That night they slept in separate rooms. Ji Moxuan waited until Nimolan fell asleep and went to another room.
He sat on the bed without moving for a long time, without any thoughts in his mind. It was already early in the morning when he could think. He remembered that he had to go to the signing meeting at dawn to sign the contract, so he slept on the bed with his clothes on.
After a few hours of half-sleep, he returned to Nimolan's room and pushed her to wake up: "Get up. Today's signing meeting is very important. We need to make some preparations in advance."
During breakfast, Lemon put a stack of documents on the dining table. Ji Moxuan nodded, and then said to Nimolan: "This is the information I asked the secretary to sort out. You can take a brief look at it first. You will be out when the contract is signed."
We should communicate well with the secretaries of those responsible persons, learn their ideas, and transform them into our own things. When we return to China, we will set up a task force and you will be responsible for contacting international friends."
"I don't have experience in this area, so I'm afraid I won't be able to do it." Nimolan became nervous. This was undoubtedly pushing her to the pinnacle of public relations. People who don't have full charisma in international communication will not be able to tolerate this kind of culture.
Shocking, once you get involved in this field, you need to be absolutely serious and disguised. Not only must you be well-informed, but you must also be able to use it freely.
Ji Moxuan put down his fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin: "Experience is accumulated. You are the mistress of the Balik family and my wife. You cannot be afraid of this or that. There will be many difficult things in the future."
"But……"
"No buts," Ji Moxuan stood up, "Read the information quickly, we will set off on time at ten o'clock."
Nimo Lan tried his best to forget what happened these days and concentrated on looking at the documents. The scope of fashion can be described as massive, enough to swamp people.
Nimolan studied design and was really not good at memorizing things. After reading it for a long time, he still felt that he had gained nothing.
Lemon opened the door and asked Nimolan to come downstairs, saying that Ji Moxuan was already waiting downstairs. So she hurriedly packed her things and ran downstairs.
Ji Moxuan looked at Nimolan from top to bottom, who was holding the document in a slightly embarrassed manner, and finally shook his head feebly: "Get in the car!"
Ji Moxuan did not take Nimolan directly to the signing venue. He parked the car in a remote street and then took her on foot to the Champs Elysées, the world-famous Avenue of Triumph. Everything along the street was luxurious.
In the store, all the impressive and famous brands gathered here, which made Nimolan's mind clear up all of a sudden.
Since 1900, the Champs Elysées has gradually become a gathering place for internationally renowned brands. Along the street are Louis Vuitton, Cartier Diamonds, Mercedes, Benz, Fiat, Renault, Citroën, Starbucks, FNAC, Virginmegastore
, Maxim's, Fouquet's, film distribution companies, theaters, bars and nightclubs, etc. are all lined up together. There are also Hollywood Planet Hollywood and Hard Rock Café scattered among them, showing Paris' leading fashion taste to the world.
Nimolan regretted that he didn't bring a camera, so he could only take pictures left and right with his cell phone.
Ji Moxuan followed her without saying a word, taking a leisurely walk with a cup of coffee in his hand. After a while, a talent scout came forward and handed over his business card.
"I'm sorry, I already have a contract with a company." Nimolan heard Ji Moxuan reply to the talent scout.
He couldn't help but laugh out loud. When the scout heard the sound, his eyes lit up and he strode towards Nimolan. Ji Moxuan saw something was wrong with this posture and quickly stepped forward to stop him. He took the scout's arm and pointed.
Nimolan said: "She also has a contract with a company."
"Which company did you sign with?" The talent scout was very reluctant.
Ji Moxuan scratched his head, and Nimolan moved over and continued: "MLN Fashion is a brokerage company in China. Although it has not been listed yet, we are not planning to change jobs."
"Can you give me your company's contact information?" the scout asked.
Nimolan was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Excuse me, can you tell me which models your company has signed?"
"...Monet.Jin..." The scout mentioned many names, and the name Monet in the middle was particularly harsh. Monet.Jin, Nimolan became the male model he wanted to poach most after his own company. Ji Moxuan was then
After hearing that Nimolan went to great lengths to recruit this male model, I felt jealous for many days.
Ji Moxuan suddenly looked at Nimolan and saw that she was also stunned, so he had to say to the scout: "I'm sorry, we are in a hurry, so I'm sorry."
"Wait a minute, Miss, can you tell me your name? I really like you very much." The French are always direct in expressing their love, and the artistic people are even more straightforward. Although it is abrupt, his expression is sincere.
But it's full of romance.
Nimolan adjusted his expression, smiled and said: "My name is Molun, from China."
"I'm Phelps. Roland, thank you for telling me your name." After kissing his hands, Phelps walked away in the threatening aura emanating from Ji Moxuan's body.
