National Tide 1980.

Chapter 165 Artistic Vision

At 09:30 in the evening, in the coffee shop in the lobby of the Capital Hotel.

Pierre Carton and Song Huagui, who were chatting over coffee, were also talking about what they saw and heard today.

"Song, what do you think of the young people who came today?"

Song Huagui thought carefully before answering.

"The two remaining girls are tall enough, much better than the 1.6-meter girls who came in the past. But the weight, measurements, leg length, back width, etc. are obviously still far from the requirements of real models. The key is lack of self-confidence and bad physical habits. I am afraid that I will have to spend a lot of effort to persuade them to stay in training and overcome their physical problems. It is less than three months before the performance, and I think the two of them In the end, it will be more difficult to achieve the standard you expect..."

Pierre Carton did not make a clear statement on this.

He smiled and moved on to another question.

"Then are you satisfied with the assistant I found for you? I think you might be able to hand over problems like this to him. What do you think?"

Song Huagui was a little taken aback, as if he was surprised that Pierre Caton valued Ning Weimin.

"You mean that young man named Ning Weimin? He seems to have a deep understanding of the fashion industry and has unique insights. This surprised me. He is also quite eloquent, the kind who can influence others People. It's just that I don't know him very well, so I can't really feel relieved at the moment..."

Pierre Carton shook his coffee spoon, and the crisp sound interrupted Song Huagui's words.

"Song, as a manager of an enterprise, you should share some unimportant work with your subordinates, otherwise you will be exhausted. Frankly speaking, there was no way for you to take care of too many things in the past. In fact, I have always Hope that makes it easier for you. You've been looking tired lately and I'm really worried about your health."

Song Huagui smiled slightly, with a touch of emotion on his face, but he still insisted on keeping his own opinion.

"Thank you, thank you for your kindness. However, trust always needs a process, doesn't it? I always think that only by fully understanding can a true tacit understanding be established. And how can the model team say that it is not important? That will affect... ..."

"... affects the success of the performance. It affects whether our subsequent steps can be carried out smoothly, and even affects the official evaluation and trust in us. Yes, I know it all. The model team is an important part."

Pierre Caton took her words and nodded in agreement.

But then, he changed the subject and reminded her in a slightly serious tone.

"But the problem is that not all important things are equally important. Not all important things have to be done by ourselves. We must learn to choose where to invest our energy, and we must also learn to trust and let go."

"I hope that Ning will save you from trivial chores, and that you can focus on a higher level of communication. This is what we urgently need at present, and it is also a necessary change, a change that you must adapt to. You can't always Wearing a high-end dress to attend a reception, but rushing to the training venue to talk to the models? No matter how capable you are, the time is the same as others, which is unreasonable."

"Song, I can actually understand your concerns. In your country, people here are used to doing things in a very cautious way, and people are not easy to trust others. They always like to do things by themselves, and worry that others will ruin their own affairs. I would say that prudence is of course a good virtue. But it can be too much at times."

"Do you know what I believe? I believe in my own feelings, I believe in opportunities and fate, I believe that talents are rare, and I believe that kindness can be exchanged for kindness, and kindness can be exchanged for gratitude."

"Why is this so? I can tell you, because when I came to Paris from Italy and had nowhere to drink in a tavern, it was a countess who was attracted by the clothes on my body and introduced me to work at the Pakan women's fashion shop. .And two years later, Mr. Dior only met me once, talked with me for half an hour, and allowed me to be his first assistant."

"It is them, because appreciating my talent gave me the opportunity, which changed my life. So I am grateful, and I have always followed them, providing opportunities and help to other talented people as much as possible."

"And it turns out that when I give others a chance, I give myself a chance. Otherwise, I wouldn't have Isabel and Petra, two supermodels. I wouldn't have Maris and Bliss, two competent managers. Of course , I will not have such an excellent partner as you."

"Now, I meet Ning again. He is undoubtedly a very talented person. And I can see in his eyes, just like me back then, the desire for success. So I have reason to believe that this time, too, for the You find a very good subordinate. Maybe it’s a bit superstitious, but I think it’s all predestined.”

Peel Carton's words are very thought-provoking.

Song Huagui couldn't help but fell silent, and began to think thoughtfully.

In the end, she didn't know whether she was infected by the emotion revealed in Pierre Caton's words.

Or choose to respect Pierre Carton's status and authority.

She finally changed her mind with a smile on her face.

"Since you are so optimistic about him, I am also willing to believe him. After all, you are older than me. I believe in your life experience. You must be better at judging people than me."

These words were really just right, it not only complimented the other party, but also brought him down a step by the way.

Therefore, Pierre Caton couldn't help showing a relieved expression and sincerely applauded.

"It's always a pleasure to chat with you. Song, you are really the best talking assistant."

It's just that he didn't accept such compliments entirely.

Out of professional characteristics, he deliberately emphasized.

"However, Song, you have to understand that this is not a life experience, but an artist's sensitive intuition."

"Some people and things always have unique charm, but they are covered by the ordinary environment. If you want to discover these dust-buried treasures, life experience does not work, it requires an artistic vision."

"Just like the paintings you painted with your own hands. Isn't the fundamental purpose of your paintings to condense the beauty that people ignore and let them see? And is this something ordinary people can do? Of course not, only artists Only then can it be done.”

"Also, like the clothes I design. I create them for a life that doesn't exist—that represents the world of tomorrow."

Song Huagui couldn't help but smile at the old man's persistence and self-confidence.

But she didn't expect Pierre Caton, the fart, to be surprisingly confident in this regard, and to reiterate it again with incomparable stubbornness.

"You don't believe me? How about we make a bet? Don't you like the two girls who came today? But I bet, they will be the best performers in the model team.

"Although we have cast many models in the past, all of them are beautiful, but there has never been one that really touched me. Until today, I actually saw two at once."

"Frankly speaking, the oriental models in my imagination are just like these two girls today, beautiful without knowing it."

After Song Huagui heard this, he couldn't help being surprised by Pierre Carton's unique concept again, and even more shocked by the high evaluation he rarely expressed.

I couldn't help but seriously began to speculate on what was so special about the two girls.

Seeing Song Huagui's reaction like this, Pierre Caton seemed rather proud.

He secretly showed a naughty smile that didn't match his age.

He stirred it again with a coffee spoon, and then gently picked up his coffee cup.

(End of this chapter)