Tang Yili was surprised again. The world is so small. The series she took over turned out to be the work of Qi Huanhuan. No wonder she saw familiar signatures and graffiti in the corner of the design draft, but she couldn't remember them.
The next question is why Qi Huanhuan terminated the contract.
"Because of Qin Sheng?" Tang Yili just speculated.
Howard looked at the little episode over there. Everyone in the circle was an acquaintance. He was not surprised at all that Tang Yili knew Qin Sheng.
He said: "Qin Sheng has been silent for a long time because of the NGO ban two years ago. He originally signed a cooperation agreement with us, but the company later replaced him because of the political risks. Qi Huanhuan found out about it halfway and felt that we were discriminating.
, was so angry that he terminated the contract with us."
Tang Yili's expression was a little complicated, and Howard knew what she wanted to say.
"That's right, as you think, no one of Qin Sheng's stature dares or can accuse us. After all, we will still cooperate in the future, but Qi Huanhuan..."
Howard shook his head and smiled, which was completely a sneer at the love brain.
"She broke the contract halfway when she was just starting out, which is equivalent to destroying her future. Not only did we erase her contribution to spring fashion, but she also left a dark history in the Fashion Association. Look at the fashion industry today, does she still have a place?
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Obviously, Qi Huanhuan's position is only by Qin Sheng's side. At best, she is a fiancée, at worst, she is a nanny.
The person who had just been refuted by Qi Huanhuan was also an important figure in the fashion industry. He was in front of Qin Sheng and it was hard to get angry, but he turned around and walked towards Howard, wiping his hands with a pocket towel, with an impatient look on his face.
"Tell me, man, I just spilled a glass of wine, as if I had killed someone, and that woman almost killed me with her eyes. It was really scary."
"Are all Eastern women like this? They treat men like sons in their pockets."
Howard smiled and said, "Don't make Eastern women hate you. The guy next to me doesn't like to hear it."
Howard smiled and introduced Tang Yili to the big boss. The big boss's eyes suddenly lit up and he apologized: "Look, I have offended someone tonight."
"I'm really sorry, Miss Tang, I know you are different from ordinary women. The relevant video has a 20 billion on-demand rate! You are simply a money tree!"
Tang Yili heard this compliment as usual and didn't feel too honored. He just raised a glass with the two of them.
She relied on her strength to stand where men stood, and the men who wanted to take advantage of her beauty did not disappear, but they packaged themselves with dignity and humor.
Males are the most realistic species on the planet. They will very clearly divide women into those who can go to the negotiating table and those who can sleep with them.
Therefore, wherever Tang Yili goes now and how many men she meets, she hears only praises and no frivolity.
In the shadow room with fragrant clothes and temples, two big guys were talking loudly. Tang Yili occasionally participated in a few words, but he couldn't help but look in another direction.
All happy.
In Tang Yili's impression, Qi Huanhuan was a carefree and self-centered person. She had a wall of books and a small cobalt-yellow lamp. She lived in a dilapidated house with the word "demolished" painted on it, but she was rich in the world.
That was the person she once envied.
Now she walked into this gorgeous and lively hall, following a man step by step, and there was really no trace of her former charm.
Qi Huanhuan's ruined future for a man may have moved Qin Sheng to some extent, but at the same time, she also personally locked herself into the cage of love.
Such a lively girl was fading. Tang Yili felt sorry for her, but also felt lucky for herself. She stood here after fighting and saw with her own eyes a preview of her original ending.
As the cocktail party came to an end, Howard had a good chat with everyone and negotiated an unexpected contract.
The place of performance of the contract is in Beishi.
On the way back, he sent Tang Yili back and offered to send her there.
"Tang, that's your hometown. You must be most familiar with the people, customs and customs. I think this P brand show will be held there and it's up to you to prepare it. I think it's perfect. What do you think?"
Tang Yili had just been listening to the whole process: "I will prepare it?"
Howard: "Leaving next month, it will last about a week."
"Tang, although we are only in a cooperative relationship now, this trip to Bei City will focus on your works. The company hopes you will come. At the same time, I believe it is also an opportunity for you to showcase yourself."
The driver drove the car silently on the road at night. The Champs Elysées Square in summer was brightly lit, from bottom to top, like a dream garden.
You can see it from a few streets away.
Tang Yili withdrew his gaze and said, "I'll think about it."
Out of gentlemanly etiquette, Howard sent Tang Yili downstairs, and the black Bentley slowly drove away.
She went upstairs feeling a little worried.
Perhaps influenced by Qi Huanhuan, she thinks a little too much about the age-old issue of women balancing love and career.
After changing into home clothes, taking off the heavy makeup for the reception, and taking a bath, Tang Yili felt that she felt a little more relaxed. She wiped her semi-dried hair and sat on the bedside. On the wall directly opposite, her new
I bought a glass cabinet specifically for displaying Barbie dolls.
In addition to Monroe from the United States, Xun Lang later sent Shanghai celebrities, Japanese geishas, samba dancers, and Southeast Asian Nyonya.
Some of them were bought by Xun Lang himself, while others he asked his secretary who was on a business trip to go to the local area to choose them.
There didn't seem to be any reason, he just gave it away if he wanted to, but as more and more styles came out, Tang Yili realized that what Xun Lang wanted to show might not be about the gift, but that he had been thinking about her.
Tang Yili stood up and walked to the cabinet, squatted down, opened the glass door, and looked at the "Shanghai famous actress".
On that face, the rebellious single phoenix eye, the charming curls, the white forehead, and the pair of cherry red lips all tell the story of a woman's pride.
Go back, not go back, go back, not go back...
At this moment, the mobile phone rang. Tang Yili turned around to get it, already guessing that it was Xun Lang calling.
They have been talking on the phone almost every week in the past three or four months. No matter where Xun Lang went on a business trip, he would make a bedtime phone call to Tang Yili before midnight in Paris, and he would not turn on the camera.
Tang Yili feels that this style of only listening to the voice but not seeing the person is a bit like online dating.
"How was your participation in today's cocktail party?" Xun Lang's question also sounded like online dating.
"It's nothing new, but one advantage is that there are not many people around me compared to when I was in China, and I don't have to keep having awkward conversations."
Xun Lang's deep laughter came from the radio waves.
Tang Yili walked around the room, turned off the lights, put his worries aside, and lay down on the bed.