When Xie Simeng saw his father asking, he told his parents about the train again.

"Scola? It can't be the fashion guru Scola, right? Women obviously pay more attention to fashion, and Xie Simeng's mother couldn't help but be full of surprise after hearing it.

"What fashion gurus? Have you ever heard of Scola's name? Xie Zuohe frowned and asked.

"I really don't know how you've lived in Italy all these years! Scola doesn't know what to do, so you always know how to do it in the Guqi Group, right? Xie Simeng's mother glanced at Xie Zuohe angrily when she heard this, obviously very dissatisfied with him for not even knowing Scola Dao.

"Of course I know about the Gucci Group, this is a world-class luxury brand, but what does this have to do with Scola?" Italy is a world-famous fashion country, although Xie Zuohe is a chef, when he still knows the name of the Gucci Group, he asks more and more puzzled.

"Scola is the fashion director of the Gucci Group, an international fashion master." Xie Simeng's mother replied.

"What?" Xie Zuohe was taken aback when he heard that Scola was the fashion director of the famous Gucci Group, and then immediately shook his head and said, "What are you thinking nonsense?" Xiao Xia is just a young man who has come to Italy for tourism, how can he know the Scola you said. ”

"That's right, there are a lot of people in Italy who call Scola." Xie Simeng's mother was poured a basin of cold water by Xie Zuohe, and her heart immediately cooled, nodded and smiled bitterly.

"Don't worry about Scola or Bakla, let's think about what to do first, right? You can't ignore Brother Xia, right? Xie Simeng saw that his parents were struggling with Scola's problem, and he couldn't help but be anxious.

"Of course you have to manage it, but it's difficult. That Ricardo and your dad were already having a bit of a holiday, and now if your dad intervenes, it will definitely complicate things even more. Now I can only hope that the big brother Xia you brought back can be smarter and stop angering the people in the police station. In any case, this is also someone else's territory. Xie Simeng's mother shook her head and sighed.

"It's hard for me to see it, this Xiao Xia should be a person with some status in China, so I don't know how to restrain my temper when I go abroad, I think I will definitely have to suffer a little this time." Xie Zuohe shook his head and said.

"What then? Isn't there our consulate general in Florence? Do you want to ask them to come forward? Xie Simeng said more and more anxiously.

"Silly son, this is likely to make things more complicated, let Dad think about it first." Xie Zuohe saw that his son was very similar to his temperament when he was young, and couldn't help but touch his head and said.

Speaking of which, he married Cardo there because a Chinese was being treated unfairly and forced to come out when he was working in Florence, which offended Ricardo. At that time, for that incident, forced by public opinion, Ricardo was punished, but he didn't expect that after many years, Ricardo was transferred to La Spezia and targeted him.

As soon as Xie Zuohe's voice fell, a yellow Ferrari sports car stopped in front of the restaurant, and an old Italian man dressed very well-dressed and very gentlemanly and aristocratic and a tall bodyguard wearing sunglasses and looking cool walked out of the car.

That old man is, of course, Scola!

"He, he's like Scola!" As a master of the fashion industry, Scola has not been on fashion magazines, and Xie Simeng's mother, as a woman, obviously pays attention to these fashion magazines, she saw Scola get out of the car, and saw that he looked like the Italian fashion master she saw in the magazine, she couldn't help but be so surprised that her eyes almost dropped, and she pointed at Scola and couldn't speak.

"What are you doing with Tiscola again?" Xie Zuohe first said angrily, and then seemed to suddenly remember something, and looked outside as if he had seen a ghost, and said with his tongue knotted: "You, you mean, this walk, that is that, what is that Gucci fashion director Scola?" ”

"Hmmm! Well! Xie Simeng's mother nodded her head vigorously, unable to speak.

God, if all this is true, then doesn't it mean that the young man just now has an international level of personal fashion design master? Doesn't that also mean that his son will have a garment designed and made by an international fashion master? God, if this is true, won't the clothes on my son's body be worth more than our restaurant?

Seeing that his wife was so excited and nervous that she couldn't even speak, she only knew that Lu Dao nodded, and Xie Zuohe knew that Lu Dao had not guessed wrong, and couldn't help but be excited and nervous.

Although he doesn't pay attention to things in the fashion industry, he has never eaten pork and seen a pig run, and he still knows the weight of an international fashion master.

When Xie Zuo and his family were excited and nervous, Scola walked in with a smile and a hint of humility in his smile and asked, "May I ask if this is the restaurant owned by Mr. Xie Simeng's family?" ”

"Yes, yes, I am Xie Simeng's father, and this is my son Xie Simeng." Xie Zuohe hurriedly said.

"Ah, it turns out that you are Boss Xie Xinghui, Xinghui. I'm Scola, the fashion director of the Gucci Group, and that's my business card. When Scola heard that the man in the chef's robe in front of him was Xie Simeng's father, he hurriedly shook hands and handed over the business card with both hands.

If it weren't for seeing Scola pulling a Ferrari sports car, full of style, if it weren't for his wife recognizing Scola from his appearance, Xie Zuohe couldn't believe that the old man in front of him with a surprisingly enthusiastic and humble attitude turned out to be a well-known international fashion master.

"Xie Lu Xie, Xie Lu Xie, is Mr. Scola here for dinner?" Xie Zuohe hurriedly took the business card, then forcibly suppressed the excitement and nervousness in his heart and asked.

"Yes. This time, at the behest of Mr. Xia, in addition to designing a few clothes for your son, no, Boss Xie's family, I just wanted to taste Boss Xie's craftsmanship. Scola said.

Scola's words made Xie Simeng's mother almost faint with happiness!

God, the design director of the Gucci Group wants to design clothes for our family! It's not a dream, is it?

"Oh, by the way, did Mr. Xia come here just now? Is he gone now? When Xie Simeng's mother was so excited and happy that she almost fainted, Scola looked around and asked humbly.

"Ah, you said little ...... Ahem, Mr. Xia, this matter is in trouble now, and I am trying to find someone to help. When Scola mentioned Xia Yunjie, Xie Zuohe remembered that he had forgotten the most important thing, and couldn't help patting his head and saying, but now that he said this, Xie Zuohe was not as nervous and worried as he was just now.

Since even the fashion director of the Italian Gucci Group is Xia Yunjie's personal clothing designer, Xie Zuohe is naturally not worried about Xia Yunjie's predicament.

"Trouble? What's going on? Scola asked, with a frown on his brows.

"That's right, just now a police officer Ricardo came to my store to check, because I had a little holiday with Officer Ricardo before, Officer Ricardo inevitably substituted personal feelings when enforcing the law, which was unfair, Mr. Xia was warm-hearted and helped me say a few words, Officer Ricardo said that Mr. Xia obstructed their law enforcement and took Mr. Xia back to the police station. Oh, by the way, Mr. Xia told me before leaving, saying that you will be there in a few minutes, and he said that he could tell you about it. Xie Zuohe saw Scola frowning, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes, and he hurriedly explained.