Gucci Headquarters

Zhao Weiran sat calmly in the reception room with apprehension, looking at the two paper cups that had been empty on the table, and thinking a little bitterly, could it be that they finally found out that they had made a mistake

A sleek professional outfit and a beautiful female assistant walked in

"Hello, Miss Zhao, the president's meeting has ended, please come with me"

Zhao Weiran faintly felt that something was wrong, but it was just a flash of thought

"Pounding ......"

"Enter"

A broad and magnetic voice, out of professional habits, Zhao Weiran gave the other party a suitable scale in her heart for the first time

"President, Miss Zhao has arrived"

The man's lowered head slowly raised, the handsome guy had seen a lot, Zhao Weiran didn't feel it, but was surprised by the other party's familiar face

The assistant had gone out quietly

"Hello, Miss Zhao"

The man got up elegantly and dressed in a suit, but he couldn't hide the romantic thoughts in his bones

Breathing a little heavily, he sat across from her

"My name is Jiang Hongzhou"

Zhao Weiran frowned, always feeling that this person seemed to have something else, as if he had seen it somewhere

"Hello, Mr. Jiang"

The man seemed to be a little dissatisfied with her address, and it was only for a moment: "Sit"

The official handed her the contract

"This is the contract, Miss Zhao can take a look at it first"

Zhao Weiran was sure that she really didn't think much about it, why did she smell drowning when she heard it

Wei Ran was a little more vigilant in her heart, there was a bit of a big pie in the sky that came from this endorsement, and she had seen a lot of gray hookups in the entertainment industry in her previous life

Sneaking a look, he only swept the other party's abnormal peach blossom eyes, with a slight hook on the eyes, bright eyes, and black and white eyes

He has what most people call peach blossom eyes, and his heroic eyebrows have not corroded the merry look in these eyes

She couldn't help but think that if these eyes grew on a woman, even if she was not stunning, she could hook one or two good fates with these eyes

Facing the other party with a smile instead of a smile, Wei Ran was stunned, 'calmly' looked away, there is no more embarrassing than peeking at the other party being caught, but who made her thick-skinned

Zhao Weiran walked down for a short time and began to read the contract details seriously, there are many contract traps in the entertainment industry, she has to open her eyes to see clearly

Zhao Weiran didn't know that in China, anyone who could receive Gucci's endorsement invitation, no matter how big a star was, would never really look behind her word by word in front of the top leaders like her, which changed direction was a kind of distrust and questioning of the other party

The man couldn't help but smell, in the quiet space, the faint fragrance of coffee slowly seeped out, the man inhaled shallowly, spit out, his chic legs were superimposed, and his back leaned leisurely on the sand chair

……

With a "ding...... sound, the man dropped a delicate pale gray coffee cup in front of her

Zhao Weiran came to her senses when she smelled the smell and closed the contract

"Mr. Jiang, what else do I have to abide by besides the contract?"

Her question is not direct, if it is generally thin-skinned, it is an idea, and it is also a little difficult to get off the stage on the spot

The man seemed to have thought of it, lowered his head and slowly took a sip of the rim of the cup, put it down, and stared at her for two seconds without hurrying, as if he was smiling, and his eyes were slightly hooked with almonds, and there seemed to be countless romantic stories flowing from there

"Miss Zhao, what you have to do is in the contract"

The man replied with a crisp and reserved voice

Zhao Weiran finally let go of half of her hanging heart, and after being relieved, she was excited, this is a big investment, not that she loves money, but that she is too short of this thing now, but fortunately, she knows how to restrain herself, she lowered her head to cover up and pouted, her eyebrows were twisted, it was too thick

"Thanks, there's nothing wrong with me anymore," she said, well, very well, and her voice was calm

"There is one thing, I hope Miss Zhao can cooperate, the company will start a comprehensive promotion of ancient costumes next week, so I hope that Miss Zhao can sing another song similar to "Guifei Drunk" in the competition next week, and we can also borrow some east wind here."

His last four words were a little subtle and smiling

Wei Ran didn't know if there was a problem with her ears, or if she was sick with some snake spirits, and it was rumored that she had delusions of victimization, but she was guilty of stinky beauty paranoia

Zhao Weiran shook her head secretly, is she abnormal

After thinking about it, the other party mentioned yì and pondered for a moment

"Yes, you can, but you may need the company's help in preparation"

This time, she didn't want to make a copycat version of the concubine dress as hastily as last time, to be honest, that dress looked amazing and beautiful on TV, and the scene was a little closer to know how poor the quality and workmanship of that dress was

Thinking of Li Yugang's clothes in the other world, all his mother's clothes were all embroidered, and the price was marked to 800,000

If you think about her dress, there are 8,000 pieces of wood

Wei Ran Moming felt a sense of guilt for Brother Yugang: "Big brother, I'm really sorry, I plagiarized your song and gave you your clothes."

