Chapter 340
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Qin Guan cleared his throat to hide his laughter. He poked his head through the glass to make sure that the girl was dressed properly. Then he pushed the door open and entered the room.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up! "Qin Guan was so excited that he woke the model up rudely.
"Oh, thank you. Thank you for your help. I'm leaving..."
Lisa trembled a little as she grabbed the clothes in front of her chest and raised her head with a sobbing tone. She wanted to carefully remember the appearance of her benefactor who had saved her.
The dim light didn't even shine on his pores. His beautiful shadow covered his lips. Of course, one had to ignore the shabby blue striped overalls he was wearing, as well as the rancid smell in the summer.
"Ha!" Although it was impolite, Lisa was relieved. She finally bowed to him seriously and expressed her gratitude.
Qin Guan didn't think that he had done anything extraordinary. He didn't want to waste any more time there. Since she was so young and unwilling, he would help her as much as he could.
"Go home. I have to go. It's still early, but the security in New York is not good at night."
Qin Guan waved goodbye to her, pushed open the door, and left the hallway with his backpack without looking back.
The assistant was still waiting for him. He thought he would be scolded, but the charming assistant didn't say anything. Instead, she gave him her phone number.
Unfortunately, the henpecked Qin Guan had thrown the waste paper into a trash can in Manhattan not long after he left the CK building.
On the reinforced concrete outside the cold building, there were huge and gorgeous billboards. The shuttling vehicles made this huge city noisy. Behind such prosperity, there was always an unexpected corruption and darkness.
Only when he got home and saw Cong Nianwei's head poking out of her room did Qin Guan get rid of his repressed feelings of disgust.
"I'm back!"
"Welcome back!"
The bright morning always washed away the tiredness of the night. The fragrance of the hydrangea covered the ugliness and darkness of the campus.
A few weeks after Qin Guan had taken an elective course, he had to take an inexplicable test. Qin Guan was surprised by how relaxed he was during the test.
The teacher in charge of the class didn't care about such a low-level thing like cheating. This kind of practical test had a very clear focus. Even if they copied the book, they wouldn't be able to find the answer.
Qin Guan handed the test paper in while the other students were still writing. There was no rule at Columbia University that students had to hand in their papers before the deadline. Wasting no time was the motto of the university.
Qin Guan made a gesture to Xu Xiaoxiao, who was still scratching his head, and rushed out of the campus without looking back.
He had passed the second test. Now he had to go to the CK Building and ask the tailor to make the final measurements.
If he was right, he would get a contract for the New York Fashion Week if he could control the runway as well as he could shoot the photos.
That was his ultimate goal. Qin Guan sent an email to Sister Xue. He hadn't contacted her in a long time. He simply forwarded her his recent work notice.
Sister Xue, who was more sensitive to trends in the fashion circle than a sniffer dog, would know why he had chosen those three brands.
Sister Xue, who was in China, didn't disappoint Qin Guan. When she received Qin Guan's message, she made plans for him, even though it was already evening.
His fan club would release the latest news about Qin Guan abroad, and Xue Wanyi would be involved in the promotion plan of New Silk Road.
Thinking of this, Xue Wanyi sent the short text message to the relevant personnel. She didn't have to do it herself, and someone would naturally push it forward.
Qin Guan put down his phone and tidied up his backpack. Dressed like an ordinary student, he walked into the CK building. No one stopped him.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell what he was doing. Qin Guan's unique aura made the security guards and receptionists in the hall not stop him.
He must be a new model of some designer. Qin Guan didn't waste his time talking to him.
When Qin Guan entered the hall and waited in a small reception room, he learned about the importance of the last fitting from the well-informed male models.
The last fitting was not only the work of the chief designer and the design department, but also the photographers and the public relations department, as well as the top management of the brand in autumn.
Although it was only a launch conference for a single series of products, it was also a test for CK Haute Couture before the New York Fashion Week.
Two French and one Italian haute couture brands would be participating in the New York Fashion Week to test the waters. CK, which had been established in the United States for a long time, naturally felt a sense of crisis.
Unlike CK, which had diversified, they only focused on the most ancient ready-made clothes. Exquisite clothes were the favorite of the upper class though, so CK had to treat them seriously.
Going out in full force was also a sign of their importance.
As Qin Guan expected, when the models of the fashion group were led to the busy backstage, the models of the underwear group got off the stage. Unlike the other models, who had to close the curtains to change their clothes, the calm men and women of the fashion group turned around and changed their clothes quickly.
E-112-6 was on the stage and E-117-12 was ready. A designer, who was wearing all kinds of cutting tools, put his head in the backstage and told the models to get on the stage.
Qin Guan had already put on his pants. As he was putting on his shirt, he saw Lisa, who had finished changing her underwear. She was staring at him blankly with a blush on her face.
As the group of models entered the backstage, the young lady saw her savior. However, the noisy crowd around her made her unable to muster up the courage to talk to him.
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