When Ji Moxuan saw the scout walking away, he took off the sunglasses he had been wearing: "Why did you tell him your name?"
"I'm not a famous person, it's just a name. Besides, we're all in the same circle, so there's no guarantee we'll cooperate one day." Nimolan said matter-of-factly.
But Ji Moxuan didn't think so. His mind was a little deviated. He thought that Nimolan must have easily told the scout her name because she heard the name Monet. This woman was using all means to turn herself into someone else.
It’s related to Monet!
With a dark face, she went shopping with Nimolan, and finally Nimolan stepped into the Galeries Lafayette. After walking around in a circle, she stopped at the LV counter, leaning on her arms to look at the people queuing up to buy LV.
Ji Moxuan stopped and asked, "What do you think these people are doing?"
"Look, most of the people queuing up here are Chinese. Even though there is an LV store on Triumph Avenue, the LV store in Galeries Lafayette is still so popular. What does this mean?" Nimo Lan asked with squinted eyes.
Ji Moxuan replied: "It explains two points. One is that we Chinese are passionate about luxury goods, and the other is that shopping malls are more suitable for luxury stores than specialty stores."
"Yes, these are the two points. So, why don't we join forces with shopping malls to prepare for the fashion ceremony? In the past, fashion weeks were held in large venues in places with more Parisian culture like the Louvre, but the importance of shopping malls was very low.
"
Ji Moxuan was very interested and raised his eyebrows: "What good ideas do you have?"
"I think we can take the mass route for this fashion ceremony. We will launch a series of special discounts for consumers who actively purchase luxury goods. Of course, the traditional fashion ceremony cannot be lost. We are just opening a small branch."
"You mean to expand the consumer group?" This is how Ji Moxuan understood it.
Nimolan nodded: "Yes, the premise is to ensure the tradition, open small branch venues, and rotate the displays, which can not only attract customers to the mall, but also spread the news of the fashion ceremony on a larger scale."
"Similar proposals have appeared in the past, but they have all been rejected because we do not believe that expanding the consumer base can sustainably promote luxury goods for a long time. Once the fashion week has passed, the customer base will shrink back to its original size again.
, there is no possibility of long-term profit." Although Ji Moxuan could not bear to discourage Nimolan, the fact was before his eyes, and benefits were indeed not easy to obtain.
Nimolan nodded to show that he understood. After thinking for a while, he said: "Then don't use French models, use our own models!"
"You mean that while we are here to hold a fashion ceremony, we also need to plan more than ten small shows. Is that what you mean?" After a pause, Ji Moxuan shook his head, "This is impossible, it will exceed the budget."
"No! We adopt a voluntary approach to apply. I believe there will be many models who are looking forward to the opportunity and are willing to walk on our stage. As for the planning and budget, I think it should not be more than the cost of a large fashion show!"
"Is a small show not as good as a large show? Nimolan, what nonsense are you talking about?" He, Ji Moxuan, is not a fool. How can he use the money of one big show to cover the expenses of ten small shows?
"We only need to provide room and board for the models. We don't need a stage or anything else!" Nimo Lan's attitude was firm.
Ji Moxuan was confused, how could he show if he didn't need a stage?
"The mall is a big stage. We were approached by a talent scout on the street just now, and I suddenly came up with this idea. Models will definitely be more eye-catching than ordinary people. Their bodies and behaviors are professional and beautiful.
So, we need to take advantage of this, let the models walk into the crowd, and magnify the comparison between the models and ordinary people in the crowd, so as to achieve a visually stimulating effect, so that people will have fantasies and expectations, and they will want to
Become a model-like person and become a bright spot among the crowd, so the purchase rate will definitely increase."
"——As for the long-term benefits, I think they are there. We can record the video on site and then promote it on the Internet to let people around the world see the value and performance of the product. I'm done." Nimolan stated his point of view,
She held her breath, waiting for Ji Moxuan's answer.
Ji Moxuan touched the tip of his nose and finally nodded, saying: "I know what you mean. Although it doesn't sound very thorough, it's still worth trying."
"Thank you for sure." Nimolan smiled brightly. This was the brightest smile she had seen in these days.
"Although this is our wedding trip, in fact you are probably preparing for your fashion week. I can see your efforts and want to help you for a long time." Ji Moxuan couldn't help but say a few more words.
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Nimolan pursed his lips and said, "That's enough. It's troublesome enough to allow my works to be sold in Balik's department stores, to allow me to host such a large show, and to help me organize the show."
"Actually, you don't need to be polite to me." Ji Moxuan curled up the corners of his mouth bitterly and continued to walk forward.