The amber liquor is poured into the glass, creating countless bubbles.

“cheers！”

The firelight illuminated every smiling face, and the design exhibition came to a successful conclusion, and Qiao Shanquan and SVA students were holding a barbecue meeting on the roof of the studio.

The music and alcohol relaxed everyone's nerves, Qiao Shanquan left for a while, she gently closed the attic door, Juan slept soundly, and the party did not wake him.

Walking back into the crowd, a plate of barbecue was handed in front of him, and when he raised his eyes, Qiao Shanquan faced a young face.

"Teacher Qiaoqi, this is what I baked...... You haven't eaten all night. ”

After taking over the barbecue, Qiao Shanquan remembered this boy, he was very talented, and the women's clothes he designed were eye-catching.

"Charles, right? I really like that your designs reflect the sleek and cheerful style of a professional woman, and those smooth lines look beautiful. ”

Appreciated, young Charles's eyebrows fluttered, and he sat down next to Qiao Shanquan and tried to find a topic to talk to her, from his life at SVA to his family, and about the characteristics of the work of many contemporary designers: "...... I remember that the work that Mr. Qiao Qi won the Parsons Design Award that year, which has both retro restrained elegance and the sharp determination of modern urban men. To be honest, I admire you very much, Mr. Qiao Qi, your design style is simple and atmospheric, even though you design men's clothing, I still learn a lot from it. ”

"Your designs are very spiritual, but I think if you can embody more personal characteristics and create a memorable style, it will take you further." Qiao Shanquan clinked glasses with Charles, bowed her head and took a sip.

Spending time with the younger students allowed Josan to pick up many memories of her school days.

A successful demonstration helped everyone present, including herself, regain her self-confidence.

It's a pity that there is one less important person at this celebration party.

Pulling up her hair, a trace of regret flashed in Qiao Shanquan's eyes.

Early in the morning, Ferry helped move the barbecue grill to the roof of the building, and suddenly received a call from the manor.

Hurry up and end the call. Ferrie touched her cheek lightly, "I'm sorry, Qiaoqi, I can't accompany you to the barbecue meeting." ”

Holding a bunch of budding pink peonies in her hand, Qiao Shanquan raised her eyebrows in surprise: "What's wrong?" ”

After the last time they talked, Ferry didn't avoid her answering the phone again, and this was exactly the attitude Qiao Shanquan needed, she only cared if she was trusted by the man, and she didn't want to snoop on all of him*.

She preferred to hear from him what he wanted to share with her.

Pinching his phone, Ferry looked down and thought for a moment, then picked up the one and told her: "Mr. Antonio, the husband of Madame Maxim and the advisor of the manor, he told me that there have been restless guys near the manor recently, and it seems that he wants to cause trouble. I'm worried that someone will take the opportunity to do something and want to go back. ”

Qiao Shanquan said, "Then you hurry up." ”

She immediately booked the nearest flight for him.

At the time of parting, Qiao Shanquan grabbed Fei Li and told him: "Some people may hear that you are going to sell the manor, and they want to create unfavorable news about the manor, so that some people can dispel the idea of buying, and they can also take the opportunity to lower the price." Don't be soft-hearted, you can't always tolerate and condone their misdeeds just because the other party may be your relatives. Do you understand, bearded, there are still a lot of people on the estate who work for you, you said, you treat them as your family. Now you should protect them. ”

Ferry hummed, carried his backpack downstairs, and after a few steps, he turned back, wrapped his arms around her waist, and leaned over to imprint a hot, long, deep kiss.

"Wait until I get back."

The man's hoarse voice revealed a bit of indescribable reluctance and desire, which stained Qiao Shan's ears red.

Pushing him, signaling that the time was not early, Qiao Shanquan watched him gradually move away.

I don't know if he's landed at Eze Airport now. Qiao Shanquan found that after only half a day of separation, she had hopelessly begun to miss his silent company.

What about the good ones who only go to the kidneys and not the heart?

