"I'm W, and I'm W's fashion editor..."

"I know, doesn't your business card say it? I know English..."

Qin Guan is also very strange, what is the person on the other side excited about? He didn't do anything, did he?

How can you not get excited, how can you not scream exaggeratedly, how can you not be so nervous that you can't breathe like other models?

Before William could say what he wanted to say, he was choked on the spot by Qin Guan's next words. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you looking for me to shoot the first cover or the bottom cover? How is the remuneration calculated? ”

William used trembling fingers, just wanted to lift up and hung down weakly, forget it, why talk so much nonsense with a foreigner who doesn't know the situation.

"This time, W Magazine did an activity based on this New York Fashion Week, gathering the outstanding models who were active in the fashion week, taking a group photo, and appearing in the latest issue of the magazine in an eight-fold way."

"Trying to distinguish yourself from other competitors in the latest issue of the weekly, the reward is a symbolic fare, you may not know w, right? I'll tell you...."

"Okay, as long as the shooting time doesn't conflict, I'll get there...."

"Cheng ...... Let's do it.. ......" William, who wanted to show off a few more sentences, was speechless with Qin Guan again, and just as he wanted to say something more to save some decline for himself, a voice sounded behind him that made him both disgusted and irritable.

"Yo? Yes, William, how many days have you not seen you and become an editor? What's wrong? Is this a disappointment for newcomers who don't know the rules? ”

Look at what this sentence said, sarcasm and digging pit squeezing, and by the way, he also took an eye medicine in Qinguan's place.

The red-haired William had a hideous face, and Qin Guan, who had been unfazed when he was face to face, couldn't help but take a step back, William didn't even need to turn his head to know who the person behind him was, Richard, this slut!

That's right, according to the original plan with Qu Xuemei, Richard personally came over to invite Qin Guan, if this matter is not handled properly, the witch will immediately return from Asia.

Both belong to the top five fashion magazines in the United States, and the feud between Vogue and W can be traced back many years, when the veteran W, which was founded in 1972, was accidentally picked off by the rising Vogue.

Since then, the red dust has been billowing down, the other party is driving a Ferrari, while the other side is a conservative four-wheeled carriage, and the distance between them is getting bigger and bigger.

At this year's fashion week, the editor-in-chief rarely thought of such a good idea, but as soon as he came out, he ran into the disgusting Richard, the most loyal lackey of Vogue, who was mixed up under the influence of the demon head.

William held his head high, but unfortunately his height of only 160+ did not show his majesty in the slightest, but added a little funny to himself.

Richard grinned with his teeth, he was born as a Texas cowboy, and his height made most Americans ashamed of themselves.

He squatted down abruptly, gestured his hand to the top of his head, and beckoned to William.

"Look, I'll take care of you, the distance just now was too far, and the two of us couldn't communicate well."

The corners of the red-haired William's mouth pursed, the blood vessels on the side of his temples were suddenly bleeding, he bit his back molars and turned his head, ignoring Richard's existence, and threw a hurried notice at Qin Guan.

"I'll see you at the end of October....I'll call you..."

Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Richard patted the floating soil on his trouser leg, looked at William who left in embarrassment, and hugged his fist with a smile towards Qin Guan: "Strongman, Richard!" ”

This is the way to say hello taught by the bear child, Qin Guan looked at Richard on the other side with a black line, and he didn't know how to communicate with the other party for a while.

But Richard didn't care, and meticulously did a whole set of ways to greet Chinese.

He bent his knees, and his two hands alternately dusted off the side of his trouser legs, one hand hanging down to his side, and the other hand stretched forward, making a standard posture of greeting the master in a Qing Dynasty TV series.

"Master! Hello! ”

Burst... Who taught this......

At this time, Qin Guan naturally didn't know Richard's identity, but when this strong man reported his name, Qin Guan suddenly understood in seconds.

"I'm Richard from Vogue, this is my business card, I don't know if I have time on the weekend, I want to invite you to shoot the inside pages of our magazine."

The Vogue style is clean and neat, not dragging mud and water, and it is quite a bit of Qu Xuemei's work style.

"Okay, you can let me know when the time comes." It seems that they are acquaintances, Qin Guan doesn't talk nonsense, and asks while taking the business card: "Is it the editor-in-chief of Qu who asked you to find me?" ”

"How do you know?" Richard's face was shocked, and he wanted to take a step out of his feet, could it be that everyone who was with the witch had their own magic?

"Well, because a top fashion magazine that sells No. 1 in the United States is impossible for a model who doesn't have any top endorsements, or an Asian, to occupy a page on the inside page of the magazine."

"I think it must have been your internal people who recommended me, and I only know the head of Vogue Asia, Qu Xuemei."

Speaking of this, Richard nodded again and again, directly admitting what Qin Guan said.

"So thank you, thank you for such a vision of the new Qu Xuemei, I think your relationship must be very good."

Okay, of course it's good, it's so good that I don't have her, Richard smiled awkwardly, but admired Qu Xuemei's vision in his heart, no wonder she is the most favored editor, there is no one.

Qin Guan's beauty, only by standing intuitively in front of him, can you feel his most shocking side.

Richard was excited when he left, maybe he would really borrow Qu Xuemei's east wind.

Qin Guan smiled slightly, put his jacket on his shoulder, there were only white street lamps on the back street, and it seemed that his New York fashion door was slowly opening to him.

A taxi stand on the street was waving at him, and suddenly a girl with cute freckles popped out of a hidden corner on the side.

"You... Hello..."

The small mosquito-like sound made Qin Guan think that he was having auditory hallucinations.

A slightly trembling hand held a shapeless business card that was about to be clutched, "This... Here's my business card..."

Qin Guan smiled slightly, and took the business card, which was almost soaked with sweat.

"I... I'm from Nylon Magazine... Edit... I've seen every show you've done at Fashion Week, and I think you're very strong, and I love it...."

"So, so.. I don't know if you have time this week? We would like to ask you to shoot the cover of our magazine..."

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