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โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ Being a model mentor is the choice of many retired supermodels, and some people choose to develop their own brands, perfumes, underwear, and clothing. Originally, I thought you would be one of them, but I didn't expect you to leave as soon as you kid said go, and you didn't drag the mud and water. How's it going, have you thought about it? Now that you're back, do you want to do it with me? โ€

Garcia said a lot of things, and found that the man sitting opposite him tilted his head absentmindedly, staring straight over the clear tempered glass guardrail and looking down.

"What are you looking at?" Garcia came interested. He had known Ferry for many years, and he was almost half of his mentor. People who have been immersed in the fashion circle for many years are accustomed to seeing delicate and beautiful faces and perfectly proportioned bodies, and they will no longer be easily attracted by good-looking skins. The best of them was the guy in front of him, Garcia remembered, stripped naked of the beautiful girl and the feminine man who sat on his lap, and couldn't set off half a wave in Ferry eyes.

Stretching out his five fingers and shaking them in front of him, he finally pulled Ferry's attention back.

Lowering his eyes, Fei Li lowered his head and picked up the coffee cup, and said indifferently without guilt: "Sorry, I was distracted and didn't hear clearly." What did you just say? โ€

Garcia: "...... I don't want to repeat it again! He really wanted to pick up his collar and clean up the guy, but he soon remembered that he had never gained any advantage in height since Ferry reached 189 centimeters tall.

The tragic truth made Garcia sad for a while.

"Why did you choose to meet here?" Frowning, Garcia couldn't help but look at the sunglasses on the bridge of the man's nose, "You don't always like to be in this kind of crowded situation. โ€

Ferry pursed his lips and said nothing, all his attention was on the booth in the hall on the first floor, and from the direction in which he was sitting, an Oriental woman with black hair loosely tied on one side was talking to someone, and various materials were spread out side by side on the table.

Following his line of sight, Garcia's eyes lit up: "That oriental beauty? Yes, worthy of someone who can attract your attention, the proportions are quite good, the skeleton is slender, the body is elegant, and the taste is good. Maybe I should go down and talk to her, maybe she'll be interested in doing commercials......"

His arm was pressed hard, and Ferry looked at him warningly, and said coldly, "Don't go." โ€

Garcia wondered, "Why?" โ€

Ferry didn't speak, frowning at the table downstairs, his vigilant and nervous expression betraying his true emotions, and the more Garcia looked at it, the more he felt that this man was like some kind of carnivore in the cloak of civilization, ready to burst out at any moment and pounce to defend his prey.

Garcia looked at the Oriental beauty more cautiously, she was really so good that the former world's top supermodel, Ferry Santrini Montero, who has always been clean, fell in love with her at first sight in the mall?

In the booth downstairs, Qiao Shanquan confidently explained her design ideas to the representatives sent by the film crew, and she got the information she wanted from the relaxed and approving looks on the faces of the people.

"Miss Qiao's design is excellent, but we are not the ones who make the final decision, and we need to scan and fax the results to the investors." The agent who introduced himself surnamed Bai took out his mobile phone and looked up and asked, "Does Miss Qiao mind if I take a picture of your design and send it to my boss?" โ€

"Who's your boss?"

Opening his mouth to make a "mu" mouth shape silently, Assistant Bai smiled apologetically: "It's inconvenient for the boss to come forward directly, so he entrusted me to come in person for him." โ€

Covering her mouth, Qiao Shanquan looked excited, her eyes were shining, and she lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "It's Mu ...... Is the actor right? No problem, if you want to shoot it, or will I shoot it? โ€

Taking the other party's reaction as the fan's love for idols, Assistant Bai laughed very understandingly, handed the phone to Qiao Shanquan, and leaned over to tell her which account to send it to.

This scene was fully watched by Ferry, and his brown eyes suddenly churned with a dark surge of jealousy.

What was the man doing?

How dare he get so close to his Qiaoqi, his body is almost attached!

And their hands, when were they stacked together?

Damn, he knew that he shouldn't let his sweet wife go alone to meet those men with bad intentions!

Fei Li couldn't wait to jump down at the moment and beat the "wild man" downstairs with a blue nose and swollen face, and even complained about his friends, how could he send a subordinate with obscene words and deeds and bad intentions to negotiate cooperation?

