Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 527 Destiny to meet thousands of miles

The lobby of Toronto Airport.

Zhang Meng led the team, and Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu, accompanied by their managers, came to pick up Han Sanping.

Old Han, who walked out carrying his luggage, was stunned for a moment.

Contrary to others, although he is very familiar with the two actors Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu.

But among the three people present, he knew the young director Zhang Meng better.

Few people know that the director of the ill-fated "The Piano" was actually a second-generation director.

His father has a great background.

You want to ask where his father is from?

That must be the center of the universe - Tieling.

What works has he directed?
In addition to TV series and movies, people can also go to the Spring Festival Gala every year and ask you if you are awesome?
Have you seen "Old New Year"?
Have you heard of "Three Whips"?

"New Year's greetings", "selling crutches", "selling cars", "face", these familiar ones will always leave an impression.

Therefore, Chinese-language movies are actually a circle.

Just to Zhang Meng's father and Han Sanping, they all gave a smile when they saw the three people who came to pick him up without saying hello.

But in front of his assistant, he still had to criticize a few words when he should.

Otherwise, no matter which film festival I go to in the future, I will be blocked at the airport by various film crews. What would it be like?

"Xiao Zhang, you came to pick me up without even saying a word."

"Uncle Han, I came here quietly." Zhang Meng quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake. If you don't have money to make a movie, you don't have money to make a movie.

But relying on his father, he was still able to call Mr. Han uncle in his circle.

"Okay, you have your heart."

Han Sanping smiled and nodded towards Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu.

Facing his favorite actor, he said without any airs: "Let's go and sit in my hotel. I just want to have a chat with you guys."

"Thank you, Mr. Han."

Wang Qianyuan and Qin Hailu responded with a smile.

In China, it is not easy to have a face-to-face chat with this 'mountain eagle'.

As he walked out, Han Sanping, who was in a good mood, said politely: "You're welcome, let's have dinner together tonight."

But before the three of them showed joy, Han Sanping added:

"Let's make an agreement first. You can't drink tonight. I have to come to the airport to pick someone up tonight."

"Ok?"

Zhang and Meng's trio instantly showed expressions of surprise.

"Who can make Mr. Han condescend to come to the airport to pick someone up, or after dinner?"

Invariably, they all muttered to themselves.

9 month 8 day.

Founded in 1923, it has a history of more than 80 years.

Known as the fourth largest exhibition hall in Europe and the only multi-functional large-scale exhibition center in Paris, many vehicles came one after another.

Different from the past, Hermès' business vehicles have been replaced by the fourth generation of Renault MPV - ESPACE today.

Even the uniform car given to Anta was replaced by one representing France.

Sitting on this MPV that was put into production at the end of 2002, Xiang Yang speechlessly complained about Axel's formalism.

It's necessary, really
Don’t Mercedes-Benz MPVs taste good?
But when he saw Macron driving a Renault car and being surrounded by reporters at the door to take photos for several minutes before he drove into the parking lot, he suddenly realized.

"That big nose, won't he come today too?"

Seeing that he had to wait for a few more cars before it was his turn, Xiangyang leaned back on the seat in the back and asked Bea Shaffer.

"It seems, I haven't heard of it."

Bea Shaffer shook her head.

"Oh, that's fine." Xiang Yang smiled. He didn't want to be dragged into a small talk by Sarkozy again today.

Instead of talking to him, it would be better to chat with his supermodel wife.

At least if you trick this Italian woman into going to Milan to do a show for yourself in the future, the effect will definitely be great.

Sensing that Xiang Yang's eyes were spinning, Bea Shaffer's eyes flashed.

Eighty percent, who is this plotting against?

She tried to suppress her curiosity but felt her heart was being scratched more and more. She finally came over and said, "Boss, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Yes, I have."

Xiang Yang nodded and said, "Bring me a bottle of water. I'm thirsty."

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Bea Shaffer swallowed the bitter taste in her mouth.

He took out a bottle from the leather pocket on the back of the seat in front of him and handed it to Xiang Yang.

After taking it, Xiang Yang opened it, took a sip, and asked, "It would be best if Macron is closer to the middle when we take a group photo."

After thinking about it, Xiang Yang changed his words:
"In this case, you can notify some important media reporters later and ask them to take separate photos of me, Mr. Ding and Macron."

Bea Shaffer nodded silently, but felt puzzled in her heart.

Why does a humble consultant need to be photographed alone?
If she asked, Xiangyang would definitely say yes.

Who is Macron?
No need to brag, this guy will be the best among them in the future.

Unfortunately, Bea Shaffer prefers to use her little brain.

While she was still guessing, the cars that were queuing up one after another finally turned to the car that Xiang Yang and the others took.

Several Renault MPVs from Hermès entered the market.

A crowd of reporters immediately surrounded him.

The flash kept shining on the light-blocking car window film.

The inside could not be seen from the outside, but Ding Zhong, who was sitting in the car, could see these long guns and short cannons very clearly.

Don't tell me, this posture is really different from Anta's own press conference.

