Ye Zhenzhen sneered when she heard this, and was just about to refute it, but Ye Rin said to the stylist one step faster than her: "You have been fired!"

The stylist didn't seem to expect him to say such a thing, and looked at Rin Ye in front of him in surprise: "It's such a short time now, Mr. Night, do you think it's too late to find a stylist for Mrs. Ye again?!"

The corners of Ye Zhenzhen's mouth raised sneeringly, and he looked at the stylist who was still self-righteous at such a point: "In Paris, the most important thing is the stylist!

"Do you think a Frenchman would design a classical Chinese hairstyle?" the stylist obviously had Chinese ancestry, and looked at Ye Zhenzhen with some conceit.

The reason why she dared to say such a thing was because she was confident that she had an absolute advantage in France because of her grasp of Chinese clothes.

"Even domestic designers will design so-called European-style evening gifts, how can you be so confident that foreigners will not study them because of their respect for Chinese classical costumes!" Ye Zhenzhen raised his chin, with indescribable pride: "What's more, if my designer can't, I'll teach him!"

"You?!" the stylist's tone was filled with disbelief and deep contempt, and he couldn't believe that the young 'girl' in front of him still understood this.

Ye Zhenzhen looked at her disdain and shrugged, picked up the eyebrow pencil for makeup on the table very casually, and randomly found a blank piece of paper on the table and drew it.

"Miss Ye, some things look very simple, but in fact they are very rare! Too self-righteous will not make people like it!" The stylist didn't know what Ye Zhenzhen was going to do, but he couldn't help but sneer.

Ye Zhenzhen belittled the dignity of the design she was very proud of, which was the last thing she could tolerate.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't reply, Ye Rin's anger at this time was already erect, and he looked at the stylist coldly: "People who are too self-righteous are indeed not liked, I think your career in Paris is coming to an end!"

His words sounded like a threat, but they were sure to do what he said, and his cold tone was chilling.

Ye Zhenzhen didn't seem to have anything to do with the outside world, she was just looking down and drawing, with a few strokes, the paper finally took shape, and she pinched it with two fingers to show it in front of the stylist's eyes.

The brown 'color' brush simply outlines the steps of 1, 2, 3, and 4, reflecting the process of how to make a Chinese classical hair bun.

In a short period of time, the three most classic buns have been drawn on a piece of paper, which look simple and clear, and anyone can follow the steps to make the style.

"I don't know if you've heard that sentence, only a dog's eyes will look down on people!"

Ye Zhenzhen said, with a light pair of two fingers, and the paper floated to the ground from between his fingers.

"It's simple, isn't it?!"

The cool words carried a kind of indifferent casualness, but they hit the stylist's heart more heavily than Rin Yarin's words.

"How can you do this?!" The stylist was really hit, Ye Zhenzhen's pen did not have a trace of hesitation, the contours of his face were outlined, and the hairstyle looked extremely accurate with a pen, which was impossible without design skills!

Especially with such a simple presentation of the steps of the head of the pan, which has never been done before!

"This has nothing to do with you, right?" Ye Zhenzhen raised his eyebrows, and the arrogance between his eyebrows suddenly burst out, and he looked at the stylist in front of him with a wide eye: "I'm sorry, I don't have time to talk nonsense, I'm going to start styling!"

In such an era, such a simple picture seems to be shocking. Because at this time, mobile phones have not yet entered the era of global intelligence, but a few years later, mobile phones are popularized, and this kind of picture can be forwarded with just a click on Weibo.

Make-up Techniques, Costume History, Costume Versatility...... After the advent of the App era, it is just a means to win retweets and likes.

At that time, with the prevalence of time-traveling dramas, the evolution of clothing and hairstyles are commonplace, and from Weibo to WeChat, they have become the existence of swiping screens.

Looking at the shock caused by himself, Ye Zhenzhen took his eyes off the stylist, and looked at Ye Rin with a slight hook at the corner of his 'lips': "Now, please invite my stylist back!"

When she said this, she completely ignored the presence of the stylist around her.

Ye Rin looked at the stylist coldly, if she hadn't caused trouble, Ye Zhenzhen's style would have been done now. He frowned, and he didn't have the patience to talk to her anymore, so he looked directly at the people guarding the 'door' and said, "Don't drive away those who should be driven away, and those who should be invited in please come in!"

The stylist looked at the two of them, his face was red and white, and he stamped his feet and walked out with an angry expression.

Ye Zhenzhen's team of stylists was invited in from outside the 'door' again, and when they saw the cheongsam she was wearing now, they expressed their surprise and 'beauty'.

"If that's the case, how should I 'get a hairstyle'?" Ye Zhenzhen's stylist is really a little difficult, because the matching of gorgeous clothes is not his specialty.

