Chapter 443
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Fortunately, the gossip about Qin Guan was limited to a small group of people interested in literary films and fashion. If it had been on OMG's general gossip section, American stingy men and keyboard warriors would have jumped out to uphold justice for God.
Even so, one of the few groups of men with loose hair in this section still jumped out resolutely.
"He's just a yellow-skinned monkey. I don't see anything special about him. What awards has he won? "
"A man who can only make money by selling his face. He must be a nouveau riche who advertises his firm. How vulgar!"
There were many people in every country who said that they were sour grapes.
However, this kind of deliberately defaming posts made Vivian, who was behind the computer, angry. Before she could roll up her sleeves and go up to fight 300 rounds, these magical posts were cut off with a whooshing sound. When she refreshed again, the links to these magical posts were cut off with a whooshing sound.
‘OH，FUCK！” Staring at the black screen of his computer, a wretched man with a hand full of ketchup on his pizza roared at the computer that had suddenly turned black. He was scratching his foot while one of his hands was covered in ketchup.
If his judgment wasn't wrong, his computer still had a burnt smell. Could it be that it was burnt?
In the middle of the night in the United States, the small scale computer crashes did not cause any commotion. In the student dormitory at Columbia University, Rongzhi's fingers tapped on the keyboard and pressed the enter key.
"Done!"
Whoever makes life difficult for my idol, I will make life difficult for his computer.
The appearance of Qin Haodong's anti-fans also gave his loyal fan, Vivian, a wake-up call.
Qin Guan's American fan club was established on the intranet of every university. The name of the club had been carefully selected after interviews with more than 50 Chinese students and votes from fans all over the world.
"Mainstay" was a majestic name. It sounded much better than "Korean Wave" or "Cold Wave". Of course, the Korean Wave had just emerged, but the Chinese idol had its own fan club in the United States and Asia.
Qin Guan was sleeping soundly. He had no idea about the soul-stirring battle that had taken place that night and the long-term changes it would bring to his career.
All he needed to do was meet the staff of Tiffany at the airport on his way to Switzerland with his passport and plane ticket.
This was the convenience that came with being a top model. They left their footprints everywhere and their short, short-term jobs gave them more options when it came to accepting jobs.
Cong Nianwei was standing beside him happily, carrying a North Face backpack that was half her height.
This was the first time they were traveling abroad, and their destination was Switzerland, which was famous for its watches, chocolates and candies. She could smell the bittersweet sweetness in her heart.
The journey on the road was boring, but there was a hint of infinite sweetness and warmth as long as he was by her side. The two of them held each other's hands tightly until they arrived at the hotel where they were staying at the destination. Only then did they part reluctantly.
Basel was a beautiful city with a strong European style. As the fourth largest city in Switzerland, it would probably be beaten by a third-tier city in China.
The population of Switzerland was only about 180,000, but it had a special location bordering France to the northwest and Germany to the northeast, which gave it a unique position in Switzerland.
The mysterious Rhine River flowed through the center of Basel, injecting the most romantic and artistic genes into the quiet city.
On the left bank of the Rhine River was Greater Basel, which was the financial center of Switzerland. On the right bank of the Rhine River was Lesser Basel, which was the darling of Switzerland.
There were art studios, craft workshops, traditional handmade cheese shops and coffee houses, which were old enough to be Cong Nianwei and Qin Guan's grandmother. The unique European architecture made them feel like they had traveled through time and space to dance with Swedish girls in white aprons.
Qin Guan and Cong Nianwei had a panoramic view of the tranquil town through the window of the bus.
"Let's go home after work. We'll stay here for a few days..."
"Okay..."
The next day, Qin Guan packed up with Cong Nianwei's help and waited in the conference room of Tiffany's.
He was wearing the latest Armani Haute Couture spring suit, which was a privilege Armani gave to its exclusive models. It gave them the right to wear the latest Armani Haute Couture suit for free when they were endorsing other top brands.
This seemingly generous power was actually for one's own benefit and promotion in the top luxury jewelry consumer circle.
Qin Guan thought it was a good idea. The biggest expense of a star was the cost of the formal dress. If a star acted like Qin Guan's, the others would be scared to death. His name was Michael, a senior manager of the public relations department of Tiffany's.
The leader of Tiffany's team was also the person in charge of the Basel Jewelry and Watch Exhibition. His name was Michael, a senior manager of the public relations department of Tiffany's.
His shirt was buttoned up neatly, and his tie was well-matched. His assistant had brought a bow tie of the same color.
The buttons on his shirt were meticulously buttoned, and the tie on his neck was also very well-matched. The most professional was a bow tie of the same color. His female assistant had also prepared a spare one.
Tiffany didn't care about appearances though. All the top jewelry brands in the world were under the pressure of the global recession. His assistant had brought a spare one.
Unlike Armani, however, Tiffany's didn't only look at appearances. All the top jewellery brands in the world were suffering from the pressure of the global economic recession. Tiffany's only cared about the commercial value of the models when choosing them.
Several commercial cars arrived at the Basel Exhibition early in the morning. Everyone was shocked to see the inside of the exhibition.
There were a total of five exhibition halls. Since 1919, the oldest exhibition had only been a watch exhibition. Naturally, Halls 1 to 4 were for top watch brands. However, Hall 5, which had the most unique design, was the most expensive hall in this year's Basel Exhibition.
Top jewelry brands from all over the world would gather there. Every day, after the press conference, the auctions and purchases would be the highlight of Hall 5.
PS: I recommend a book to my friend, "Thieves in the Movie World". It's a sci-fi novel by Seven Fleas. Don't ask me why. It might have something to do with the Calabash Brothers.
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