"It's not that we want to go against Tangning, it's that Tangning wants to go against us. The agency is a team, but as the agency's model, when has Tangning ever obeyed Lan Xi's orders? An Zihao, don't forget, without Cheng Tian, there would be no you and there would be no Tangning today, "Luo Hao's words were powerful; his tone was filled with arrogance and mockery.
"No, An Zihao, you have already lost the right to be a top manager because you betrayed Lan Xi."
After hearing Luo Hao's words, An Zihao's lips curved upwards in mockery. However, his mood was no longer as heavy as before, "Luo Hao, whether I have the right or not is not up to you to decide. After all, the position of Artists Director was given to you by Lan Xi because I gave it up. I seem to understand how to be a manager better than you. Plus... "
"You need to be a person first!"
"As for my position, no one in Cheng Tian can replace me. I believe, with my experience and knowledge of Cheng Tian's secrets, even if Lan Xi were to choose someone to leave, it would not be me, An Zihao."
After speaking, An Zihao hung up the phone; he had no intention of taking Lan Xi's orders to heart.
However, this conversation was eventually overheard by Long Jie who had come out to look for Tangning, "Errr... the show has already started, do you want to watch?"
"Of course I want to watch. This is Tangning's international runway."
What did the international runway represent? His inbox was filled with invitations; the emails that were once in Chinese, had all been converted to English.
This was before Tangning had even walked on the runway. JK's publicity campaign had already included a mysterious Asian face. The reason why people had faith in Tangning was because of the Oriental Trend that she had created in North America. Over the past few years, Oriental elements had become a popular element in the fashion industry.
An Zihao and Long Jie looked at each other. Just as they were about to enter the church, they turned around and saw two Americans, a man and a woman, squatting on the steps and smoking.
Originally, this wasn't a big deal, but An Zihao was sensitive enough to overhear the words' Tangning 'coming from their mouths.
"How much did you receive from them?"
"Those nouveau riche from the East sure offered a lot of money. However, I only told Gaby half the amount and he agreed to push that Asian model down on the runway today."
Gaby！
An Zihao remembered this name; it was Tangning's runway partner.
He wanted to push Tangning down on the runway?
An Zihao wore a complicated expression on his face.
Because, if Tangning fell on the international stage, he knew better than anyone what it meant. It meant that Tangning's international career could very well come to an end.
As for why Gaby wanted to frame Tangning for the sake of money, it had to be explained from the current state of the modeling industry. Male models and female models were different. Most male models worked part-time and only a small number of them were able to make a name for themselves. Their appearance fees could not be compared to those of female models, especially famous models. Especially when this male model was not particularly outstanding.
Therefore, they couldn't ask for more money.
"Zihao, why are you in a daze?" Long Jie asked.
An Zihao thought for a moment before asking, "Is President Mo here?"
"He's in the audience... what's wrong?" Long Jie looked at An Zihao suspiciously as he strode towards the audience.
At this moment, Mo Ting was sitting in a corner of the audience dressed in a dark blue retro suit. Because of his outstanding appearance and noble aura, even amongst the group of fashion celebrities, he had an irresistible charm.
Seeing the calm Mo Ting, An Zihao felt he had found Tangning's backing. So, he quickly walked over and whispered a few words in Mo Ting's ear.
Mo Ting's gaze was originally cold and unapproachable, but after hearing An Zihao's words...
His gaze was as sharp as an eagle's!
"Name your price first and negotiate with him... no matter how much it is," Mo Ting replied coldly. "As for the debt, we can settle it after the show is over."
An Zihao understood Mo Ting's intentions. At a time like this, using money was the best option.
But, was it too late to name a price now?
Gaby was indeed Lan Xi's backup plan. Even if the South Korean paparazzi returned empty-handed, she was not going to let Tangning get what she wanted.
International runway? Did she really think that just because she gave it to you, she was supporting you?
Lan Xi looked at the exquisite watch on her wrist and revealed a look of mockery. She wanted Tangning to know, she could send her to the highest place, but she could also pull her down at any time!
Just wait and see, how our Asian Tangning will embarrass herself on JK's show at London Fashion Week!
...
Time slowly passed. Below the stage, Mo Ting didn't usually pay attention to things like this. But, when it actually happened to Tangning, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. But, no one could understand, the way he occasionally touched his earlobe... was a sign that he was nervous.
JK's show had already begun. Accompanied by soothing classical music, the opening models walked onto the runway from the left and right.
Not long after, An Zihao finally returned to Mo Ting's side. He lowered his head in front of Mo Ting, indicating he had completed his task. But, even so...
Mo Ting did not have much trust in the Americans.
"Did you warn Tangning?"
"I'm not sure if Long Jie has found Tangning yet."
Mo Ting remained silent for a moment without saying another word. He had already done everything he could. If he continued to put in more effort, it would only affect Tangning's show.
"I have faith in Tangning. Even if she does come across a problem, she will definitely be able to resolve it. Plus, she has always been wary of Gaby. "
Mo Ting did not listen to a single word; he did not see a single thing...
This troublesome wife of his, it seemed, he really needed to bring her under his banner before he could truly feel at ease.
After JK's show was over, Tangning would have her sights set on becoming an international supermodel. According to her abilities, it wouldn't be long before she became a supermodel... was just around the corner.
"Tangning's finale will be the 23rd runway."
Mo Ting looked at the entrance of the church and listened to the sound of the camera shutters. He suddenly realized he was so nervous that he actually broke out in a cold sweat.
Little Tangning, work harder. You've already overcome so many obstacles, don't fall on the international runway. I don't think you look bad, but...
How much longer will your confidence and courage stagnate?
It didn't take long before the church was filled with a loud round of applause and screams. Mo Ting and An Zihao lifted their heads to find Tangning and the British male model, Gaby, had already appeared in front of everyone...
Tangning was dressed in a deep V-neck black dress; she looked sexy and devilish. The Datura flower on her shoulder looked like it was about to blossom and be reborn. It carried with it a sense of struggle.
Beautiful...
Too beautiful. This kind of beauty was extremely flamboyant and left a deep impression on one's first glance. It could be said... it was unforgettable!
She would make the entire venue pale in comparison...
However, Mo Ting and An Zihao watched nervously as Tangning walked out. Especially as the male model approached her...
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