Garcia looked down at his phone, found an email and handed it to Ferry: "In fact, since you suddenly appeared and took a set of advertising photos for an unknown brand, many people have approached me and wanted to contact you through me and invite you to work for them......"

Raising his hand, Ferry said in a tough tone: "I've quit this circle." โ€

"I know," Garcia sighed, "but there are some people I can't refuse, like Master Graffy and the one from Milan...... You have always been assertive, I don't dare to make up my mind for you, and I asked you out to see what you mean. Less to advertise, more money. In recent years, the entire fashion industry has been hit by the global financial crisis, and major brands and design directors are trying to find new ways out, such as replacing more appealing spokespeople. โ€

Ferry pressed the corners of his forehead, and his nonchalant posture looked arrogant and wild: "I don't want to be a model anymore, you know, I'm not the golden age of modeling, the world should be given to young people, and I'm a farmer by profession now." โ€

"Farmer ......" Garcia was choked by his words, pulled the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth embarrassedly, and glared at him: "Where do you have the shadow of a farmer like this?" Ferry, do you understand what it means to waste resources? With a face and body like yours, not a model, choosing to be a farmer? God, please tell me, it's an April Fool's joke. โ€

Ferrie raised an eyebrow and snorted softly, noncommittal.

Looking his friend up and down, Garcia's gaze fell on his friend's vintage bomber jacket. The perfect combination of rivets and vintage style, as well as the man's broad shoulders and back, is deliberately loosened to accentuate the muscular lines, and the cut of this jacket is both sophisticated and fluid, and the insider will know that it is an extraordinary piece.

Garcia's eyes lit up: "Is this a new Balman creation or a limited edition of D&G?" I haven't seen anything like it on the market, especially this pale gold moire that runs along the shoulder seams and cuffs, which looks mysterious and elegant......"

Speaking of this, Ferry pulled the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile, and his eyes were full of pride that could not be hidden.

"This coat? It's the unknown brand you just mentioned. The man endured it, and was not very willing to tell the other party that this was made by his wife, the only exclusive design in the world.

Garcia was dumbfounded: "What? I thought it was ...... It's no wonder you'd be the face of such an independent brand, it seems that the designer has a few brushes, interesting, I want to meet him, Ferry. โ€

"Why? What do you want? Ferry frowned, with a hint of displeasure.

"I now manage my own modeling agency and work with all the major brands, so a great design like this shouldn't be lost in obscurity! I'd like to meet the designer and if I can, I'd like to help him do his own show! I have a hunch that he will set off a craze in the fashion industry. โ€

As a friend, Ferrie certainly trusted Garcia's gaze, and he was well aware of his wife's talent and passion for design...... But he hesitated. Pushing his exclusive designer in front of the whole world like this, why does he have a feeling of being offended?

The protectiveness and possessiveness in his body are shouting, and he doesn't like to share it with others.

But the quarrel and reconciliation of the previous night came to mind, and Ferry sighed silently.

He should learn to respect her will, especially when it comes to her cause, and he must selflessly and fully support her, shouldn't he?

"Okay, I'll mention it to her."

"She?" Garcia sensitively catches the word, "Isn't it 'he' who turns out, but a female designer?" What exactly is your relationship? Hell, Ferry, don't make excuses to prevaricate me, I know you're very arrogant in your bones, and unless you're a very special person, you won't identify with the other person. The designer who can convince you to end your retirement and return to the fashion industry...... She must have had a very unique charm. โ€

Pursing his lips, Ferrie took off his sunglasses with a sweet smile that mixed shyness and pride, and couldn't help but look down.

"She's really unique...... She is my wife. โ€

โ€œโ€ฆโ€ฆ We will make an evaluation report and return to the headquarters as soon as possible, Miss Qiao, and we are confident that you will bring an outstanding work to our films. โ€

Putting away the information, Qiao Shanquan smiled: "Of course, I will give 100% effort to my work, and I believe that I will do my job very well." โ€

In the culture of Europeans and Americans, self-confidence is the embodiment of strength, which is different from the subtlety of oriental culture, Qiao Shanquan's self-confidence first made the other party stunned, and then the crew representative laughed deeper.

The two sides got up and shook hands, and were about to leave, when someone came to their table, and a female voice sounded.

