Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 415 In China, shouldn’t we speak Mandarin (please vote!)

Make eardrums for cats

Unsurprisingly, after Zhao Xin brought the water, he quickly failed.

Liu Qianqian was not angry about this. On a whim, I just wanted to find something interesting to do to let Xiang Yang relax.

"Does it itch?"

Soon after Dongdong escaped, she found another thing to do while staying in Xiangyang's workshop, which was to pick Xiangyang's ears.

"fine."

Xiang Yang curled his lips and said, "Don't blow air into it, just be a little gentle."

"Don't worry, you don't want to listen to my nagging, but I still want you to listen." Liu Qianqian smiled "hehe", grabbed Xiangyang's earrings and moved them towards the desk lamp.

"Hey, hey, be gentle, wife."

"Yeah, it'll be ready soon. Don't move, this piece will come out soon." After saying that, Liu Qianqian, who squinted her eyes, carefully moved the ear hanging spoon in her hand.

After taking it out, she let out a long, slow breath, as if her tense nerves had finally relaxed.

He wiped the ear scraper with alcohol cotton in disgust and said with a smile:

"It's done here, it's time to go over there."

"Oh."

Xiang Yang rubbed his right ear and nodded, turning around to face Liu Qianqian.

The moment their eyes met, Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and said arrogantly: "What are you looking at? Hurry up."

After saying that, she wrinkled her nose at Xiangyang.

It's like being coquettish.

"Tell me, if you pick out my ears, will you be wronged?" Xiang Yang asked, tilting his head.

Liu Qianqian felt warm in her heart when she heard this, and smiled: "No, you are my husband, hehe."

"As long as you don't let me wash your smelly socks, that's fine."

She added softly and smiled at Xiang Yang again.

Everyone can see that her husband is doting on her, so how could Liu Qianqian not feel it as the person involved?

Sometimes she also wants to do something for the other person.

But when she thought about it carefully, she realized that she could provide very little help to Xiang Yang at work.

As for life.

Anyway, no matter what you do, smelly socks must not be washed.

What exactly Zhang Mouzi and Zhang Weiping talked about is unknown to outsiders.

The night after the two chatted, Zhang Mouzi made a call to all investors.

When this news naturally reached Little John's ears, Zhang Mouzi also deliberately chatted with Little John for a few minutes through Pang Li, who was good at English.

He will sign the contract and fulfill the previous agreement.

It's just that he hopes that Little John can also let go of Zhang Weiping's matter.

It is impossible to let go, although I am happy to be able to cooperate with Zhang Mouzi.

But in Little John's eyes, they were completely different things.

"It seems that the person here is not an easy person to talk to." Thinking of the foreigner who kept smiling when the two met before, Zhang Mouzi couldn't help feeling that he had met a smiling tiger.

"But at least things have finally calmed down." Pang Li sighed with emotion.

Relax?

Zhang Mouzi grinned noncommittally.

Little John, who had finally settled part of the previous farce, asked the CC Standard Collection people to go to Yichang early the next morning with two contracts.

This time, he no longer easily believed in verbal promises.

Some things still need to be reflected in the contract.

When the people from CC Standard Collection successfully signed the contract with Zhang Mouzi, Little John immediately informed Xiang Yang in Paris of the news.

Xiangyang had just finished a meeting with designers and engineers sent by Ohrfrieden, a German earplug manufacturer, before Xiangyang could take a breath.

How should I put it, with a small earplug, Xiangyang felt that he had learned a lot of new knowledge.

It just doesn’t match the costume design at all.

He was also a little confused about what needed to be considered in the operation of precision equipment.

Fortunately, Ohrfrieden designers will help improve these professional things.

At this point, it’s just like cooperating with Jiaming.

"Well, then what?"

Faced with the ruthless questioning, Little John curled his lips and said: "Then, then, how can there be so many thens."

"I mean, what are you going to do next?" Xiang Yang smiled and stretched. “Go ahead and sue him.” Little John was stunned.

Although a public apology from someone like Zhang Weiping is not valuable, it is important.

"Oh, okay."

Xiang Yang frowned. He felt a little uncomfortable that a great domestic director was being wronged between the two of them and seemed to be trying to compromise.

The main reason is that I don’t know what Zhang Mouzi is doing.

"By the way, Xiang, I found that you hid it deeply enough. I actually heard about Liu's preparations for a movie from Laura." Looking for a suitable word, Little John complained:

"You are treating me like an outsider."

"No way."

Xiang Yang will not accept this pot.

It was Liu Qianqian's wish not to let Little John get involved in this matter.

How could you just attack his brain casually?

"Okay, let's talk about it when you come back. I've been very busy here recently." Xiang Yang, who didn't intend to expand on this topic, said bluntly at the end.

"If we don't want to talk, we won't talk." Little John also showed disdain.

After hanging up the phone, he straightened his clothes and prepared to go to Beijing to find Han Sanping to discuss the following matters in detail.

Unfortunately, when he took the plane to Shangjing, Han Sanping was also busy.

"This is..." Seeing the thin Xu Ke with a small gray goatee, Little John searched for this person's name in his mind.

I've seen it, I have an impression, but I can't remember it for the moment.

"This is Xu Ke, Director Xu." Han Sanping took the initiative to help introduce the two parties, "Director Xu, this is the famous Mr. Rang."

"Hello, hello, Mr. Jean."

Xu Ke shook hands with Little John enthusiastically, with a smile on his face.

All the shots needed for "Flying Swords of Dragon Gate" were shot in Tianmo Film and Television City, which is very close to Beijing. The next stop is to move to Hengdian for some filming.

Taking advantage of the gap between the crew's transfer, he had time to get out.

I came here just to see if there is any way for Huaying to connect with CC Standard Collection.

A few months ago, you could ignore Hermès Film Investment Company’s investment layout in China.

But now, we know how far-reaching their plans are.

"Hello, Director Xu." Little John greeted in Chinese with a bad accent, "Nice to meet you."

According to his observation, as long as you say hello in Chinese and try to say a few words in Chinese during the chat, it is easy to shorten the distance between each other.

Of course, if he was stupid, he wouldn't say it again.

After such a huge embarrassment happened last time, he asked Xiang Yang for advice on what China's dirty words were.

"Can Mr. Jean speak Mandarin?" Xu Ke was a little surprised.

"A little bit." Little John smiled, "In China, shouldn't we speak Mandarin?"

"That's true"

Xu Ke pursed his lips coquettishly. His Mandarin was not very fluent.

Han Sanping raised the corner of his mouth slightly when he heard Little John confidently say such words to the director of Hong Kong Island.

However, although Xu Ke is not good at Mandarin, he is still very patient when communicating.

Unlike some Hong Kong directors and actors.

"Mr. Jean, haven't you always liked Cheng Long and Bruce Lee? Director Xu is the one who made the "Once Upon a Time" series."

After sitting down, Han Sanping smiled and introduced Xu Ke's works to Little John in detail.

"Once Upon a Time"

Little John, who thought the name was very familiar, thought for a while, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he asked in English:

"Is it the one starring Li Lianjie?"

"Yes, my early works." Xu Ke gave him a definite answer.

"I didn't expect it to be Director Xu's work." Little John looked Xu Ke up and down, a little unbelievable.

This. This is too thin.

It seems that Bruce Lee is also very thin.

"Is there anything wrong with Mr. Rang?" Xu Ke, who was stared at, was stunned for a moment and asked angrily.

"Uh"

(End of this chapter)