"Look at this!" someone picked up the paper from the ground and handed it to the stylist.

"Ye, do you want a hairstyle like this?" the stylist asked one by one with the brief hairstyle picture looking at Ye Zhenzhen's face.

"What do you think?" Ye Zhenzhen said a little playfully: "We have cooperated happily during this time, and you obviously know more about what is suitable for me!"

Ye Rin stood silently beside him, watching Ye Zhenzhen communicate with the stylist. He found that as long as he didn't talk to him, Ye Zhenzhen loved to laugh.

When she speaks to others, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are warm.

But when facing him, her body couldn't help but tense, and her eyes were cold.

"I feel like these three hairstyles don't seem to suit you very well!" Ye Zhenzhen's stylist frowned and looked at Ye Zhenzhen and said.

"Then you don't have to do this!" Ye Zhenzhen obviously had absolute confidence in her stylist, so he said that it was not suitable, and she said that she didn't need this hairstyle.

"Shall I try to design one for you?" The stylist looked at Ye Zhenzhen and said with some hesitation, this is the first time he has seen Hua Guogu's hair bun, but because it doesn't match Ye Zhenzhen's face shape, he wants to help her deform the bun again.

"Okay!" Ye Zhenzhen nodded happily.

Ye Rin looked at her and obviously trusted the stylist very much, otherwise it wouldn't just be the other party who said to try, and she would immediately cooperate. His eyes turned to the stylist.

The stylist is of French descent and has turquoise eyes that look like the clearest lake water.

Deep eye sockets, blue 'colored' eyes, looking at people with a natural affection.

Coupled with deep facial features, Ye Rin can't help but feel threatened.

"You trust him very much?" Ye Rin's eyes turned to Ye Zhenzhen, and there was a hint of nervousness in his voice that was not easy to be noticed.

Ye Zhenzhen had a makeup mirror erected in front of her, and she saw the reflection in the mirror behind her, and saw Ye Rin's eyes falling on her with judgment.

Trust?

Her eyes turned to the stylist who was carefully beginning to ponder Ye Zhenzhen's hair, this man who looked too young now would one day become famous.

She trusted not him, or not just him, but a predetermined fate.

William Tracy, the name will eventually become the face of fashion.

If it is said that Dan Vo's heart is because he has 'intersected' in the past, so he will deliberately look for it in this life, then for William, it is really a crooked mistake.

It was while she was shopping that she met William, who had been evicted by the landlord, and his team.

At this time, they were just young people who came to Paris to pursue their dreams in order to fulfill their dreams. I rented out a store and wanted to be my own design company, but in the end, it was difficult to support it because there were few customers.

She hired them without any hesitation, and that salary was enough to support them in a life they didn't know how to face.

It is not so much that they were lucky to meet Ye Zhenzhen, but that Ye Zhenzhen was lucky to meet them.

Who can just take a casual stroll and meet the god of design of the future.

If she hadn't studied design, and because her teacher had used William as a success story, she wouldn't have much of an impression of this person.

So, looking at Ye Rin in the mirror, Ye Zhenzhen nodded: "Yes, I trust William in terms of design!"

Ye Rin looked at the stylist who was 'fiddling' with Ye Zhenzhen's hair while thinking: "But I haven't heard of his name, and he is not even as famous as the stylist I hired!"

"After this time, you will hear his name!" Ye Zhenzhen said with a smile on the corner of his lips, very confident. Her successful styling has her own judgment and William's credit, but when it comes to it outside, it will only say how good her stylist is.

After this incident, William's road will be much easier in the future.

"Why did you draw those pictures?" Ye Rin looked at Ye Zhenzhen with a deep gaze, and changed another question. There will always be things that go against common sense in her: "I remember you didn't learn design and composition!"

In the information he obtained, Ye Zhenzhen did not 'show' such a specialty.

"You want to know?" Ye Zhenzhen raised his eyebrows, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked slightly mischievous: "Then what are you going to exchange for?"

Before, when she asked him for it, he always asked her what she wanted in exchange. Now, at last, there is also a chance for her to ask a rhetorical question.

Ye Rin looked at the mirror in front of Ye Zhenzhen with burning eyes, and Ye Zhenzhen's expression in the mirror could be seen from his height. He could see her intention, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked: "What do you want me to exchange for?"

"I owe you a favor before, how about writing it off?" Ye Zhenzhen looked at the mirror and said with a slight smile in his eyes.

"Just ask a question, the price is inevitably too great!" Ye Rin shook his head slightly, obviously not ready to agree to this 'exchange'.

"It doesn't matter, then let the secret be a secret forever. Ye Zhenzhen shrugged, looked at Ye Rin and said with a smile.