The cottages are disgusted."

A person like her who pays attention to perfection, if it weren't for the fact that she didn't have strong financial resources, she wouldn't have said anything and wouldn't let that outfit meet the world hastily

The man didn't want to answer: "It's fine"

Zhao Weiran is also a fast person, and after officially signing the big name on the contract, she began to move her pen on the blank paper

"Get me a pink gouache"

"Replace the green pencils"

"Cyan Oil Pastel"

"Gray Charcoal"

"No, it's black gray, I want gray"

"Give me another No. 07 light green"

……

Zhao Weiran paints seriously, time seems to go back to her previous life, every time before a concert, she and her assistants and designers will stay up late to design costumes and walk the stage, so as to be perfect, and her painting skills are also slowly cultivated at that time

It is said that serious men have the most taste, and serious women are beautiful

On the wide tabletop, a pair of delicate coffee cups have long been squeezed into a pitiful corner, and on a large sheet of white paper, the owner is smearing, and all kinds of brushes and paints are randomly placed around it

…… When it was done, Wei Ran stared at it for a long time with satisfaction, raised her head happily, and was proud

"Fang Li, you are dead Y, how about it, Miss Ben's painting skills have improved"

Seeing the person in front of her startled, she remembered where she was, and saw all kinds of paintbrushes rolled into a pile of mischievous on the table, Wei Ran finally remembered that she seemed to be, as if, about to be in command of him just now, right?!

Hell yes

The man didn't seem to care at all, but carefully looked at the sketch on the table after coloring, and asked seriously: "Is this a temporary idea?" ”

Without waiting for her to answer, the man directly crossed the wide black leather sofa and dialed the inner line on the desk: "Call Yu Qian from the design department to come up"

Within two minutes, there was a knock on the door, and Wei Ran was still thinking, worthy of being a big group, and the efficiency was high

The person who came was really a handsome guy, but he looked a little girly in his walking posture, she maliciously thought, could it be a sufferer, thank God, there was enough contact in her previous life, including her royal designer Fang Li is the best

It's not that designers are so weird

The man didn't say anything and pointed out the design on the table to him: "Look at it."

It seems that this name Yu Qian seems to have a good relationship with the big boss, and he still has a somewhat casual expression When he saw the drawings on the table, he strode forward, and his eyes swept up and down

“perfect！ perfect！ perfect！ He clapped his hands again and again: "Tell me, which designer sketch is this?" ”

Yu Qian as the director of the entire design department, the costume department has always been a big failure in his life, thinking that he has swept countless awards at home and abroad, what type of clothes do not say handy, after all, there are times when the inspiration is exhausted when doing design, but those are not unsolvable, what really gives him a headache is always the pile of ancient clothes that can be called perfect but can never pass the market inspection

Obviously it's already perfect, he is changing step by step, the market seems to always keep a low sensitivity to it, recently I accidentally saw a talent show, the electric light suddenly seemed to touch some spiritual aperture, and disappeared, today I saw this drawing, he seems to have that kind of spiritual thief returning prophet

Faced with his stimulation to ask, the big boss nodded in Zhao Weiran's direction: "The master is there"

Yu Qian seemed to have just seen the third person in the office: "It's you!" He looked surprised: "Zhao Weiran"

The man glanced at him

"Miss Zhao has just signed a contract, she will officially start promoting as the spokesperson of our costume department, this dress must be completed in four days, you come in person, is there a problem?"

