Chapter 0348 Backstage

The sky is clear, and One Gulfstream has a long tail in the sky.

"Boss, are you satisfied?" Ava said, picking up the wine glass on the table, she needed a drink to suppress the shock.

"Not bad, keep up the good work next time. Li Zitao patted her buttocks.

At this moment, the turbid air in the cabin makes people feel a little impulsive to open the window for ventilation.

Gardner and Lily were already asleep in their cubicles, frightened from their previous games and in need of a good rest.

Waiting for the plane to land in Paris, the bodyguards and the car were already waiting outside the airport, and they arrived half a day early by civil aviation to arrange all the trips.

"Boss, should we go to the venue first?" asked Shen Qiang, who had been promoted to Li Zitao's head of security.

"Yes. "He's here to see the fashions, not to stay in a hotel.

The show will be held in Dior's store, which will be closed during the two-day show.

The glass doors outside are covered by curtains, and the chairs form a circle inside the house, leaving only two narrow passages in and out of the 'backstage' inward.

There is about 2 square meters of open space in the middle, and this is where the 'model' shows off her charm.

In addition to well-known designers and artists, there are also buyers from major department stores from all over the world.

They are always traveling around the world in designer stores, searching for the latest information and fashions, and bringing excellent products back to the company.

These buyers have a lot of power, and it can be said that whether the design of many famous stores can appear in department stores or not is in their hands.

While the final shelves will be reviewed internally, if they can't even see your design, what will they do?

When Li Zitao arrived, he could see that many storefronts on the street had drawn up their curtains.

Every year in February ~ March, it is the busiest day of the Paris fashion show.

But nowadays people like to call it a 'fashion house,' and each designer store has its own fashion show in their store.

Fashion Week in the true sense of the word will not appear until 20 years later, after the end of World War II.

It was then that the day of the rebirth of fashion fashion, and modeling began to become a formal professional identity and be accepted by people.

When I met Christian Dior, he was communicating with his designers about the appearance of the models and the changes to the clothes.

"These clothes are worn on her body like robes, and I want a gloomy, dark, oppressive Gothic style, not a convent nun. ”

"Maybe we should change the model. ”

"Yes, we should change it" The corner of Dior's eyes swept to Li Zitao and the others who had just come in, and his eyes lit up when he saw Ava.

"She, that's right, that's her, what's your name. Dio pointed at Ava.

"Me?" Ava said blankly, "What the hell is this?"

"That's right, who are you?" Seeing Ava's blank look and unfamiliar face, Dior guessed that she might not be the model who came to the fashion show.

But it doesn't matter, no one can resist the charm of banknotes.

"If you want to be a model or not, for 20 francs an hour, you will become the new darling of the fashion industry, the muse in the eyes of people. ”

Dio completely ignored the others next to him, and only Ava was left in his eyes, with a delicate and three-dimensional face and a domineering and hot body, it was really a perfect hanger.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. Ava said decisively.

"Well, good, then we... What are you talking about?" asked Dior, surprised, sure he had misheard.

"I say, I'm not interested, Monsieur Dior. Ava smiled and introduced sideways, "My boss, His Excellency the Marquis Charles Lee, I am his personal secretary. ”

"......" Dior looked at her with regretful, regretful, and sad eyes, and looked at Li Zitao with a little 'hostility'. ’

Ava's conditions were too perfect in his opinion, she was born to belong to the stage, standing in the spotlight and receiving enviable praise and amazement.

It's just that this kind of emotion comes and goes quickly, and Dio understands very well that compared with the big man in front of him, his conditions are not tempting.

"Your Excellency Charlie, welcome to Dior in person, we are making final preparations, maybe you would like to visit the backstage?"

"Of course, I'm interested. "He's very interested in the backstage of the models.

This is not surprising to Dior, everyone is interested in backstage, a lesson he learned while working at another high-end clothing store.

In the background, there are two changing rooms separated by curtains, surrounded by clothes for people to choose from.

At the moment, the 100-square-meter space is full of busy people, dressers and models changing clothes.

The slightly conservative three-point style has an old-fashioned appeal in Li Zitao's view.

These models are not the 'crooked melons and cracked dates' he imagined, 'fair-skinned and tall.

Although there is no vest line, everyone's figure is well maintained.

Occasionally there were a few elephant legs, which were 'plus-size models,' designed to display clothing designed for tall skeletal women.

The new wealthy of the early 20th century, most of their wives and children belonged to the 'little giants,' which were definitely standard Yanmars.

However, ordinary people are not blessed, Li Zitao still likes those slender and plump women with slender willow waists.

"Your Excellency, you can visit here as much as you like, I still need to make some preparations. Dior took him backstage and left quickly.

"Miss Gardner, please come here. "Ava Gardner was taken to the locker room, where there were two dressing rooms, one of which was her exclusive room. ’

"It's not fair. A model standing in place, holding her hand against the wall and changing clothes, complained, "Why are we exposed here when she can be there?" ”

"Don't complain, she's a Hollywood star, haven't you seen her new movie?"

"Why should I go to see it, ha, this is Paris, not America. ”

"Vivien, Vivien. Dior's aides rushed in, shouting loudly.

"Here it is. The girl who was struggling to lift her skirt raised her hand and shouted, leaning forward and straightening up suddenly, only to see the side of the skirt 'tearing' and cracking.

"Oh, God, who is it, who gave it to you, oh my God, God" Seeing Vivien's clothes, the assistant looked around like crazy.

"This is the 9th, isn't that right?" Seeing the other party's appearance, Vivien asked blankly, not knowing what she had done wrong.

"Nine? You said it was nine, God, you wore it backwards, you know? Somebody can't tell the difference, get out of the way, I'm going to be unable to breathe. ”

The assistant was suffocated by the anger, and this dress was one of the themes of their finale, and it was to be given to Gardner to wear.

Now, it was ruined by a little girl who was temporarily pulled.