The director of the design department on the 66th floor made a big mistake in the product design, because it involved jewelry design, and the original design drawings had long been lost, Lan Qingchuan had to take the plane to Paris the day after tomorrow, and asked the person in charge of this section of the headquarters to invite the design master Dukara to come to design and check. Ducala is a famous Parisian fashion boss, world-renowned, and the resident chief designer of Lan's family. However, the contact person who has been in charge of contact has been on vacation for a while, so this part is directly responsible for Lan Qingchuan. She had heard about it at the Jiwei headquarters of the Lan branch, and she had also dealt with a lot of old men in the headquarters, and it was smooth all the way.

Linda followed her to Paris the next day, she has always been efficient, Lan Qingchuan ordered to go down, and the general was completed, but the interview was indeed made by Lan Qingchuan, the young owner of the Lan family.

On the evening of the second day in Paris, Ducala sent her two tickets and invited her to the Grand Théâtre to see a play entitled "The Guillotine Queen".

Lan Qingchuan watched this scene when he was young, and he only remembered a few lines that impressed him. At the evening meeting, in addition to Dukara, her old classmate Martha sat in the VIP area.

Martha looked at it and greeted her with a smile, "What a coincidence, when did you return home?" ”

"The plane the day before yesterday." Lan Qingchuan followed the light and walked over, and the seat was Dukala, the old gentleman had a snow-white head and a small round glasses in his right eye, looking kind and kind to an old man.

She sat down next to Martha after greeting Dukara, and in addition to her initial surprise, something was wrong.

Martha smiled: "It's been a long time, and there are some things that you don't know." Mr. Dukala and I are old friends and have made great suggestions for my brand. ”

Lan Qingchuan raised his eyebrows, and was about to think about it more, when the curtain of the stage downstairs slowly rose, and the music also sounded.

Queen Mary didn't have much interest in her life, but Martha was clearly interested. Lan Qingchuan clasped his fingers, and under the bright light, his eyes looked coldly at the singing and dancing under the play.

This uncomfortable feeling reached its peak after the curtain ended.

"All the gifts given by fate have already been secretly marked with a price." Martha read it silently, looked back at her with a smile, and repeated it again.

Dukara was unaware of such an atmosphere, and sat down in his chair and drank tea slowly. Lan Qingchuan glanced at him and looked back at Martha. After a moment of silence, she laughed and said, "It seems that I haven't been back to Paris for a long time." You're quite right, a lot of things have changed. ”

The show is over, and it's time to disperse.

This floor is all VIP area, from the opposite side of the people walked one after another, the lights have not yet turned on, but the leader is walking like the stars holding the moon, behind them is a group of clusters.

Martha's eyes lit up, and she directly ignored Lan Qingchuan and took a few steps forward. The area where they were located was near the stairs on the third floor, and people had to pass through it if they wanted to go down. Martha smiled and greeted her.

Lan Qingchuan was extremely surprised, sitting on the chair and not moving, she only turned her head slightly to take a look, she was indifferent at this glance, but she suddenly met the blue eyes of the person in charge.

Yes, except for Ou Yanzhe, who has such pomp in Paris.

Ou Yanzhe stopped, and everyone stopped. Martha was overjoyed, and bent down to show her salute with her skirt raised.

"Good night, Your Excellency Marquis, I am Martha of the Rhine, thanks to ......"