Rong Gufeng saw Gu Yiyi's shy appearance, pressed the tiger's mouth, and resisted the urge to drag the person away in the past.

After taking a group photo, Zhou Yi'an looked at Gu Yiyi with a smile, "I am watching the TV series you are broadcasting, and I hope that we can cooperate when there is an opportunity in the future." ”

Gu Yiyi grabbed Ye Qingmeng's arm excitedly, but smiled very ladylike on the surface, "Teacher Zhou, I am also looking forward to having the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future." ”

Zhou Yi'an smiled softly.

Gu Yiyi cautiously asked: "Can I post Weibo for the group photo just now?" ”

Zhou Yi'an was very friendly, "Of course you can, which Weibo is you?" Let's shut each other. ”

Gu Yiyi was about to faint happily, "Okay, okay." ”

Rong Zhihan was still angry, but when he saw Gu Yiyi's enthusiastic interaction with Zhou Yi'an, he laughed, "I can't see it, this Zhou Yi'an is so charming." ”

Rong Gufeng retracted his gaze and sneered: "It's really charming, your woman is about to fall into his arms, you can really bear it!" ”

"You woman is so excited to see him, you can bear it, what can't I bear?" Rong Zhihan resisted the urge to roll his eyes, the most wrong decision he made in his life was to let Zhou Yi'an be the spokesperson of the Rong Group.

Rong Gufeng sighed, "Getting along day and night is the easiest time to fall in love for a long time, don't you feel a little green on your head?" ”

"Zhou Yi'an and I, women with brains know who to choose, as for your ......" Rong Zhihan glanced at him, "At a young age, it is inevitable that people will be disliked." ”

Rong Gufeng tugged at his tie, "It seems that you are not a handful of age." ”

Rong Zhihan said calmly: "Twenty-nine is still very different from thirty. ”

Rong Gufeng hooked the corner of his lower lip, "If you have the ability, don't live to thirty in this life." ”

Rong Zhihan glanced at him with disgust, "Anyway, you're older than me." ”

"If I'm as naïve as you at your age, I'd rather die headfirst."

"Who do you say is naïve?"

"Whoever is in a hurry, I will say whom."

Rong Zhihan rolled up his sleeves, eager to lift him out of his seat and throw him out.

The lights on the stage began to change, the show officially began, and everyone in the audience fell silent.

Models began to appear.

This show is mainly for next year's spring and summer new shows, and the first set of clothes is not the work of Damon, but the work of another well-known designer, as the opening show.

Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

Ye Qingmeng observed while watching, this time's clothing style, color matching, and main elements.

The first designer exhibited a total of five sets of works, each with six sets of clothes, with a strong personal style, which was very eye-catching.

Wait until the fourth group of models starts the runway.

The show was quieter, everyone was amazed by the clothes that had just appeared, simple black, white and gray tones, which seemed to blend the model into the background, and the clothes slid on him as he walked, smooth and silky.

Ye Qingmeng recognized this as Damon's work at a glance.

Master Damon only brought three sets of works this time, each with six sets of clothes, all of which are based on the theme of Chinese ink paintings, with simple colors but extremely elegant.

Ye Qingmeng took out his mobile phone and kept taking pictures, not wanting to miss any detail.

In just a few dozen minutes of exhibition, a visual feast, Ye Qingmeng's eyes were red with excitement, she didn't expect that one day she would be able to see the latest works of her idol so closely.

After Damon's work is on display, there is another designer's work on display.

By the time all the works were on display, it was already evening.

The three designers took their models to the stage for a curtain call, and when they saw the masked woman standing in the middle, everyone talked about it, because the mysterious Damon master rarely appeared in public, so everyone didn't expect that she was actually a woman.

After the curtain call, the audience dispersed one after another, and someone came on stage to take a photo with Damon, but was stopped and refused by the bodyguards.

Everyone has already begun to prepare for the evening dinner, because Damon will also be attending the dinner, so the number of people at this dinner is strictly limited.

An Jing was still in shock, "I'll go, Teacher Damon is actually a woman?" For so many years, I've always regarded him as my male god, and it can't be his assistant standing on it."

Ye Qingmeng was also very surprised, after all, all of Damon's fashion shows were rarely disclosed to the media before, she has always been very mysterious, and everyone thinks she is a male designer because of her name.

"Probably not, she should be wearing clothes of her own design." Ye Qingmeng looked at the direction in which Damon disappeared, "It would be nice if I could find her signature." ”

An Jing smiled and said, "Wouldn't it be nice to go to a dinner party in the evening." ”

"But isn't the dinner party only accessible to those who are invited?" Ye Qingmeng's expression was a little lost.

An Jing had an invitation letter in her hand, but she asked her father to ask for someone to ask for it, and it was written in her own name.

"Why don't I see if I can take you in."

Zhou Yi'an happened to come over, and when he heard An Jing's words, he said softly: "Little Mengmeng, if you don't have an invitation, I can take you in." ”

Rong Zhihan happened to come over with the invitation letter, and when he heard Zhou Yi'an's words, he cut it, and he put the invitation directly in Ye Qingmeng's arms, "Our Rong people, we don't need Mr. Zhou to bring it in." ”

Ye Qingmeng was stunned for a moment when he saw the invitation in his hand, why didn't this man give her an invitation earlier?

An Jing frowned, "Mr. Rong, I am also an employee of the Rong family, why didn't you give me an invitation?" "This man is clearly interested in Qingmeng, and he has been prepared for it! I want to use a small invitation to capture the heart of Qingmeng?

Rong Zhihan took out another invitation letter and threw it in An Jing's arms, "Fill in your name yourself." ”

An Jing looked at the invitation in her hand, flattered, "Mr. Rong, you actually prepared it for me?" ”

"What's the big deal about a broken invitation?" Rong Zhihan tugged on Ye Qingmeng's wrist, "Let's go, I'll take you in." ”

An Jing hurriedly followed, "Mr. Rong, wait for me, should we go and change our clothes first." ”

Rong Zhihan prepared evening dresses for the two of them.

An Jing asked Ye Qingmeng while changing clothes, "Rong Zhihan gave me an invitation letter and bought me a dress today, do you think he figured it out?" Have you decided to marry me? ”

Ye Qingmeng smiled awkwardly, "Maybe Rong always sees that we have been working too hard recently, and regards it as a reward for us." ”

"There are so many employees of Rong's Group, why does he think that the two of us are hard?" An Jing's heart was overjoyed, "He just figured it out." ”

An Jing said, humming a song in a brisk tone.

Ye Qingmeng rubbed his temples, "An Jing, I actually ...... Mr. Rong and I."

"I know you two can't do it." An Jing looked at her with a smile, "He just saw that you were beautiful and deliberately teased you so that I would be jealous." ”