Covering her face, Qiao Shanquan laughed at herself silently, she pulled her long hair back to her head, and pulled up Charles, who had been sitting beside her: "Come, dance with me." ”

The electric guitar intro plucks the heartstrings, the intense drumbeat follows up, and the record jumps just to thebravery.

Young men and women swayed their bodies and shook their arms to the music, Qiao Shanquan danced in the crowd to the beat, every look, every spin, lazily and charmingly flicked her long hair, laughed unbridledly, released her enthusiasm wantonly, and her graceful figure gradually turned into the most dazzling star of the long dark night.

Charles followed her stupidly, and the big boy's childish face showed an obsessive look.

Several classmates crowded to Charles's side and raised their wine glasses: "Hey, brother, why are you standing here stupidly, get up!" ”

With a red face, Charles was pushed into the dancing crowd by his classmates, and he carefully gathered his hands and feet, for fear of accidentally touching a beautiful woman who danced unrestrained and enthusiastic, she was so dazzling, a unique presence in the crowd, which made people see it once and forget it.

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It was already two days before I saw Charles again.

Qiao Shanquan tied her long hair high, tied her head with a ball, curled up in a comfortable sofa in a loose T-shirt, and flipped through Facebook messages with her iPad in her arms.

Hearing the footsteps going upstairs, Qiao Shanquan sat up straight, pulled her collar down twice, folded her legs, and put on a lazy and elegant side lying position.

With a smile, Qiao Shanquan's voice was slightly lowered than usual, adding a bit of charm: "You're here...... Well, Charles? It's you. ”

Holding a brown paper bag in his arms, Charles turned around and struggled to close the iron door, he smiled shyly: "Teacher Qiaoqi, I brought condolences here, I hope your headache symptoms have improved." ”

Seeing that he didn't hear the disappointment in his instantaneous tone, Qiao Shanquan cleared his throat: "Put the things in the refrigerator in the common area, come and sit here." ”

Scattered around the sofa were several fabric pillows and cushions of various sizes. Charles found a place to sit down, and he asked with concern, "Teacher Qiaoqi, do you still have headaches from time to time?" ”

Holding her head, Qiao Shanquan smiled bitterly: "Don't mention it, the taste of a hangover is really uncomfortable." For this reason, she had to close her studio and spend a long and painful day with Juan.

The head seemed to have been smashed with a heavy hammer, and the slightest movement would cause severe throbbing pain, and Qiao Shan lay down for a day before relieving.

Someone came to visit her, Qiao Shanquan was still very happy, she personally made tea for Charles, let him feel the Chinese tea culture, the two of them each held an iPad, browsed websites and pictures on the Internet, and exchanged inspiration generated by the collision of different cultural elements.

"This is a haute couture collection of George's previous years, and it is also a show that I personally admire very much." Qiao Shanquan enlarged the picture and asked Charles to see the details, "The perfect blend of ink materials commonly found in Chinese culture and modern dresses, in our China, bamboo is also a symbol of a gentleman." Well, 'gentleman' is similar to the Westerners' definition of a gentleman, and even more stringent, including high conduct, not being inflammatory, and so on. ”

Charles listened attentively, nodding his head from time to time. It is a very rare experience to be able to get one-on-one comments and advice from a successful designer outside of school.

Designers all have their own temperaments, after all, they are engaged in an art. The appreciation of art tends to be more the subjective preference of different people. Many designers are reluctant to share their experiences with others.

Speaking dryly, Qiao Shanquan stopped and took a sip of tea.

Charles hung his head and casually glanced upstairs: "Teacher Qiaoqi, that very cute little boy, who is he......

Qiao Shanquan made a silent gesture to interrupt him.

She heard a series of footsteps.

The studio is usually closed to the public, so who will come at this time?

Infected by the serious expression on Qiao Shanquan's face, Charles followed and stood up, facing the direction of the iron gate.

The first to arrive was a man in a suit and leather shoes, and not long after him, Jalent and Demi walked through the studio door together.

