Chapter 599
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Qin Guan returned to the backstage smoothly. When he saw Sister Xue's worried face, he returned to his usual carefree expression.
Sister Xue patted him on the arm, and he and his partner burst into laughter backstage.
"Hahahaha …"
What the hell was going on?
The hero saves the beauty. I am the beauty …
In the furthest corner of the infield, Giorgio Armani smiled and put his hands behind his back. Before he left, he ordered his assistant beside him.
"Qin Guan's contract will be drafted in advance. It seems that we will have to compete with other brands."
After saying that, he naturally looked in the direction of Chanel from the corner of his eyes. This shameless woman always liked to steal from others.
On the other hand, the old man from Hermes, whose hair and beard were standing upright, was humming a little tune as he teased the unfriendly director of Gucci.
"I heard that Qin Guan is not interested in your fur collection this season."
"Thank you so much for giving us this opportunity. It's not that I want to criticize you, but you can still sell it for a high price."
"Haven't you seen the crocodiles we breed in Africa? They're not rare at all."
"In this day and age, only fools would put themselves in the eye of the storm. Instead of using wild animals, you might as well come with me to Australia to buy ostrich skins."
Beside him, Gucci's old rival snorted heavily through his nostrils. He couldn't stand the sight of this thorn-faced fellow. Even his words were harsh.
That stupid Hermès. He would truly feel the level of fanatical consumption of top customers for precious furs at the Gucci show tomorrow.
The customers in Milan were not stupid ordinary people who could be fooled by the soft sheepskin of Hermes.
With the end of the opening show of the Milan Fashion Week, this small disturbance passed peacefully in the news like a joke.
As tabloid gossip news, some well-connected netizens managed to get their hands on the photos of the perverts on the runway.
A photo of Qin Guan jumping up into the air was uploaded to OMG and spread to all corners of the Internet.
Wherever he goes, he is the focus of the news.
"The fans of the big reversal are inexplicably touched by a pervert."
'The posture of the leap is very elegant, a very difficult way to save oneself.'
The replies were getting funnier and funnier, which made Cong Nianwei, who was sitting in front of her computer and reading the latest news, laugh out loud. Her boyfriend always brought her joy, even when he was not by her side.
Messengers who spread smiles would always leave a deep impression on people, and those kind likes and blessings would always be given to such people.
All he needed to do was be a handsome man and let his team deal with the troubles of the world.
Translator: Lan Editor: Efydatia The model's unexpected debut in the Milan fashion show made everyone realize his value.
Just as night fell, the public relations departments from major brands began to try to contact the professional Asians, adhering to the iron rule of poaching people as early as possible.
Clear endorsement contracts, job invitations, tentative product deliveries from designers, and contact with the most professional advertising companies made the surrounding people feel what a hot market was.
Yin Changtao, Qin Guan's designer, stood in front of the spotlight for the first time. His works were spread to the fashion circle in Milan in the most inconspicuous way, waiting for people to test them.
Qin Guan was the one who had been protected the most. His personal assistant was following his daily work schedule and telling him to carry out the following arrangements.
"Considering your workload tomorrow, I suggest you sleep at this time."
The door was closed without hesitation. The security guards sent by the organizing committee sat on two chairs by the door.
It was almost as important as the police protecting witnesses. The farce at the opening ceremony had embarrassed the organizers of the Milan Fashion Week. They were grateful to Qin Guan for his help.
The moonlight shone on the glass windows of the hotel, and the path downstairs reflected the sparkling stars. Such a beautiful scenery was most suitable to warm one's stomach with delicious food, but because of the unprovoked incident, he had added a lot of regrets to his trip to Milan.
Qin Guan accepted his fate. Two seconds later, his breathing became deep and long.
As a special guest of the Gucci Fashion Week, Qin Guan had to finish his job after the Armani Haute Couture show.
Qin Guan was still wearing a unique version of the mysterious Chinese style. He was wearing a Chinese tunic suit, which fitted him well and made him look fashionable.
He crossed his feet and yawned out of boredom. He expressed his disdain for this fur show.
The man beside him sat down slowly. Qin Guan opened his mouth wide, tears in his eyes. He took a glance at the man and held back his yawn.
Giorgio Armani sat down calmly next to Qin Guan.
"Hello, Sir. Why did you come in person?"
The old man at the side combed the white hair at his temples unhurriedly and sat down properly before he began to respond.
"My old friend asked me to help him. After all, this is the most luxurious and expensive autumn/winter edition of the Gucci brand.
By the way, they want to show off their high-end design concepts and laugh at the so-called principles of the old generation. "
Qin Guan, who was listening awkwardly, could only hear about the love and hatred between designers of that generation. Competitors who appreciated each other were the best examples of a good relationship.
What Giorgio Armani said to him next could only shock him.
"Another reason is that our exclusive model is here."
Ouch, boss, please accept my knee. I'm flattered.
"2003 is going to be over. It's a new year. We can't be poached by others without knowing it."
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