Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 545 Liu Qianqian doesn’t fall for it

The next day, early in the morning.

Bea Shaffer showed up at Xiangyang's door in the Renault business car arranged by the Hermès public relations department.

Considering that the two little angels were still resting, she specifically asked the driver to park the car outside the door and called Xiang Yang on her mobile phone.

After receiving confirmation, the driver allowed the driver to drive in after the gate opened.

"Mom, I'm leaving first." Seeing Bea Shaffer, Xiang Yang stood up and said goodbye to Liu Xiaoli.

"Go and do your business."

Liu Xiaoli stood up with a smile and handed the prepared coffee to Bea Shaffer.

Don't tell me, it's hard for her to find fault with this little move towards a girl.

After Xiang Yang walked out of his home in a casual suit, he nodded to the driver and sat down.

"I asked, why did the public relations department suddenly become so picky? Where was the original Mercedes-Benz?"

"Boss, Mercedes-Benz is not suitable." Bea Shaffer whispered as she followed.

"Oh, that's okay."

Xiang Yang stretched out his hand and said, "Give me a cup of coffee first. I'm so sleepy."

"Okay, Boss." Bi Shaffer pursed her lips and took the coffee out of the paper bag.

Three cups in total.

One cup is for the driver.

After dividing the coffee, Bea Shaffer picked up her own cup and drank it too.

She didn't know why Xiangyang licked his face and said he was so sleepy that all the calls were transferred to her last night.

Well.
Maybe the Boss and his wife can talk on the phone despite the time difference.

Bea Shaffer, who was sipping her coffee, couldn't help complaining and guessing the reason why Xiang Yang went to bed late.

After much deliberation, this is the only one that is more reliable.

Seeing that she also picked up the coffee and wolfed it down, Xiang Yang asked with concern: "What's wrong? Did you go to socialize with celebrities again yesterday? Didn't you get a good rest."

"How is that possible?" Bea Shaffer only needed a glance at Bai Xiangyang to express the resentment in her heart.

After she signaled the driver to drive, she rushed to Xiangyang to report what happened last night:
"Last night, Mr. Han called once and Little John called twice."

"Oh? Little John came twice?" Xiang Yang frowned.

Little John is so ignorant.

How could he disturb his assistant from sleeping?

"Well, yes." After putting away the coffee, Bea Shaffer took out the notepad from her bag. She opened it to the page she used yesterday and couldn't help complaining, "Boss, I think you should talk to Little John. Tell me, it’s best not to bother with these little things like Hermès Film Investment Company in the future, what do you think?”

"Please wait a moment."

Seeing that Bea Shaffer was about to launch into a long speech, Xiang Yang took out his mobile phone as he spoke.

Don't get me wrong, he wasn't going to play some soothing music, but he found the alarm clock and time zone inside and set an alarm for 9:10 a.m. in China.

Today’s crappy mobile phone systems can neither display the time of two time zones on the screen nor call a voice assistant to automatically set an alarm. It’s so inconvenient.

While setting up, he also asked Bea Shaffer to record this.

He also briefly talked about some of the things he had thought about in the past two days regarding future mobile phones.

The purpose of this is to tear off the paper recording these things and hand them to Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen later.

Save yourself the hassle of sending an email.

Bea Shaffer didn't say anything about these suggestions. She felt that Xiang Yang actually understood these things quite well.

And these tips, although they may seem small, can really work for a business person.

Like wireless charging.

No one can guarantee that they will not forget to carry a mobile phone charger one day.

But if the hotel you stay in has wireless charging equipment installed next to the bed, you can just put your phone on it (high-end hotels do have them, and there are ones with plugs, but most of them are from Apple).

After simply recording these, Bea Shaffer looked directly at Xiang Yang, "Boss, can I tell you my story?"

"sure."

"Then I'm going to start."

"." After hearing Bea Shaffer's words, Xiang Yang looked at his arrogant assistant speechlessly.

This sounds like a reminder to prepare my mind.