"You're the designer Miss Georgie, aren't you? Hello, I'm from Finland and we would like to talk to you about cooperation. For your design and brand......"

After the businessman shook hands with Qiao Shanquan, he immediately took out the information from his briefcase, did not waste time to make more greetings, and said his intentions bluntly.

When Charles next to him heard this, he had a happy smile on his face, and was about to congratulate Qiao Shanquan, but when he raised his eyes and saw Qiao Shanquan's expression, not only did he not have half a point of joy, but instead looked at the man and woman who were standing at the door and looking at the studio with a cold gaze.

Jalent and Qiao Shanquan looked at each other, his eyes flickered, he walked over and pressed the Finnish businessman: "I'm sorry, this gentleman. I'm afraid Miss Qiao Qi can't sign a contract with your company. ”

The Finnish merchant was displeased: "Why? ”

Jalent took out his business card and stuffed it into the man's hand, patted him on the shoulder seemingly affectionately, and said with a warning in his tone: "I am the vice president of AJ Group, the design director. If you want to cooperate with Miss Qiaoqi, I am afraid that you will become a competitor of the AJ Group, are you ready to become an enemy of the AJ Group? ”

AJ Group not only operates men's apparel brands and related accessories, but also includes real estate and media-related industries, and has strong capital in the United States and Europe.

The Finnish businessman did not expect to get into such trouble, and he was so embarrassed that he did not know how to continue the conversation.

Sighing, Qiao Shanquan stepped forward to ask for the other party's business card, and smiled apologetically: "...... I'm afraid today is not the right time, so we'll make an appointment another day. ”

Finnish merchants came in a hurry and left in a hurry.

"I thought I might meet a lot of people in my studio, but the last thing I wanted was you. Say, come here on purpose, what other plans do you have other than to sabotage my cooperation with other companies? ”

Qiao Shanquan didn't intend to be polite to them, she had almost torn her face, and there was no need to continue to pretend to be friendly.

Jalent was choked, what he did just now was indeed not kind enough, and it was inevitable that people would be criticized when it was passed out.

Demi stepped forward: "Teacher Qiaoqi, please stop posting your new work, as well as all plans related to cooperation. ”

Qiao Shanquan laughed angrily, what a big breath, who does this woman think she is?

"No kidding, why do you think I'm going to do what you say?"

In response to Qiao Shanquan's arrogant cold smile, Demiser shrank, she gritted her teeth fiercely, and raised her voice: "If you insist on doing that, AJ Group will spare no effort to ban you, and all models, photographers, and magazines that have a cooperative relationship with AJ Group will refuse to cooperate with you!" ”

What the?! These two bastards still dare to run in front of her and make nonsense and show off their might?

“s-h-i-t！ Shut up, get out of front of me at once! Qiao Shanquan was so angry that she went crazy, grabbed the metal pen holder stuffed with paintbrushes and smashed it over, panting uncontrollably.

She understands the workings of the fashion industry, and the threat of the other party plays into her weakness, and she is pitifully small compared to a mature and large group. She couldn't imagine how she could have kept the studio and the brand running without those resources.

Are they really going to force her to death?!

Qiao Shanquan's eyes were dyed with blood, even if she was going to die, she would pull them on her back together, really when she was a soft persimmon that was easy to pinch?

The movement downstairs was not small, and Juan remembered his father's advice before leaving, to protect Qiaoqi.

He dragged the clothes pole and rushed down.

"Qiaoqi, don't be afraid, I, I'll help you get rid of the bad guys!"

The stick landed on Jagent's upper, and the man screamed in pain and raised his hand to catch him.

Qiao Shanquan rushed forward and hugged Juan.

Recognizing the child's face that suddenly appeared, Demi was like seeing a ghost, her face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "You...... You are ......"

The iron door was pushed open with a hard bang, and there was a muffled sound against the wall.

Ferry's expression was grim, looking around at the tense situation in the studio, and he asked in a deep voice, "What the hell is going on here?" 166 Reading Network