Yu Qian looked at him and then at her, then swept to the drawing, and nodded: "No problem"

Zhao Weiran suddenly interjected: "The main color is best to use cyan dark jacquard yarn"

Yu Qian looked at her in surprise: "You still understand this?" ”

Why is this so familiar, Wei Ran nodded: "I understand this"

When Zhao Weiran finally came out, it was already dark and gray, thinking that she came under the sun at noon, obviously a simple signature was close to dark, but thinking about the mobile phone just prompted that the payment was several pocket deposits, Wei Ran secretly thought, even in the middle of the night, she was also willing

Between that drawing, Yu Qian directly proposed to buy, originally she felt troublesome, not only free use of good yarn silk to make clothes for her in a hurry, but also the design director personally supervised, which was already a big help to her, but a drawing was sent, I didn't think that the big boss gave a first-class designer price from the side

Wei Ran carefully checked the input of the string of zeros again, and happily called her parents, and just after hanging up the phone, a new call came in

"Hey, Director Zhu...... Well, good, good...... Good bye! ”

Don't wait a minute, the mobile phone SMS prompts

Wei Ran opened it, and another new income flowed into the account, and Wei Ran felt sè in her heart! Money, money, money, come quickly......

Huh! She's really getting more and more cheesy, when did she love money so much

However, thinking that this entry was exchanged for such a classic song in the other world, it was quite painful and began to sigh again, although the price given by Director Zhu was very high, but according to the classic among the classics in the previous life, the status of the absolute king of kings, this song was sold cheaply in the final analysis

Thinking like this, Wei Ran inexplicably wanted to give herself a head melon, which was originally plagiarized, and it could be exchanged for money to solve her current financial dilemma, which was God's help, how could it be too much and too little

Mom! Didn't she start worshipping money!!

I'm really getting more and more shameless, Wei Ran closed her phone with some noodles

With money, her waist board is straight, her mood is better, and she is dying again in the practice room

Zhang Zhiqiang looked at the door for ten minutes and returned to the hotel restaurant

"Why didn't Wei Ran come? You didn't call? Zhao Ke asked

Zhang Zhiqiang glanced at them pitifully, took a bite and everyone didn't move the food, swallowed it, and said sympathetically: "Desperate sister is making a comeback"

Zhang Shaopo hurriedly picked up the meal, he was already hungry and wanted to eat, but everyone didn't move their mouths, he was embarrassed to stretch out his chopsticks, and asked vaguely: "What's coming?" ”

Ke Zhennan glanced at him wordlessly: "Those who don't know are really happy"

Everyone nodded in unison

Zhang Zhiqiang pressed the dish again, and mysteriously revealed to everyone: "Do you think "The Drunken Concubine" is good? ”

The crowd gave him a look at him with your words

Zhang Zhiqiang lowered his head and said, "I feel that she still has a big move this time."

He Pei'an was the most interested, and asked urgently: "Tell me quickly, what do you know?" ”

Because everyone's rehearsals are separated, there are contestants who want to be kept secret, and the program team will not ventilate with other contestants in a big way

This is also a careful opportunity for the program team to save them from using all their minds on other things, or sing their own songs well, and the overall quality of the program is the king

Zhang Zhiqiang shook his head: "I don't know, it's definitely a big move anyway"

The others rolled their eyes and ate separately, thinking that they knew what □□, but they didn't know the fart

Zhao Ke thought of something and suddenly said: "Why did Meng Jinghui and those people suddenly stop jumping?"

Several of them are grassroots seeds with no background, what can they do to know □□, even if they know that □□ news flows to them, it is not called □□

Hu Ling suddenly interjected and said, "It seems that someone has settled it"

Hu Ling has always been quite a bit of a 'high-level' in their group of grassroots, as if they can always know something they don't know, and everyone is completely aroused

Wang Di: "Can this kind of thing be settled?" ”

That's the whole opera world

Who said it wasn't, everyone looked at Hu Ling with some disbelief

Hu Lingsao saw Zhao Weiran coming this way, closed his words, and shook his head: "I don't know the specifics."

……

Time flies and flies slowly

For the preparation of the players, it was too fast, and they were already whistled and went to the battlefield before they had time for the top ten martial arts

It was too slow for Wei Ran, and she had been to Gucci again, and when she was sure that the clothes had been perfectly finished by the perverted Yu Qian in two days, she began to feel that time was passing a little slowly

Because she has everything done, only the east wind is owed

In the four-sided full-mirror practice room, Zhao Weiran completed the last beautiful transposition, and politely performed an ancient woman's standard half-salute in front of the mirror, shaking her Douyin

"I'm the only one in this boudoir late at night, and I want to get my lover slightly drunk"

A classic opera narration was sung, and the end note was so stretched that the sky and the moon hid in shame

The crisp tone, the soft figure, the charming eyes......

Zhao Weiran is like a spring girl in the deep courtyard who is shy and ashamed, the corners of her eyebrows are half raised, and the eyes in the middle of the fine handkerchief are sparkling