Yin Yan was sitting behind a huge desk in a bright linen costume, reading the magazines attentively. Qin Guan sat down on the sofa opposite her and handed the magazines to him.
Qin Guan picked up the magazines. They were all in foreign languages: VOGUE, ELLE and COSMOPOLITAN. One was from the United States, and the other two were from France.
Qin Guan looked up at the chief editor of ELLE, waiting for her next words.
Yin Yan rubbed her eyebrows and said, "You know that ELLE is owned by ELLE in France. The reason why they chose me to be the editor-in-chief of the Asian edition is that I am a French-Chinese. I graduated from directing in France and have received the most systematic education in French fashion."
The Asian edition is separate from the main one. I'm in charge of the whole thing. The headquarters has fully approved of the decision to enter Asia and settle in China.
In the past two years, the Asian edition has provided 40% of the total profit for the headquarters. Of course, it has also provided more funds and convenience for ELLE's future development in China.
Everything has a good side, but there is also a bad side. Our competitors have discovered the Chinese market and are eager to share it. VOGUE is an American fashion magazine, and COSMOPOLITAN is ELLE's main competitor in France. They are both among the top five fashion magazines in the world.
I have good news for you, Qin Guan. VOGUE is about to enter the Chinese market, followed by COSMOPOLITAN. That b * tch has made an agreement with our headquarters to squeeze COSMOPOLITAN out of the market together. That's ridiculous! Just because they are both local magazines with fierce competition?
Although I strongly opposed the headquarters' decision to fund the enemy, they thought it would be fine to lend a rising star like you to VOGUE for one or two issues.
Congratulations! You've got another top fashion magazine. It's just the Asian edition, but believe me, the Americans are smarter than the French! "
Qin Guan touched his nose awkwardly and told Yin Yan, "Sister, let's get straight to the point. Are you afraid that the Americans will pay more than you and take me away?"
Yin Yan didn't panic even though she was exposed. She replied confidently, "Yes, I'm asking you, what do you plan to do?"
Qin Guan threw himself on the sofa and smiled happily. The flowers on the tea table dimmed a little because of his smile.
"I will, Sister Yin. I'm not a rookie anymore. I won't turn down another magazine's invitation for a favor. It's impossible for me to turn down your invitation for VOGUE."
"Isn't the modeling industry like this? If you're capable enough, it's not impossible for you to be featured in all five top magazines in the world, let alone two top magazines in Asia. "
"So, you should change the magazine's policy as soon as possible. Don't compete with Rayli anymore. Japan is too small. Now is not the time to use a model to support the magazine."
"When the domestic fashion magazines rise, the world will be filled with smoke and hundreds of flowers will be contending with each other. That's when you'll have a real headache. Don't worry, as long as you hire me, I won't stand you up. "
Yin Yan looked at Qin Guan, who was sitting on the sofa and raising his eyebrows at her from time to time. She threw a small gift box at him and waved at him. "Get out! Get out! Get out! Are you done talking? You're not in the position to lecture me! Take the bribe from that bitch VOGUE and get the hell out of here! "
Qin Guan caught the gift box flying at his head and winked at Yin Yan. Before she could throw the scissors at him, he left the office quickly.
Qin Guan opened the gift as he went downstairs. Yin Yan was really an interesting person. She had asked her opponent to give her such a serious gift. Qin Guan couldn't help but be curious about Yin Yan's opponent, who seemed to be facing a formidable enemy.
When Qin Guan arrived at the parking lot and saw that the gift was from the most serious fashion brand, Boss Tie Clip, made in Germany, he couldn't help but stand on one leg in the parking lot. He clenched his fists and shouted, "Yes!"
A little girl, who was only a few years old, tugged at her mother's sleeve. She pointed at Qin Guan and asked, "Mom, is that handsome boy stupid? There is no one in the parking lot. Why is he posing like that? "
The young woman locked the car and looked at Qin Guan, who was stunned by her baby's accusation.
He stood with one foot on the ground, the other bent at the knee, and his arms were clenched and bent at the elbows, so that when he swung his arms down in celebration, his waist was bent sharply towards the leg that was raised.
It was like the background of a comic book that used the most exaggerated movements to sneak forward. If he wore a black triangular scarf on his head and tied a bow under his nose, he would be the same ancestor as Sikong Zhaixing.
The young woman held her daughter's hand unconsciously. They watched Qin Guan pose in the parking lot calmly.
"I don't know why he is doing that, but I think we'd better not disturb him. It's said that many strange artists abroad do the same thing."
"Really? No wonder Big Brother wants to pose alone in such an empty space. He's so beautiful. If there were too many people here, he would be pushed down. "
The mother and daughter expressed their deep admiration for Qin Guan's artistic behavior. This place was indeed known as the fashion workplace in the capital. Not only did all the major magazines, but also the media and newspapers chose to work there. Even such avantgarde performances could be seen there.
After the mother and daughter locked the car, Qin Guan stood there awkwardly for another 10 seconds. Finally, he could not bear the pain in his waist and put down his arms and legs.
The young woman walked up to Qin Guan, holding the little girl's hand. Their eyes were shining. They held a 10-yuan note in their little fat hand.
"Brother, we have to go. There is no one here. You can perform again when people come. Otherwise, you will be too tired." The little girl handed the money back to Qin Guan, who was still in a daze. She waved her little hands happily and said goodbye to her handsome brother, who had performed for her.
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