I want to make headlines

Chapter 339

At the Les-Deux-Moulins Cafe in Paris, at a table by the window, Mr. Gan Jing, a famous Chinese actor, and Elsa, a supermodel suspected to be from Paris, stared at each other.

The atmosphere was awkward for a while.

If you tell me, you may not believe it. I drank a lot and didn't have the slightest memory of what happened that night.

Do the French have a term for fragments?
Gan Jing hesitated for a while, the French he clicked on made him unable to remember how to describe the fragment accurately.

"Sir, let me refill your cup of coffee." The waiter noticed that the coffee here was cold, and came over and said.

"Thank you." Gan Jing replied with a skillful French accent.

There was more anger in Elsa's eyes.

"You speak French?"

Uh, I said I just learned it a while ago, do you believe it?You should be able to believe it, right?
Gan Jing's mental activities are very rich, he has never encountered such a situation, he just feels that life is gloomy, huh?Am I being picked up?

"Speak, don't stop talking, I know you can speak French! Last time you lied to me! Always use Chinese and English!" Elsa's eyes flashed, and she gritted her teeth.

Gan Jing coughed lightly: "Sister...you...I..."

Elsa narrowed her eyes: "Why haven't you looked for me?"

You haven't looked for me yet, otherwise... I would never appear on the streets of Paris like this without sunglasses.

"I don't have your phone number." Gan Jing said.

"It was on the note I left for you." Elsa said coldly.

"..." Gan Jing also had some memories of the note, but he didn't take it seriously after hearing what Lao Chen said when he woke up the next day, and threw it into the trash can without even looking at it.

"What's the matter? I have nothing to say?" It's scary for a woman to lose her temper.

"Ms. Elsa, there may be some misunderstanding between us." Gan Jing said casually while thinking about what to do.

Elsa's lips curled up slightly, showing a perfect ironic angle: "When you asked me to drink, you called me Xiao Ai Ai, but now you lift your pants and refuse to admit it, just call me Ms. Elsa."

"..." Gan Jing finally couldn't bear it any longer, wishing he could stand up and point to Elsa's nose, "I, Gan Jing, am not a person who doesn't admit to doing things!"

"Oh?" Elsa raised a beautiful eyebrow, "Dare you admit it?"

"The problem is that I don't remember!" Gan Jing's acting skills exploded, and he was confident.

Elsa's blue eyes made Gan Jing feel like he was facing a cat, and her sudden silence made Gan Jing a little nervous.

But, I'm an actor, I have to be professional.

To be upright is to be upright.

Gan Jing half-closed his eyes, silently transformed into a casual demeanor, leaned on his seat, and looked at Elsa.

Supermodel, what is a supermodel?
Quite simply, supermodels.

Good figure, good looks, good looks - the last point is especially difficult.

Elsa in front of her perfectly interprets these characteristics, even the way she frowns when she is angry has a unique flavor.

"Film "ELLE" with me." After a long silence, Elsa suddenly said something.

Mr. Gan Jing, the actor and actor, is still in the playboy role he quickly constructed. He didn't answer immediately, but leaned forward slightly, with a mocking smile on his face: "Oh? You can shoot as soon as you say?"

Elsa said coldly: "You insisted on it yourself that night."

Ok……

Drinking is wrong, drinking is wrong!

Seeing the change in Gan Jing's expression, Elsa blinked slyly, and then said coldly, "Give me your phone number."

give or not?give or not?
Gan Jing just hesitated for a moment, then took out the phone and put it on the table a second later.

Elsa took the mobile phone and entered a number on it, and then heard the phone ringing on her body.

"You know my phone number this time, right? Is there any other reason? Tell me, let's solve it together." She said with a frown.

Gan Jing shook his head: "I have a spokesperson, so I can't shoot anything casually."

"ELLE is the most famous fashion magazine in France. Which brand would refuse its spokesperson to appear on it?"

Gan Jing stifled, thought for a while, that's all, that's all, from what it means, it's probably an exchange.

"Okay, time, I will notify Givenchy."

"Are you the endorsement of Givenchy?" Elsa was a little surprised.

Gan Jing nodded, feeling that he had finally entered a familiar communication channel.

"Givenchy actually found a yellow skin to endorse?" Elsa was a little surprised.

"Ms. Elsa, do you know why I didn't contact you?" Gan Jing said, "Because you are suspected of racial discrimination."

"Why are you so excited at night?" Elsa can make the actor speechless just by mentioning this, "Sunday, "ELLE", don't forget, my agent will contact you. "

"I'll inform Givenchy..." Gan Jing nodded and saw Elsa get up.

"I hope you won't miss the appointment this time." Elsa said condescendingly.

From the time she came in to the time she left, Gan Jing was always in the upper hand, and Gan Jing felt a little upset, anyway, he agreed to the shooting anyway.

Gan Jing nodded, and when Elsa turned around to leave, she suddenly spoke, and said very sincerely: "I apologize for the cruelty I may have had that night, Elsa."

Elsa turned her head and stared, seeing the impeccable sincerity on Gan Jing's face, she snorted and turned to leave.

Gan Jing's side became quiet again, looking through the window glass at the gradually disappearing figure outside, he slapped his forehead, what's the matter?
Confused!

Gan Jing took a sip of hot coffee to suppress his shock, took out his cell phone, first saw the number left by Elsa, then frowned and called Lao Chen.

"Old Chen, did anything happen between me and that Elsa when I won the award in Cannes?"

It was a bit strange for Lao Chen to suddenly receive a call from Gan Jing. He heard the name Elsa and thought for a second before he remembered who it was—Gan Jing’s award at Cannes was probably an unforgettable moment in his life .

"Her, something beautiful has happened." Old Chen Wen said in a crepey tone.

Gan Jing was about to vomit blood, and said angrily, "Be more straightforward!"

"The door to the room is closed, how do I know what happened?" Lao Chen was dissatisfied, "I'm not a peeping tom!"

Papa, the phone hung up.

Old Chen is baffled, why is this guy so crazy?Could it be that he saw someone's photo in a magazine and was ready to continue his relationship?Well, the combination of Forrest Gump and supermodel, can it be stir-fried?

Once it comes to personal positioning, Lao Chen does not consciously think about the direction and content of his work.

Gan Jing didn't know that his agent started a series of deduction with his phone call, he only had one question now, what happened?
After silently drinking the second cup of coffee, Gan Jing walked out of the cafe with a second question in mind.

Do you want to go to the magazine shoot on Sunday?
　I was so tired yesterday that I fell asleep directly, sorry sorry.

　　Thank you, big brother, Weilai TTT for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)