"You know what? Just now, in less than an hour's press conference, those purchasers who were originally sitting at the negotiating table and picking and choosing fabrics will appear at my desk tomorrow, waving contracts. "
"Thank you, Qin Guan."
"Tsk …"
He put on his casual clothes and looked down at the J Clothing logo on his chest. Then he pulled open the thin curtain in the dressing room.
"Ye Dong, you're a man. What you just said doesn't sound like you."
"I have goosebumps all over my body. Don't tell me that you've already been deeply subdued by my charm."
"Sigh! Hey hey hey! What are you doing?! "
Suddenly, Ye Dong put his arm around Qin Guan's shoulder.
"What's with all the fuss? We've met for so long, but we haven't taken a photo together yet."
"I was a step too late just now. I should have taken a few pictures of you before you took off your red robe!"
"Stand properly, 3, 2, 1, eggplant!"
The two men in the camera had their heads leaning slightly towards the center. The square-faced man on the far right was making the most old-fashioned V-finger gesture of the year.
However, their smiles were filled with joy from the bottom of their hearts. There was the joy of reuniting with old friends who had not seen each other for many years, and there was also the joy of their respective futures.
Thanks to the Milan Fashion Week, Ye Dong and Qin Guan's futures were moving forward bravely in two different directions.
The next day, as expected, the newspaper reported the Milan Fashion Week. The most courageous event was the exhibition of new designers.
As one of the best, Yin Changtao became the favorite of all the fashion magazines.
Milan Fashion: This is a newcomer full of pioneering spirit. He has an extremely high-end design concept and the brand positioning that best meets the needs of the market.
The London Times: Traditional art from China is on full display at the Milan Fashion Week. The oriental paradise that we have been longing for since the Middle Ages has shown us its powerful heritage.
No wonder silk has been a luxury that only the upper class could afford in the past 100 years.
The French Media: This is a beautiful starting point, a fairy of Asia and the world.
Everyone from the media who went through this show like me had the same thought in their hearts.
It was Qin Guan, an Asian model.
Giorgio Armani, known as the Godfather of Italian fashion, had suppressed all opposition and pushed the unknown young man to the forefront. Many people had been waiting for the white-haired old man to take the bad news, just like me.
Naturally, there were many rumors in the industry about whether this young man was Armani's illegitimate child or his new lover.
But this mysterious Asian model, apart from appearing in the necessary places of work, according to the feedback of our American colleagues, he was quietly studying in a famous school.
That surprised us, because, apart from his known work, I can say that the fashion press knew less about him than Cindy Crawford's dog.
However, a man like him, who was too low-key for a fashion model, managed to show off at the world's most high-profile fashion week.
No! It wasn't that he was being high-profile. In fact, he was just doing his job.
As a result, we could only smile wryly. The low-key and introverted Chinese people, as well as their supreme elegance under such circumstances, I could only kneel down to express my feelings at this time.
The European media and fashion critics praised the Chinese model and his Asian designers as if they were free money.
Chinese models like Du Juan and Lv Yan, who were supposed to shine in Milan, had lost their chance to shine because of Qin Guan's debut on the international stage.
They admired Qin Guan though, even though they had no idea what was going on.
To them, Qin Guan was the number one man in the Chinese fashion circle. He was the idol of all the Chinese models.
The Americans, who were thousands of miles away, felt extremely funny at this moment.
The Americans, who had always laughed at Europe's economic retrogression and weakness, actually hid their crazy admiration for European art in some ways.
The Americans were used to taking all the credit for themselves, so they shamelessly published the news in the newspapers the next day.
"America has witnessed the rise of Qin Guan."
It was an undeniable fact that Qin Guan was a Chinese student. It was also undeniable that New York was his lucky place. He had been promoted by the Italian old man and supported by the American people.
The top five fashion magazines in America had all contributed to Qin Guan's rise. The high-end consumer products of the American people were all connected to the Asian model.
Plus, the Chinese boy was studying hard at Columbia University, and Miramax and Paramount had invested in him.
Qin Guan had made New York a success, and Qin Guan had made New York a success.
He was so thick-skinned that all the rules and regulations could be pasted on his face with a layer of gold.
It was appropriate to stick a piece of gold to his face.
In less than a day, Columbia University's journalism and media department had received more than a dozen donations.
The number of fans on Qin Guan's official blog soared from 100,000 to 180,000 in a short time. In one day, it had almost reached 200,000.
Qin Guan had never seen, heard of or collected any of his products, so the sales of his products reached a new peak.
Britney and Madonna's record companies were the happiest. Thanks to Qin Guan's popularity, their singles, which had been falling on the charts, had returned to the top three.
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