Claude.N continued to measure the measurements on the workbench as he gestured towards the door with his chin, "Since that's the case, I won't be seeing you out."
He was, after all, a master with an eccentric temperament. However, Tangning felt her previous evaluation of Claude.N was a little too polite. She was going to reevaluate Claude.N.
He was an out-and-out fetishist!
Claude.N thought Mo Ting would lower his stance and show an expression of wanting to negotiate. But, Mo Ting had no intention of doing that.
Protecting Tangning, he turned around to leave. However, at this time, Quan Ye appeared in front of Claude.N's studio with a model from Star King. As the two parties faced each other, Quan Ye couldn't help but laugh, "Could it be our always successful President Mo has a moment where he loses?"
Mo Ting looked at Quan Ye calmly; he didn't seem to care about him at all.
"Do you want me to put in a few good words for Tangning to Claude.N? To be honest... I've actually become quite familiar with him over the past two days, "Quan Ye said casually as he brushed the raindrops off his body," It's raining in Paris, it's so cold. "
No one knew better than Mo Ting what Quan Ye had done over the past two days.
Don't forget, Lu Che had already arrived in France the day before...
"You should first beat me at the poker table before we talk," Mo Ting chuckled. He wrapped his arm around Tangning's shoulder and prepared to leave. However, Quan Ye once again spoke up and held them back.
"Does this count as Hai Rui losing to Star King? After all... Tangning didn't manage to secure Claude.N's high-end film. "
In reality, Tangning felt this wasn't Mo Ting's usual style. Just a moment ago, Claude.N simply made a request, but Mo Ting had no intention of discussing it with him. Instead, he directly rejected Claude.N by saying she would only sell herself to him.
It seemed reasonable, but it wasn't something Mo Ting had to do.
He would never do something he wasn't confident in.
"This is probably what Star King is after. If you beat me and get Claude.N, would that be the ultimate glory?" Mo Ting's lips suddenly curved upwards.
Tangning glanced at him and felt he was about to make a big move. As expected...
Mo Ting said calmly, "Actually, Claude.N is just a backup. I can't find a reason to reject him."
Quan Ye let out a laugh; he thought Mo Ting was simply trying to save his face. However, Mo Ting pulled out his phone and opened up an email invitation, "FEARLESS was the overall winner of the last International Design Competition. Claude.N came in fifth place and coincidentally, FEARLESS is Claude.N's ex-wife. Most importantly, she is a righteous person and won't stare at my Tangning's legs."
"You like Claude.N? I'll leave it to you then … "
After speaking, Mo Ting led Tangning out of Claude.N's office, leaving behind Quan Ye with a pale expression.
Seeing Quan Ye's pale face, Tangning couldn't help but ask Mo Ting, "What's going on? How can you do so many things behind my back? You were never separated from me. "
"You don't need to go out to talk about invitations. You can do it with your computer and phone."
"Then what's with Fearles?"
Translator: Yunyi Editor: Yunyi Mo Ting drove as he smiled at the curious Tangning, "The passenger list that Fang Yu received also included Quan Ye. So, I asked Lu Che to fly to Paris and keep an eye on him. I found out that Quan Ye had approached Claude.N in private. "
"When I met with Director Coque at the manor, I told him you were also a model. But, I never expected, he would recommend you to Fearles."
"I only received the phone call last night. But, I told the other party that I already had a preliminary agreement with Claude.N, but the other party was still willing to wait."
"So, if Claude.N didn't go overboard, perhaps you would have asked me to work with him. But, that doesn't mean we have no other options."
"Uh huh," Mo Ting nodded, "There's also one more thing: Quan Ye."
It seemed, the slap from earlier had hit Quan Ye in the heart.
"Right now, not only will Quan Ye be angered to death, Claude.N will also be angered to death."
"As soon as he stared at your legs, I decided to give up on Claude.N," Mo Ting said coldly. "After he looked at you 10 times, I was so tempted to gouge his eyes out!"
"Manager Mo, you are truly amazing," Tangning couldn't help but sigh.
Mo Ting did not say anything. In reality, luck also played a part in this matter. But, in this industry, a person without luck would never become famous, no matter how much support they had.
"Let's go meet with Fearles right now!"
Tangning never imagined that her trip to France would have such a twist. But, everything felt a little surreal. Perhaps, it was because Mo Ting had arranged everything on his own. Tangning felt like Mo Ting had done too much behind the scenes, making her feel a little uneasy.
Seeing Tangning suddenly fall silent, Mo Ting asked, "What are you thinking about?"
"I thought I could keep up with your thoughts. But now, I realize, I'm actually quite far from it."
"If you want to become a VIP at Fearles, you need to be more professional. That's what you need to do," Mo Ting explained seriously. "Over the past two days, a lot has happened. I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just that time was tight and I didn't want to make you feel too emotional."
"The higher you stand, the more enemies you will face. There are a lot of things you can't control and need to learn to let go."
Tangning closed her eyes; her emotions were a little complicated. It wasn't that she didn't think she was smart enough. She simply felt that she had such a powerful husband. What would she do without him in the future?
"You've spoiled me so much that I can't think on my own."
Tangning leaned her head on Mo Ting's shoulder as the two headed to meet with Fearles.
The French woman who had only started her career as a designer after her divorce was extremely friendly as soon as she saw Tangning. She even took the initiative to give her a hug, "Welcome. I like the story of 'Stupid'. Coque shared it with me. I hope your husband doesn't mind."
Tangning looked at Mo Ting questioningly as Mo Ting lowered his head and smiled helplessly.
"Don't worry, he only mentioned a small part and asked me to help him design a costume."
Of course, Mo Ting was aware that this involved breaching the contract and leaking trade secrets. But, he had no intention of using a world-class designer's design. That would cost too much!
"So, I have a bold suggestion. I want to use your wife's image to design the costume of the actress who has a one-night stand with the athlete. Then, we can film a big film and achieve a win-win situation."
"This way, the film will be able to enter the European and American market and my costume will be recognized by Asians. What do you think, President Mo?"
Mo Ting smiled charmingly, "It's a good thing Fearles isn't in the entertainment industry. Otherwise, I would have gained another strong competitor."
"President Mo sure knows how to talk."
Just like that, Tangning and Mo Ting's work began to have a real connection.
After a pleasant lunch, the two returned to the hotel. Tangning heard about the script for 'Stupid' from Mo Ting and felt it was exceptionally interesting, "It's rare to see such an outstanding script in China. I wonder... which screenwriter wrote it?"
"You don't know," Mo Ting replied.
Tangning had a vague guess, but she did not ask further...
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