appears to hold an umbrella for her. ]

Lu Chao copied and forwarded the original text of his female colleague to Qiao Chunyan.

Qiao Chunyan stared at the text for a while, then looked sideways out the window. The sky was gray, and the heavy rain had been raining for nearly an hour and there was still no sign of stopping.

He didn't know much about Korean dramas, so he took it for granted that Qiyou's friend circle meant that she was trapped in a heavy rain.

He clicked on Qiyou's profile picture and sent the first message since the two became friends: [Where is it?]

Qi You was very busy on the other end and had no time to type, so he casually gave him a location.

Just in case he asked the straight man's triple death question, I gave him a promotional poster for today's show and sent a voice message: "Busy about the graduation show."

So, when the heads of various departments were arguing and about to start a fight, the **ss in the seat finally reacted. He lightly tapped the table twice with his fingers, his expression always cold.

Everyone held their breath.

The storm finally came...

Qiao Chunyan stood up, straightened his sleeves, and said softly: "Let's leave the meeting as it is today."

???

that's all??

Everyone turned their attention to Lu Chao, who understood the boss's heart best. Lu Chao had a blank look on his face, saying "Don't ask me, I don't know." He packed up the boss's notebook and quickly followed him out, leaving the whole room looking at each other.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the rain gradually decreased.

Mercedes-Benz opened the road in front, followed closely by the Maybach. The two luxury cars drove into 751 Plaza one after another and stopped at the entrance of the design building. Passers-by stopped to watch, wondering which big shot was coming.

At this time, the show entered the final preparation stage. The dressing room backstage was in a mess. Forty or fifty models were crowded together, making the scene uncontrollable. Under Qi You's repeated urging, only four of the five models in their group came.

There is another person who cannot be contacted alive or dead.

She looked tense, and while helping several other models to dress and style, she asked Bei Rui to help call the last model.

Bei Rui called five times in succession, but none of them got through.

"What should I do, Youyou, she still doesn't answer."

Qi You pursed her lips, her beautiful face was as cold as ice, but her thoughts were still calm. She said: "Wait a little longer, there is no reason why she can't come."

Bei Rui nodded, looked at the time on her phone and said, "I have to go to the front to check. If you're too busy, I'll help you find Jin'an."

Jointly organizing shows with foreign universities is a major event in the courtyard. For this matter, both Bei Rui and Chen Jinan took leave today to help out. One is responsible for the stage design, and the other is responsible for the coordination. When they are free, they come to help their good sister Qiyou.

"Okay, you go and do your work first." Qiyou said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the originally noisy scene suddenly became quiet, and the eyes of all the women in the room were fixed on somewhere at the door.

Qi You was busy putting makeup on the model and had no time to look up, but the model on the chair was restless and turned to look at the door. She then raised her eyelids and looked along everyone's line of sight. Suddenly she saw a pair of dark eyes, and her back instantly straightened -

—

Who is that Qingjun man wearing a suit and leather shoes, standing at the door with one hand in his pocket, if he's not her cheap fiancé?

Under the bright light, the man's facial features were cold and profound. Qiao Chunyan took advantage of her height and saw Qi You who was busy in the corner at a glance. Looking at her from a distance through the crowd, the world seemed to have stopped.

It was a staff member at the door who spoke out first: "Is this... the male model that one of you has dated?"

I don't blame her for admitting her mistake. Such a superior appearance, perfect height, and appearance here at such an untimely time, there seems to be no better explanation other than a male model.

Everyone shook their heads. Today was a women's clothing show. Moreover, this person had the powerful aura of a superior person. He didn't look like he was coming to the show at all, but more like the father of the sponsor who came to see the show.

But what is the sponsor’s dad doing backstage?

Just when everyone was looking at each other, Bei Rui plucked up the courage and walked towards him.

Her heart beat faster, her palms were slightly sweaty, and her eyes were bright when she looked at him.

"Qiao, Mr. Qiao, why are you here?"

Qiao Chunyan tilted her head slightly, swept her eyes lightly, frowned and asked, "Who are you?"

Bei Rui smiled and said, "My name is Bei Rui. I am an intern in Qiao's Administration Department. Mr. Qiao, you may not know me."

Qiao Yanyan said "Oh" lightly, raised her eyes and looked in a certain direction again, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, "I'm here to see my fiancée."

The dressing room exploded with excitement, and the air was filled with the sour smell of lemon.

Lemon fruit on the lemon tree, you and me under the lemon tree, take a look! Handsome guys are always someone else’s! Sweet love is always someone else’s!

But who is his fiancée?

Bei Rui was also surprised. Although the news of the new president's engagement had spread in the company a few days ago, she had not been in the company for a long time, and her colleagues did not get along very well. The news was relatively closed, and she still didn't know the prince's identity.

Who is the fiancée?

But she never expected that this mysterious fiancée would be among the group of people she might know.

Her face stiffened slightly, and she asked bravely: "Is Mr. Qiao's fiancée backstage with us?"

Qiao Yanyan looked straight at Qiyou. The little girl clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, frowned and begged, and said silently with her mouth: "Please, please go quickly."

But the next second, Chen Jinan, whose whereabouts were lost, barged in without any warning. When he saw Qiao Yanyan standing at the door, he shouted in surprise: "Oh shit! Qiyou, why is your husband here!"

Qiyou: "…………"

A powerful sound resounded throughout the dressing room.
Chapter completed!