"Shanquan?"

It had been a long time since I had heard such a rounded Chinese pronunciation in the Western world, and even when I had just spoken to two compatriots, they still spoke in English, and the other party called her Qiao Qi or missqiao.

That voice seemed to ...... Qiao Shanquan was stunned for a moment, raised her head, she saw the person clearly, her expression was shocked, her hand was loosened, and the information was scattered all over the ground.

The hand lightly pressed her trembling shoulder, and the gaze of the visitor swept over the other two casually, and the gaze fell back on Qiao Shanquan's shocked face, and her expression loosened slightly, and a faint joy similar to a long-lost reunion appeared.

"I didn't expect to meet you here...... Long time no see, daughter. โ€

Staring at each other, Qiao Shanquan struggled to find her own voice, and she whispered hoarsely, "Long time no see, mother." โ€

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On the second floor, Garcia coughed violently in agony, and the waiter walked over to tidy up the table and wipe off the spilled coffee stains.

Ferry jumped up, he grabbed his jacket and shook it: "Damn! You almost ruined my clothes! โ€

The man showed a sturdy body wearing only a white vest, with tight and smooth lines and beautiful muscles, just the right combination of elegance and sexiness, different from the body of the gym and egg โ–กโ–ก, people have no doubt about the powerful power contained in his body. Every casual gesture had a fatal attraction, and everyone couldn't help but look at him, regardless of whether they were male or female.

Garcia dodged back, dodging the jacket that almost poked him in the face, and he begged for mercy with a bitter face: "I didn't mean to, I just didn't expect you to say such shocking things......"

Wanting to force the other party to pay compensation, Ferry sat back irritably, realizing that he had become the center of attention, and uncomfortably took out his sunglasses and put them back on.

"It's all your fault!" He shook out the cigarette case, wanted to smoke, slapped it back on the table, and pointed at Garcia's nose angrily, "I just told you that I got married, how did you react?" โ€

Holding his face, Garcia carefully observed his friend's expression: "I'm just so surprised, when you were a model, in the first few years, the female companions who appeared around you came and went, almost every day, and you never showed that you wanted to settle down." Later, your career became bigger and bigger, more and more famous, and your temper calmed down a lot. There are more girls who take the initiative to give hugs than before, but you have completely changed your personality and don't touch any of them, I thought you would ......"

"You think I'm going to be like you?" Ferry folded his ankles together, his long legs swayed, and he sneered, "I'm different from you, I only like women, but it's not just any woman." โ€

"I know better than others how picky your tastes are." Garcia remembered the staff who had been so mean and critical that he cried in private when he made his debut, and couldn't help but show a scared expression, "I want to meet this designer even more, and I want to express my high respect to her." โ€

Ferry instantly regretted that he had agreed to his request, and now he doesn't know if it's too late to withdraw?

The two joked with each other in a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, chatted about their experiences over the years, and had a good conversation.

It wasn't until the group stepped out of the elevator and walked straight towards them that Ferry changed his face slightly, changed his sitting position, and watched vigilantly as the man in charge walked up to him and stretched out his hand to him.

"Shouldn't you give me a hug or a warm handshake when you see my father?"

Ferrie sat still, looking coldly at the smile on Mr. Hawke's face, "What are you doing here?" โ€

Pushing back the black bodyguard who was following him, Hawke pulled out his chair with a smile and sat down, he leaned over curiously and approached Ferry: "It just so happened that I accompanied a special female friend to choose jewelry, but I didn't expect to meet you and your friend drinking coffee here." My dear child, how have you considered the proposal I spoke of last time? โ€

"I won't agree," Ferry's expression changed, and his eyes became sharp and decisive, "I don't have any interest in inheriting the surname Borromeo, can you give up and continue to persuade me?" With that, he nodded at Garcia, pulled out a stack of bills, and was about to get up and leave.

Unfazed, Mr. Hawke looked down at the menu, his eyes seemed to be browsing which coffee to choose, and he said softly: "What if I said I could help your wife rise from the top of the world and make her the best designer in the world?" Are you still not tempted? โ€

The man's footsteps froze stiffly, and Ferrie turned to stare at Mr. Hawke with a blank expression, "What the hell are you up to?" โ€

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