"If I can, I can invest in your studio," Ni Chenjun said.

Invest in his magazine?!

Alison's eyes lit up suddenly and asked, "really?"

Ni Chenjun nodded, "of course. But we should think about the specific way of cooperation in the long run."

Alison's surprise faded and added a little vigilance, "I won't accept the dissolution of the studio, and I can't lose one of my partners."

"Don't get excited. I won't ask you to dissolve the studio. Don't worry." Ni Chenjun comforted: "what I like is your keen ability to capture fashion. There's no reason to dissolve him."

"I only provide funds and organize marketing plans, expand Segar's production and popularity, and make Segar bigger and better as much as possible. In this process, the structure of the studio is bound to change, but the core team will always be you. Don't worry."

Alison looked a little changed, hesitated, doubted and surprised, but what remained unchanged was vigilance.

"You speak well now. What if you repent!"

Ni Chenjun smiled. "Did you forget about the contract? If I breach the contract, you can sue me."

Alison looked milder. "How much can you invest?"

"You have to hand over the studio information to me. After professional analysis and planning, I can make a decision." Ni Chenjun shrugged his eyebrows. "I will ask the assistant to draw up the contract as soon as possible, but the specific details still need further discussion, so can you take me to your studio for a visit?"

Alison still hesitated, "do you really want to invest in my studio?"

It's not that he doesn't want to receive the investment, but will the investment be too simple?

You don't need him to beg in a low voice, you don't need to work hard to say that you've dried your saliva to boast, let alone bargain with him, so the investment is sent to the door?

It's still a little untrue.

"Otherwise, you think I'm joking with you?" Ni Chenjun smiled and kept great patience with such a simple person. "If you don't believe me, you can check the prosperity, ask the organizer of the exhibition, or ask Givenchy's chief designer. I'm sure he won't collude with me to cheat you."

Ni Chenjun's words dispelled his concerns to a great extent. If you ask more, you will know what this person is. Just looking at today's exhibition, there are hundreds of clothes at once. It can't be done without some details. In addition, Oliver, the chief designer of Givenchy, knows him, whether he can determine the existence of prosperity or not, Seeing Ni Chenjun get on with Oliver is enough to show his ability.

What does he have? The empty shell editor of the magazine, who wants money or color, has nothing to cheat except his head of ideas.

The knowledge in the brain can never be robbed by others.

He was relieved. "Well, when are you going to visit?"

"Anytime."

Alison put the camera in his satchel. "Tomorrow morning, just call the phone on the business card. I'll pick you up."

Ni Chenjun nodded, "OK."

Alison showed a relaxed smile, swept away the gloom on his face, came forward and held Ni Chenjun's hand, "thank you. I hope we can cooperate happily."

Ni Chenjun smiled, "yes."

Alison didn't say anything more. He smiled and said goodbye to the two people. He walked lightly and hurriedly. Obviously, he wanted to go back and tell his partner the good news.

"That's how you talk about business." Shen Yiqu elbowed him.

"What do you think? It's easy, isn't it?"

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