"Mr. Han hopes that Boss can give him a call back today. According to my judgment, the content should be related to Little John's matter. Yesterday, Little John called for the second time, and it was"

what is it then
While drinking coffee, Bea Shaffer felt that the word "complaint" better suited the meaning of Little John's words.

And the person he wanted to sue was naturally the aforementioned Han Sanping.

"Well, what should I say?"

Xiang Yang showed a slightly confused expression. How come the direction of things was so different from what he expected?
The trick he used was called 'Two peaches kill three soldiers'.

These 'three scholars' are Hua Yi, Han Sanping, and Liu Qianqian.

Huayi has nothing to say here.

On Han Sanping's side, Xiang Yang mainly wanted to make a statement and tell this towering figure in the Chinese film industry a truth:
I don't want you to feel, I want me to feel.

A personal relationship is a personal relationship, but please don't always think of doing this or that for my own good.

Let’s not talk about whether I accept what you did or not, but I feel tired.

What's the difference between this and someone plotting against me secretly every day?
As for Liu Qianqian.
How could she be so calm and still not call?
"The director of "The Piano of Steel" told Little John yesterday that they have agreed with Mr. Han of China Film Group Corporation, and that they will be responsible for negotiating the specific details of the contract. But Little John said that Mr. Han was very open-minded and demanded that the box office In addition to the proportion of sharing, there are also some requirements for the scale and number of screenings in North America and Europe.”

Bea Shaffer finished speaking in one breath, then looked at her notepad again, and after making sure that nothing was missing, she looked up at Xiang Yang and waited for her reply.

"Is that so?"

Xiang Yang suddenly said "Oh".

"Well, that's the general situation. For the more specific ones," Bea Shaffer pursed her lips, "For the specific ones, Little John said he will communicate with you personally when the boss calls back."

"That's not necessary." Xiang Yang shook his head, "Let him figure it out on his own. There's no need to waste time on such a small matter."

"Okay, Boss." Seeing that Xiangyang didn't care much, Bea Shaffer immediately agreed.

In her opinion, this was a trivial matter.

How much can you spend on a small-budget Chinese-language movie?
How much effort does it take to contact those art theaters?

Only a person like Little John can lick his face and bother a design director who has just finalized an acquisition of US$5 million to US$6 million for such a small amount of money.

The CEO of Hermès Film Investment Company is really as if he picked it up for free.

Xiang Yang was not interested in what Bea Shaffer was thinking.

After talking about the matter, he happily drank the ice coffee in his hand. In other words, Liu Xiaoli is a good mother that is hard to find in the world.

Even the coffee she prepared for Xiangyang was specially prepared according to her son-in-law's usual taste.

Of course, Xiang Yang was not happy just because he drank iced coffee.

But his strategy of "killing three men with two peaches" did not fail because of Liu Qianqian's accident.

It doesn't matter if Liu Qianqian didn't call.

Didn't Little John fill the position himself?

Who told him to make his own decisions?

Live it!

I don't have time to wipe his ass all the time.

Charles de Gaulle Airport.

In the lobby early in the morning, when there were not many tourists, a VIP passage was specially opened.

After Renault-branded cars and MPVs arrived one after another almost at the same time, the security personnel at the door also paid close attention to every passing car.

The security personnel standing in front of the VIP corridor focused all their attention on the cars with small flags.

After getting out of the car, Xiangyang quickly took a few steps.

First, I shook hands warmly with the leader I had met two days ago, and then, under the introduction of the other party, I met the person in charge of the farewell.

The three French people who came here represented the French Tourist Office, the Paris Tourist Office, and the French Ministry of Finance and Employment.

Xiang Yang greeted them cordially.

The reason why people from the tourism bureau were there was somewhat similar.

In France, each industry has its own superior department, and the department under which the clothing and textile industry belongs is the Ministry of Finance and Employment under the Ministry of Industry.

More than 9 people are directly employed, accounting for 9% of employment in the French industrial sector.

Seeing Anta and local Hermès reaching such a major cooperation, it would be unreasonable for them not to send someone over.

