The richest man starts with a blind box

Chapter 425 Another Nest of Birds

It was not until 10:30 in the morning that the executive member finally found a way to contact Huang He.

This is mainly due to his wife, who saw her husband calling so anxiously, and after asking why, she took the initiative to remind her, "Did the princess of that small country call you a few days ago?" Call, let you arrange a Chinese designer to participate in the main show of Paris Fashion Week!"

"Is this Chinese designer related to Jiangnan Group?"

The executive committee didn't know if the Chinese designer had anything to do with Jiangnan Group, but he felt that since they were all Chinese, there might be a way to connect.

When Qu Wei was studying in France, she was actually one of the designers registered by the Fashion Association, so he quickly found Qu Wei's contact information, and broadcast the call to Qu Wei's hands.

"Finally I found it! Do you want to give him the phone?" The executive member didn't know, but Qu Wei was sitting in the Duleli garden at this time, looking at the sea of ​​flowers, and said with a smile to Huang He beside her.

"It's too slow. It seems that I, Huang He, are not famous enough in France!" Huang He sighed, then nodded, and asked Qu Wei to give her phone number to the executive member.

After a while, Huang He's cell phone rang, and then there was a burst of French, and Huang He couldn't understand it, so he hung up directly.

A few seconds later, the call came back, it was still in French, so Huang He hung up again.

After four or five times in a row, the phone stopped ringing, and the executive committee member on the other side dropped his phone angrily.

"I won't approve the pocket money for you to buy a new mobile phone!" The wife of the executive member said coldly. The executive member was so frightened that he quickly picked up his mobile phone and found that there were several cracks on the screen of the mobile phone. Suddenly my heart was broken.

So while he was sad, he scolded the damn Chinese, and finally his wife reminded him that the Chinese might not understand French, and suggested that he find a Chinese translator to convey his meaning.

"But where will I find a Chinese interpreter in a while?" The executive member said depressedly.

"Didn't you call a Chinese just now?" After being reminded by his wife, the executive member suddenly realized that he dialed Qu Wei's number very aggrieved, and then explained the matter in detail, saying that I hope Qu Wei will act as a middleman to explain to Huang He and let the construction team in.

"I won't do it!" Qu Wei refused very simply.

"You dare to refuse me! Don't you want the membership?" The executive member was furious. A member of the Paris Fashion Association dared to refuse himself. Does he still want this precious membership?

"Does the membership work for me?" Qu Wei laughed angrily, "According to the standards stipulated by the association, I have already met the designer requirements to participate in the official main show of Paris Fashion Week, but you are stuck with me. Let me participate, so what do I want this membership for? If you want to be fired, then fire it, it has nothing to do with me!"

After finishing speaking, Qu Wei hung up the phone.

"Are you happy?" Huang He asked with a smile after hanging up the phone.

"Cool!" Qu Wei nodded vigorously, her face flushed.

"That will make you feel better later!" Huang He chuckled.

The executive committee member on the other side was dumbfounded. He seemed to remember how he treated Qu Wei at this moment.But he didn't think it was his own fault, instead he thought that Qu Wei didn't understand the overall situation, and scolded Qu Wei, but unfortunately Qu Wei couldn't hear it at all, but his own blood pressure increased a lot .

"Forget it, I'll find a Chinese student to be an interpreter myself, anyway, there are many Chinese students in France!" The executive committee decided to bypass Qu Wei and communicate directly with Huang He.

But at this time, the commotion outside Du Leli Garden became even more serious, because at this time there was already a clothing brand, and their models were in place.

Although the home show starts at 7:[-] p.m., the models need to be familiar with the venue first, and the staff also need to rehearse the process on the spot, all of which need to be arranged at the scene in advance.

So although it was a bit later than the workers, the first batch of brands and models were already in place at ten o'clock in the morning, but they never expected that they would be blocked outside the Tuileries Garden.And he was also blocked by workers, and Celtic, who was almost desperate.

"What happened?" the staff of the brand asked, and then got the news that the Tuileries Garden was going to be closed, and it was still closed for three months in one go, with no opening in between.

The staff of this brand were immediately dumbfounded. They tried to communicate with the staff and revealed their identity as a major international brand, but it was useless and they were still blocked outside.

The models, on the other hand, looked at the Tuileries Garden in a daze, not knowing what was going on.

Soon, the staff reported the fatal situation to the company, and the company was stunned, then called the executive member of the organizing committee, and found that the other party's mobile phone was in the middle of a call.

At this time, the executive committee quickly found a nearby Chinese student through their connections, and asked him to call Huang He on his behalf.

"Sure enough, after the Chinese spoke, Huang He did not refuse, but quietly listened to the narration of the Chinese students."

"Tell him to open the Tuileries Garden for me immediately and let the staff in!" The executive member screamed loudly, and the foreign students quickly translated it.

