The Return of the Reborn King

Chapter 89
Many years ago, someone once told her that the charm of Chinese women in the ten-mile foreign market can still be seen in those older and famous rich wives, and she was only joking.So many years have passed, how can it be possible to still see the brilliance of youth.

However, this old man, obviously over half a hundred years old, made all Yunxi's previous thoughts collapse with just a smile.

This is a foreign woman who will make people feel beautiful even if she lives to be a hundred years old.

Looking at the young man behind her who was carefully caring for her, Yunxi only felt that nothing is impossible in this world.

"My name is CRIS. I don't know if you have heard of it?" The old man didn't seem to be in a hurry to say what he wanted directly, but instead announced his name and sat there watching Yunxi's reaction.

As soon as the words fell, Yunxi's eyes immediately deepened a little. She looked at the woman in front of her for a long time, then curled her lips and revealed a ghostly smile.

The famous CRIS, she thought, as long as she is not a dead person, she probably has heard of this leading designer in the American fashion industry.

Selected as "15 Women Influencing New York" selected by "Daily News" in New York for 100 times, and won the "Best Women's Wear Designer Award" of the American Fashion Designers (CFDA) Award at the age of 39. She once created a classic realm , "Unmarried girls look forward to owning a CRIS wedding dress, married women often miss the CRIS suit they wore, and remarried women are glad that they can have another CRIS evening dress." She plays an important role in the fashion industry, Any press conference without her presence means losing its brilliance. All designers cannot become famous without her appreciation. The term fashion is like a toy under her command, which is born, eliminated, and reincarnated after innovation. .For nearly 20 years, unknown to everyone, she has been a golden hand in defining trends and supporting emerging designers.Some media dubbed her "the unofficial mayor of New York", and no one in New York objected.

"Fashion Queen, what do you want from me?"

Such a seemingly low-key woman is the devil who drives half of the American fashion industry economy.She never thought that one day, she would deal with this kind of person who was completely out of the world.Moreover, it is still forced, and it cannot be left under any circumstances.

She glanced at the handsome foreign man who had blocked the exit, and sighed softly, things are impermanent.

"I want to invite you to be the chief model of my next show." Cris smiled, as if he didn't see the strange smile on Yunxi's face.

Hearing her words, Yunxi showed her first surprised expression of the night.

"You said you want me to be the first model for your next fashion show?" Yunxi frowned, and took a look at her daily attire. With this height, among the European and American models who are generally over [-] tall, you can probably find it everywhere. less than.

What does this person think?

"I was also in the night sky just now, watching your scene. Well," she suddenly lowered her head, not knowing how to express the shock she just received in Chinese, she was still trembling with excitement, she could only stretch out her palm , and handed it to her: "Look, I haven't felt this kind of excitement for a long time. You give me the feeling that you are like a treasure endowed with aura by the goddess MUSE. I really want to use you as a prototype to create a A real show."

Goddess of MUSE?

Yunxi laughed.She had only heard of male designers having such a penchant.Female designer, don't you need the superb "male god" behind her?

"I'm sorry..." Yunxi smiled politely. She thought she had no intention of entering the entertainment industry. She never planned to step into the muddy water.

But CRIS reached out and interrupted her words: "I know you have a story on your body, and you don't want to reveal it to others. However, I hope you can look directly into your soul. You have a feeling that no one else has. I don't I know how to describe it, but I believe that you have the ability to stand on the runway and make people all over the world crazy for you."

"So what?" Yunxi pinched her palm, but the other's hand was still trembling, and there seemed to be no sign of stopping.At this moment, she was slightly surprised.I heard that when some people are inspired, they will be so excited that they can't move their limbs, but she never thought that a woman at such an age could have such bright eyes when talking about the catwalk.

For the first time in her life, she couldn't directly say the words of rejection.

She thought about it, and was going to make her rejection as tactful as possible.

However, Cris interrupted her once.

"I know you don't want to be a supermodel. This circle is indeed a bit chaotic, but there is one thing I hope you can understand."

Yunxi looked up, watching tenderly how the seriously shining woman persuaded her.

"The chief model who took over my show will never be worth less than 1000 million." As she straightened her back, her spine, which had just been injured and had not been treated for a long time, couldn't bear it. With a touch of confidence.

It is only natural that the model she valued dominates the runway.

1000 million?Yunxi was suspicious.If it was US dollars, she would have [-]% more of the original funds that were almost used to purchase the shares of Jinmao International.

"U.S. dollars." CRIS nodded, "If you don't reach this amount, I will pay you back." It has been a long time since she was so excited and inspired by something.

CRIS in the chair seems to be decades younger in the blink of an eye.

This is a kind of "rejuvenation" that can only be created by the most persistent and firm belief in one's dream.

Yunxi didn't know why, looking at the light in her eyes, she suddenly thought of her grandfather.

Zeng Jin, every bit of Zhongheng Holdings, let the old man exude a youthful flavor.

It's just that she is still there, the warmest relative in the memory, but has been torn apart, and will never show such an excited expression in front of her eyes...

CRIS was surprised to see that the face of the woman in front of him suddenly had a kind of extreme despair. It seemed that all the good things had been broken, and she was all gone.

Subconsciously, she tightened her hand and pressed it firmly to her heart: "My child, don't be sad."

She looked at the radiant girl on the stage, leaning on her shoulders, and slowly twitched for a moment.

But that moment was too fast, like her hallucination.

The next moment, those aura-filled eyes lifted up and looked at her deeply, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "I promise you, Cris."

This sound is as light as an auditory hallucination.

Cris grasped Yunxi's hand tightly.

(End of this chapter)