I didn't have time to tease Pang Junshi anymore, and the waiting light came on, which was notifying the designer to prepare for the show.
Tang Yili quickly replied to Pang Junshi by voice, "No text, don't worry."
The makeup artist came over to help Tang Yili quickly arrange her makeup.
The clothes were changed in advance. She wore a silver silk shirt, an oversize version, tied around the waist. From the unbuttoned large neckline, you can see the black high collar underneath, and the lower body is the simplest flare.
Black jeans once again emphasized her beloved personal aesthetic.
As usual, the big models came out first, each with long legs and a snake-like catwalk, and lined up for a circle on the T stage, and finally retreated to both sides of the stage to make way for a passage.
The lights and music come with a bang and overwhelm the senses.
Tang Yili walked out.
This was the first time she took her final bow in person. The applause surged up like a wave, and pride flowed in her chest. But the more touching feeling came from the fact that she was standing in this position on her own.
Tang Yili was at the far end of the catwalk, stroking her heart and bowing slightly. At this time, Howard jumped on the stage, holding a huge bouquet of white roses in his hand.
This is very unusual.
The person who brought the flowers was supposed to leave the stage after delivering the flowers, but Howard signaled to lower the music, took the microphone, and announced.
"Starting from today, Ms. Tang Yili will serve as the global design director of P brand!"
Tang Yili was stunned.
The audience naturally thought that this had been arranged long ago, and another wave of applause broke out.
Howard winked at Tang Yili and walked off the stage coolly to look at her.
The music came on again, and the models collectively turned around and stepped on the drums and began to leave.
Tang Yili held the flowers and smiled reluctantly, then followed the team and turned backstage.
Fabian was waiting for her, "How about it? Surprise or not, the global design director has directly become my immediate boss."
Tang Yili handed the flowers to the staff beside him, "I thought the most I could do was take over your position and be a department director. Of course, global design director. This is Howard's love."
"Tang, I don't think you're happy." Fabian pulled her aside and avoided the people walking around. "Are you still dissatisfied because I didn't discuss your salary with you in advance?"
"This is not a matter of remuneration," Tang Yili thought for a moment, "You should discuss it with me in advance before hiring me, but no one came to talk to me, so Howard announced it. This is very disrespectful."
Moreover, P Family is a traditional luxury brand, and the appointment of its global design director is something that the entire fashion industry is watching. Tang Yili feels that such an announcement will cut off her future.
Fabian thought for a moment and said, "What you said makes sense."
"The P family appoints you in public, and if you refuse, it seems to be a slap in the face of the P family. Just like Qi Huanhuan, you might even be banned. It is really difficult for ordinary people to compete with big capital."
"I understand your concerns, but..." Fabian pushed up his black-rimmed glasses with an embarrassed look on his face, "Rejecting Howard in public will definitely make him unable to come to the stage. Regardless, since this has already happened, how about you go to the company tomorrow?
Talk to him alone?"
Tang Yili thought so too.
There are reporters and colleagues everywhere today, and there will be a celebration cocktail party soon. Tang Yili definitely can't spoil Howard's interest. She plans to have a good talk with him tomorrow.
After the show, guests and brand executives moved to the venue upstairs.
The formal sales process began. The clothes on the show just now were brought over to take advantage of the popularity. Several rich ladies asked to buy the show series designed by Tang Yili.
Feng Yiman stayed with Tang Yili, and when he heard the staff reporting the situation, he chuckled: "Originally, I wanted to cheer for Miss Tang, but who knew I wouldn't be able to do so."
Pang Junshi sneered from the side: "No, Miss Tang is not what she used to be. With her own influence, who else can she care about?"
Neither Feng Yiman nor Tang Yili paid any attention to him. They both turned their backs to Pang Jun and snickered as they walked.
Later, Xun Lang called and said that he might not be able to see her tonight.
But it's already this time, and the meeting hasn't ended yet. I don't know how long I will work tonight.
"I'll ask the driver to take you back to the hotel later. I know Miss Tang has had a hard day, so I won't bother you to rest tonight."
Tang Yili walked to the deserted terrace and said, "In the past few days, you have been asking me to rest."
A low and mellow smile came from the radio waves.
Someone said without the slightest bit of embarrassment, "So, are you inviting me to come over today?"
Tang Yili couldn't laugh or cry: "Maybe we really have different channels,"
"As long as one thing is on the same frequency, it's fine."
Tang Yili: “…”
If it weren't for the phone calls, the man might have wanted to prove that they were on the same frequency, but obviously the timing was wrong. Xun Lang was a serious person most of the time.
He called and had another thing to explain.
"My parents are coming from Nan Province tomorrow. I have booked a room. You can call your dad and we will have a meal together."
Tang Yili suddenly became nervous, "Are you going to..." Official announcement.
"Now that we are together again, do we still have to hide it from everyone? Or do you think underground love is more exciting?"
In fact, underground love is more exciting.
She secretly thought, but she also knew that Xun Lang didn't like this, "Okay, I can take my dad with me, but you have to explain everything."
Tang Yili didn't have the patience to endure all the torture.
Xun Lang always gave her everything she wanted.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
…
The day after the big show is a veritable closing day.
Because Tang Yili has booked a flight to fly back to Paris tomorrow, many things need to be handled today.
One of them was that she was determined to talk to Howard about taking over as design director.
Tang Yili got up early and put on light makeup and a sleeveless white suit skirt. She walked in the bright office as if she had just stepped off the runway, looking capable and fashionable.
The lady at the front desk of P's house was used to seeing all kinds of people in the fashion industry, but she couldn't help but look at Tang Yili a few more times before reporting inside.
Soon Howard's secretary came out: "There are distinguished guests in Mr. Howard's office. Mr. Tang has to wait for a while when we just come in?"
Tang Yili had no choice but to follow the secretary to her room. The two had interacted with each other in Paris, but not much. They chatted about dressing up and having fun. Soon, they heard movement in the big boss's room next door.
The secretary was alert and walked out first. Tang Yili stood at the glass door of the room and looked out.
Howard went so far as to see the guests off in person.
The secretary, bodyguards, and a bunch of people were standing on the ground. Tang Yili was still wondering who it was, but among the people moving around, she saw Xun Lang.
Surrounded by everyone, he was the tallest and had long strides. Among the group of people, he was the most dignified one.