Tang Yili started to pay the bill at the front desk. The clerk's eyes were wide-eyed and he scanned the goods one by one in front of the machine.
James took their things and followed closely, "Tang Yili, you are not funny enough. We have told you all our secrets. You have never told us about your situation. Do you think it is appropriate?"
"Inappropriate." Tom answered with a smile.
"Is it appropriate for us to treat you as friends and you to treat us as fools?"
"Inappropriate."
"So, do you want to talk about it?"
"want."
"..."
The two sang together, causing the clerk to frequently raise his eyes to see what the relationship between the three of them was.
Tang Yili was made a little dizzy.
After she finished paying, James threw down the exact change and pulled Tom out with him.
Following him like a ghost, Tang Yili was completely crushed and admitted in a dumbfounded voice: "Okay, okay, I'll do it!"
"What you saw that day was my son and his father."
"Wow!" James and Tom exclaimed. "You have kids?!"
However, James responded faster, "Why is that man your son's father and not your husband?"
Tang Yili was asked, but he didn't want to show too many flaws, so he said: "Because... our marriage relationship is hard to say at the moment."
"It's hard to say?" James suddenly had an "I understand" look on his face, "That man looks like a man who relies on his reputation. Did he think that you have a good family background and lured you into a honey trap? Now that you understand, you want a divorce.
That man will come over to you with his children to get back together, right?"
Tang Yili was impressed again: "How did you rely on to deduce such an excellent plot?"
James looked proud of "Don't admire me brother", "I think men are spot on, just your handsome guy. His eyes are all about you, with the words 'Don't abandon me' written all over his face.
Why, you didn’t see it?”
Tang Yili was expressionless: "I don't like men with tattoos on their faces."
"Hahaha, Tang, you are so funny." James clapped his hands, "But then again, how did you meet such a handsome man? I think his arm circumference is at least 40cm. Does your little brother often go to the gym?"
Tom gave James a hard look, and James shrugged and stuck out his tongue. Tang Yili liked to see James eating turtles, smiled, and pretended to be generous and asked: "Do you want his WeChat ID? I can push him to you.
Ask him how he got his arm circumference."
"Oh, no, Tang, you are so mean!" James stopped Tom's elbow as he was about to leave, and gave Tang Yili a wink, "If we don't get along as husband and wife tonight, it must be your fault.
.”
This is a courtesy that Guotang will not recite.
She held the brown paper shopping bag, walked quickly, shook off the two masters, and returned to the apartment.
The manuscripts on the workbench were still spread out quietly. She was still struggling with sleepiness, but now she went out and blew in the cold wind, and she felt refreshed.
Tang Yili changed her clothes, boiled some hot water, and while waiting for instant noodles, she leaned against the glass door of the balcony and looked out.
The sky in the east has turned white, and the cold night is hazy, half asleep.
I don't know if there were so many noises related to Xun Lang tonight, but Tang Yili once again thought of what he said in the air-raid shelter.
"Go back in time..." she whispered softly.
Six years, four years, two years, at every point, they made the most important decision in their lives. Xun Lang said that he had no regrets, but what about herself?
Are you still willing to take the initiative to flirt with him, are you willing to marry him, are you willing to have a night like that with him?
"Beep..."
The kettle whistle sounded and the water boiled.
Tang Yili came back to her senses and returned to the kitchen to operate. When she closed the cup paper cover again, she suddenly smacked her mouth, then she thought about it and secretly cursed herself: Who wants to experience that night again?!
This stupid man treated her like a doll because he didn't do it lightly or harshly. He caused her so much fucking pain!
…
Tang Yili stayed in the apartment for three days, relying on junk food to survive, and finally came up with a draft plan.
There were classes in the afternoon, so she took a taxi early to hand in her manuscript.
The submission was in a retro building next to the Champs Elysées, where the fast-selling brand opened the world's largest store. The lower floor is used for brand promotion and customer consumption, and the upstairs is the office of the brand's top executives.
Tang Yili made an appointment with John Parson to meet with the brand executives at ten o'clock. She arrived early, and John Parson, the middleman, hadn't arrived yet. It seemed inappropriate for her to go in alone, so she went to the store first.
lock up.
This fast-selling brand actually entered the domestic market ten years ago. At that time, it even caused a wave of high-quality and low-price sensation with its pricing of 39, 59, and 79.
At that time, a domestic brand's pure cotton sweater started at just 120 yuan, while its price went up to 79. I don't know how many processing factories it had opened.
Tang Yili was just a high school student at the time, and she bought following the trend, but because she was not a price-sensitive person, she stopped patronizing it later, but she had always paid attention to it. This brand was not specific to business districts, and could be found in any shopping mall in Beijing City.
stores, and young men and ladies in the expensive circles don’t think it’s cheap.
Inner wear, socks, and plaid shirts, everyone is proud to make its products fashionable. Tang Yilijian Jun Pang and Feng Yiman have both worn its thin down jackets.
It is a miraculous existence for a brand to be sold cheaply and at the same time please the price-sensitive crowd without being abandoned by wealthy people.
Tang Yili was walking around when he saw the travel-worn John Parson coming over.
The two looked at each other and smiled. No one was any better, their eyes were all black and blue, comparable to pandas.
"Tang, you are really hardworking. Parisians don't like to get up early."
Tang Yili smiled.
The two showed their visitor invitations and went upstairs from the internal elevator together.
The way of a large international company is to pass the news in one by one, but after a short wait, a capable man and woman soon came out to greet them and invite them in.
After sitting down in a large conference room, everyone introduced each other. Except for the man and the woman, the most important person in the brand was called Laum. He was the organizer of the joint event and was very familiar with John Parsons.
On the Internet, other people looked at their boss's face, and the topic all revolved around John Parson.
After about ten minutes, John Parson remembered Tang Yili next to him, and he introduced him to everyone.
"Tang Yili, Miss Tang, is a graduate student at ESMOD. She helped me a lot at my last show. She is from the East. This is why I recommended her for this collaboration."
Everyone looked at Tang Yili, more distrustful than curious.
They don't trust a young student's work to conquer the market.
They also do not believe that Asians can gain a foothold in the fashion circle where Western aesthetics are the mainstream.