"Tell him that I have made a decision. The Duleli Garden must be closed for three months and will never be opened!" Huang He said very simply.

"Yes..." The international student tremblingly translated Huang He's words to the executive committee member, making the other party furiously say, "You stupid Chinese, do you know whose activity you are rejecting?"

"This is the French Fashion Association. What we are going to hold is the world-famous Paris Fashion Week. At that time, hundreds of media, thousands of reporters, and countless celebrities from all over the world will gather in the Tuileries Garden. How dare you not let us Go in, do you know that you have offended someone you can't offend at all?" The executive committee member shouted there, making the Chinese student dare not translate.

However, Huang He seemed to have understood what the other party was saying. Without the Chinese student's translation, Huang He said very simply, "This is the palace of the French royal family, you bunch of tailors are nothing!"

Then hung up the phone directly.

The executive member called again, but Huang He didn't answer at all, and directly blocked the number.

The executive committee members were so anxious that they were about to lose their minds. At this time, more and more clothing brands and models had arrived at the gate of Duleli Garden, and some reporters who had arrived earlier also arrived.

Different from these anxious-looking brand companies and designers, the eyes of those reporters lit up immediately when they saw this scene.

It doesn't matter whether Paris Fashion Week will be held or not, as long as they can get big news, it is enough, and it is already 11 o'clock in the morning. As a result, all the brands and models who participated in the Paris Fashion Week debut on the first night, and even The construction workers were all kept out of the door, and the Du Leli Garden announced that it would be closed for three months.

Doesn't this mean that Paris Fashion Week, which has been held in the Tuileries Garden for more than 50 years, will be forced to change the location and time for the first time in life?

This is super big news, it's a lot of fun.

So the media reporters were all overjoyed, and began to desperately take pictures and collect various news materials.

And the major clothing brands, as well as the staff of some fashion associations who have also arrived, almost blew up the executive member's mobile phone.

But the executive committee member obviously couldn't solve the problem, so more top executives of the Garment Association received the call and learned the news that made all the top executives dumbfounded.

Tonight is the first day of the fashion show. If it cannot be held in the Tuileries Garden in time, and these are widely reported and publicized by the news media, the Paris Fashion Association will undoubtedly become a big joke.

Especially those damned Britons, the bigwigs of the Clothing Association seem to have seen that the little jokes about breastfeeding in the UK in the coming year will all fall on themselves.

Thinking of how these high-level people could still sit still, they all went straight to the entrance of Du Leli Garden.And when they arrived, they found a magnificent spectacle, that is, a large number of people gathered at the gate of Du Leli Garden, the most of them were rows of tall, tall, white and slender thighs, and super beautiful figures. beauties.

These great beauties lined up at the gate of the Duleli Garden. This was a rare event in a century. Many drivers stopped and watched their thighs whistling. The whole scene was extremely cheerful.

It's just that the high-level executives of the Garment Association were obviously not happy, and they immediately found the executive committee member who arrived at the scene first to inquire about the situation.The executive member could only tell the story helplessly, saying that no matter how much he communicated with the Chinese entrepreneur, the other party refused to open the door.

"Call the people in the management office directly!" The president of the clothing society said domineeringly, but he made a call, and was told that the person in charge was on vacation and was on the plane now, and the phone could not be reached.

"Call the Minister of Culture!" the chairman said with red eyes, and then the minister said that this is not his business, it is the police's business.

However, the police said that they did not violate the law, and they had no reason to act. It is recommended to contact the Ministry of Culture or the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Call Mr. President directly!" The president said angrily. This time, Mr. President answered the phone without evading it. After quietly listening to the other party's request, Mr. President said very sincerely that he would go to Huang Huang. Crane communicated and asked the president and the others to stay calm and wait at the door for a while.

Only then did the president feel relieved, and he confidently told the people around him that the door would have to be opened within 5 minutes at the most.

As a result, 30 minutes passed, and there was still no sign of the door opening. The chairman had no choice but to call Mr. President again under the embarrassing situation.

"It's very difficult for me!" Mr. President said on the phone, "I communicated with Mr. Huang He just now. Mr. Huang He said that he is very supportive of Paris Fashion Week. But he found that a building near the construction site of the venue There is already a nest of queen birds nesting in a tree, and a brood of chicks has also been born."

"If a large and noisy fashion week show is held at this time, the bird couple will definitely be scared away, and if someone hits a tree, they may knock down the fragile bird's nest and reproduce the previous few days. What a tragedy!"

Even if they don't fall down, the young chicks might be startled by the warm sound waves and chaotic lights, and fall out of the nest.

Even if it doesn't fall, it will definitely cause a serious psychological shadow, but there is no psychiatrist in the world who treats birds, so for the safety of this nest of birds, it is better not to hold Paris Fashion Week in the Tuileries Garden Well, as the president, he can't stand the anger of the people!

(End of this chapter)