Deliberately attack

Chapter 433 Go back, don't go back
Tang Yili was taken aback by surprise again. The world is so small. The series she took over turned out to be Qi Huanhuan's work. No wonder she saw familiar signatures and graffiti in the corner of the design draft, but she couldn't remember them.

The next question is why Qi Huanhuan terminated the contract.

"Because of Qin Sheng?" Tang Yili was just guessing.

Howard watched the episode over there, the people in the circle were all acquaintances, he was not surprised at all that Tang Yili knew Qin Sheng.

He said: "Qin Sheng was silent for a long time two years ago because of the NGO ban. He originally signed a cooperation agreement with us, but later the company replaced him considering the political risk. , but he was angry and terminated the contract with us."

Tang Yili's expression was a bit complicated, and Howard knew what she wanted to say.

"That's right, just as you think, people of Qin Sheng's stamina dare not and cannot criticize us. After all, we will cooperate in the future, but Qi Huanhuan..."

Howard shook his head and smiled, which was a complete sneer at the love brain.

"She was just fledgling but broke the contract halfway, which is equivalent to destroying her future. Not only did we erase her contribution to the spring clothing, but she also left a dark history in the clothing association. Look at the fashion industry today, does she still have a place? "

It was obvious that Qi Huanhuan's position was only by Qin Sheng's side, at best he was his fiancée, at worst he was a nanny.

The one whose face was refuted by Qi Huanhuan just now is also an important figure in the fashion industry. He was Qin Sheng's face, so he was not easy to get angry, but when he turned his head, he walked towards Howard, wiping his hands with a pocket towel, with a look of impatience on his face.

"Tell me, man, I just spilled a glass of wine, as if I killed someone. That woman almost killed me with her eyes. It's terrible."

"Are all oriental women like this, carrying men in their pockets like their sons?"

Howard smiled, "Don't draw hatred from the oriental woman, the one next to me doesn't like to hear it."

Howard smiled and introduced Tang Yili to the boss, who immediately lit up and apologized: "Look, I offended everyone tonight."

"I'm really sorry, Ms. Tang, I know you're different from ordinary women. The related video has 200 billion on-demand views! You're simply a cash cow!"

It was common for Tang Yili to hear this compliment, and he didn't feel much honored, so he just toasted with the two of them.

She relied on her strength to stand where men stood, and the men who wanted to touch her beauty didn't disappear, but they all wrapped themselves up with decency and humor.

Males are the most realistic species on this planet. They will clearly divide women into those who can go to the negotiating table and those who can go to bed.

Therefore, no matter where Tang Yili goes and how many men she meets, all she hears is praise, not frivolity.

With the fragrance of clothes on his temples, the two big men beside him were talking loudly, and Tang Yili occasionally joined in a few sentences, but he couldn't help but look in another direction.

Qi Huanhuan.

In Tang Yili's impression, Qi Huanhuan is a free-spirited and self-contained person. She has a wall of books and a small cobalt yellow lamp. She lives in a dilapidated house with the word "demolition" painted on it, but her heart is full of the world.

That was the person she had envied.

Now that she walked into this gorgeous and lively hall, she followed a man step by step, and she really couldn't see the slightest bit of her former demeanor.

Qi Huanhuan may have moved Qin Sheng to some extent in exchange for the man's ruined future, but at the same time, she also locked herself in the cage of love with her own hands.

Such a lively girl is fading, Tang Yili feels sorry for her, and is also thankful for herself. She stood here after a struggle and saw the preview of her original ending with her own eyes.

As the reception draws to a close, Howard had a pleasant chat with others and negotiated an unexpected contract.

The performance place of the contract is in Beishi.

On the way back, he sent Tang Yili back and offered to send her there.

"Tang, that's your hometown. You must be the most familiar with the customs and customs. I think it's perfect for you to organize the P brand show there. What do you think?"

Tang Yili had already listened to the whole process just now: "Let me make the preparations?"

Howard: "Leaving next month for a week or so."

"Tang, although we are just a cooperative relationship now, this trip to Beishi is based on your work. The company hopes that you will come. At the same time, I believe it is also an opportunity for you to show yourself."

The driver drove the car silently on the road at night. The Champs-Elysees Square in summer was brightly lit, from bottom to top, like a dream garden.

You can see it from several streets away.

Tang Yili looked away, "I'll think about it."

Out of gentlemanly etiquette, Howard sent Tang Yili downstairs, and the black Bentley slowly drove away.

All the way upstairs, she was a little preoccupied.

Maybe it was influenced by Qi Huanhuan. She thinks a little too much about the ancient topic of women balancing love and career.

Putting on home clothes, taking off the heavy makeup for the reception, and taking a bath, Tang Yili felt that she felt a little more relaxed. She wiped her half-dry hair and sat on the head of the bed. On the wall directly opposite was her new Bought a glass case - specially used to display Barbie dolls.

In addition to Marilyn Monroe from the United States, Xun Lang later sent famous Shanghai actresses, Japanese geisha, samba dancers, and Southeast Asian Nyonya one after another.

Some were bought by Xun Lang himself, while others were selected by his secretary on a business trip.

There seemed to be no reason, he just gave it as he wanted, but as there were more and more styles, Tang Yili realized that what Xun Lang wanted to show might not be the gift, but that he was thinking about her all the time.

Tang Yili got up and walked to the cabinet, squatted down, opened the glass door, and looked at the "Shanghai Famous Actress".

On that face, the unruly single phoenix eyes, curly curly, outlines the white forehead, and a pair of cherry red lips, all telling the pride of a woman.

Go back, don't go back, go back, don't go back...

Just at this moment, the cell phone rang, and Tang Yili turned around to get it, already guessing that it was Xun Lang who was calling.

They have been talking on the phone almost every week for the past three or four months. No matter where Xun Lang is on a business trip, he will make a bedtime phone call to Tang Yili before midnight in Paris, and he does not turn on the camera.

Tang Yili felt that this style of only listening to the voice but not the person was a bit like online dating.

"How did you go at the reception today?" Xun Lang's question was also like an online dating.

"It's nothing new, but there is one advantage. Compared with when I was in China, there are not many people around me, and I don't have to chat awkwardly all the time."

Xun Lang's deep laughter came from the radio.

Tang Yili walked around the room, turned off the lights, put aside her worries, and lay down on the bed.

"Guess who I met today?" she asked.

"Who did you meet?"

"Qin Sheng, and Qi Huanhuan."

(End of this chapter)