"Mr. Ding, look, this is a reporter from Yangma." The sharp-eyed Yao Weixiong quickly found the familiar station logo in the crowd and his nerves instantly became tense.

Going on the evening news again? "Oh, that's right." Ding Zhong looked in the crowd in the direction he pointed.

Sure enough, there was indeed a reporter holding a microphone with the Yangma logo trying to squeeze through the crowd of reporters.

He really wanted to open the car window and be interviewed by Yang Ma.

It's a pity that this cannot be done.

"I didn't expect that."

"Let's go in first and wait to see what they have to say at the press conference."

Standing at the door of the hall, Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen, who came to join in the fun, looked at each other and smiled.

With Huawei’s strength in France, it is not difficult to get two tickets for the press conference at the Porte de Versailles Exhibition Center in Paris.

As soon as the two entered the venue, they met an acquaintance.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Tao, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Wang Tao and Zhu Xiaorui happened to be standing at the signature wall in the press conference hall to register. When they saw Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen, they quickly put down their signature pens and walked over to greet them with smiles.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Zhu, I haven't seen you for several days."

Yu Chengdong also showed surprise.

In particular, Wang Tao seemed to be in high spirits, which was completely opposite to the time when we met him in the hotel some time ago.

Smiling and shaking hands with the two of them, he asked with concern: "Why, your project is going very smoothly. Did you win it so quickly?"

"Actually, no." Wang Tao scratched his hair and explained:

"Today's content is about UTMB. In addition to us, the teams of XAG and Go Pro have been invited to participate."

"Oh, no wonder." Yu Chengdong nodded.

Sure enough, the linkage between HYS and Anta will involve all aspects of the brand's layout.

This is pretty much what he predicted.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Tao, do you two have time in the afternoon?"

"What to say, Xiao Wang."

"It's like this. We have actually won a project from Hermès. If you are interested, you can go and take a look at the project site we participated in."

Hearing this, Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen looked at each other and smiled.

They had already heard the news.

"If I'm not wrong, Wang always wants to invite us two old guys to see big stars." Tao Jinwen joked with a smile:
"Tell us, is Anne Hathaway particularly beautiful?"

"Ah, you two understand."

Wang Tao was surprised.

According to the photography equipment provided by the crew of "One Day", they have just modified an unmanned helicopter for the final test.

Technically speaking, their team has not even assisted in the first shot.

So how did this news spread so fast?

"We meet an interesting guy."

Mentioning Little John, Yu Chengdong smiled slightly. This man was quite interesting.

After exchanging a few words, he and Tao Jinwen were about to sign autographs when guests arriving one after another walked in from outside the door.

According to the process, after the invitation letter is issued, they can choose to sign and take photos.

If necessary, there will be a dedicated photographer on site to assist.

This time, the graphic designer of HYS put some effort into the design of Anta’s signature wall.

He used orange, which is lighter than Hermès orange and has a yellowish color, and Anta's red to splice each other.

At first glance, it seems quite impressive.

Seeing the crowd approaching, Yu Chengdong was about to invite Wang Tao and others to enter the venue together. When Macron walked in, he recognized the two Huawei executives he had met at dinner two days ago.

"Yu, Tao, you are here too."

"These two are."

"Mr. Ding, congratulations."

"Mr. Yao, congratulations."

"Monsieur Pierre"

"To the Director"

Unlike other guests, the fleets of Hermès and Anta drove directly to the entrance of the press building of the Convention and Exhibition Center.

After getting off the car, Xiang Yang, who was wearing a rare suit with a smile on his face, met Axel first, and then went to the gate together to shake hands with Ding Zhong and Yao Weixiong, who attended the press conference on behalf of Anta.

In front of many reporters, the process still has to go through.

While several people were smiling, a violent shutter sound burst out from around them.

For a moment, the sound of "click, click, click" made people's minds buzz, and it was accompanied by the camera tracking the whole process.

Unlike film festivals, reporters behave very differently at grand press conferences.

At the scene, except for the polite greetings and natural sounds from Xiang Yang and the others, the professional reporters present did not shout at the top of their lungs such as "look at the camera", "smile", "wave at the camera" and so on. of.

They are only here to record and witness.

And for an occasion like today, there is no one more suitable than Bea Shaffer as their on-site assistant.

She raised her wrist and checked the time. With an expressionless face, she came over and pursed her lips in invitation: "Guys, please come in."

"Okay." Axel nodded, stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Ding, please."

"Thank you."

Ding Zhong nodded with a smile and said with a smile: "Mr. Pierre, please go to the director."

Just as they were about to walk up, the excitement at the door spread into the press hall building.

In the corridor, several people who were chatting and entering stopped.

They stopped and looked back, and they happened to see Xiang Yang and the others with springy faces on their faces.

Xiang Yang, who was chatting and laughing in a low voice, glanced out of the corner of his eye and frowned.

While distracted, he muttered in his heart:
"Hey, why is that person's mouth so big?"

"Macron's nose seems to be quite small."

(End of this chapter)