Moreover, since 1990, French textile production has been showing a downward trend, but the import volume has shown a trend of increasing year by year.

The trade deficit in textiles has become an irreversible trend.

This aspect is especially evident in French woolen and cotton yarns.

Since these traditional textile production bases are mainly located in the northern region, how to reduce local employment pressure is naturally on the table.

As someone from the Ministry of Finance, Economics and Employment, I hope that when Anta really enters the European market, it can locate its factory here to reduce the pressure of being blocked at the door.

You know, when these people go into the city, they don't drive cars.

The tractor moved across the door and no one could get through.

Moreover, it won’t be easy for anyone to come.

"Please rest assured that if Anta needs to set up a factory in Europe, we will definitely give priority to setting up a factory here."

Ding Zhong would not speak harshly when faced with people who came to his door.

Although the quality of French worsted wool and cotton yarn that has lasted for more than 2 centuries is famous all over the world, the production cost cannot be described as too high.

But TM's is too high!

In the current general environment, it would be a fool's errand if we don't close down.

"Mr. Ding, how about this? As the host, I would like to invite your company to participate in the Interfilière (International Underwear and Sportswear Exhibition) and Tissu Premier (Ready-to-Wear Fabrics and Sportswear Fabrics Exhibition) that we will hold next, and first inspect our overall What do you think of the plan?”

"This" Facing the invitation from the Ministry of Finance, Economics and Employment, Ding Zhong turned his attention to Xiang Yang next to him.

"It would be great if Anta participated in these two exhibitions." Xiang Yang helped with a smile.

To put it bluntly, if you don't express your support at this time, you will be in trouble later.

But these two exhibitions are really good.

In France, they are considered to be very successful large-scale clothing exhibitions. It has strong publicity, strong professionalism, high degree of internationalization, and a large number of visitors.

Second only to Première Vision (World Apparel Fabrics Exhibition).

When Ding Zhong saw Xiang Yang say this, he suddenly felt no longer afraid of being cheated and said with a smile:

"Well, we will study it carefully when we go back."

"Thank you. I look forward to your company's next visit to Paris." The farewell representative sent by the Ministry of Finance, Economics and Employment quickly held Ding Zhong's hand.

After thanking him, he gave Xiang Yang a natural smile.

"Sure enough, what Macron said is correct. As long as you say it in front of Xiang, there will be no problem."

"The two of you will talk first." Xiang Yang smiled back, signaled that he was going to talk to Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen, and then left.

Bea Shaffer followed beside him and handed over the paper that he had prepared long ago.

"Mr. Yu, Mr. Tao, these are some things that I have thought of in the past two days. If you have time, please take the time to take a look."

"Mr. Xiang, you are really polite." Yu Chengdong said with a hearty smile as he took the paper.

"They are all small suggestions about mobile phones." Xiang Yang nodded, "If there is a chance, we can communicate more."

"Okay, definitely." Yu Chengdong and Tao Jinwen thanked them again.

When he put the folded film into his pocket, Yu Chengdong, who had been out for a long time, couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart:
"It would be better if we could communicate more with Mr. Xiang and learn from it."

"There will be opportunities in the future." Xiang Yang chuckled.

He's not that sensational.

To be honest, he wished they could leave as soon as possible.

So as not to cause any surprises for his subsequent acquisition of DJ.

But at this moment, a leading secretary of the foreign affairs department came over and said to Xiang Yang with a smile:

"Mr. Xiang, the leader invites you to take the car back together later."

"???"

Xiang Yang was stunned. After a few seconds of silence, he turned his head and looked at the leader who was standing with Ding Zhong and representatives from France to greet him, and swallowed his throat.

"Can I take her with me?" Xiang Yang asked.

"of course can."

The young secretary smiled and nodded.

It’s not like it’s a secret, there’s nothing I can’t bring with me.

But looking at his smile, he looked at the two foreign affairs department cars parked next to him.

The corners of Xiang Yang's mouth twitched subconsciously.

Is this for Bea Shaffer to sit on his lap?
Let her sit on the roof of the car
(End of this chapter)