Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 563 Venice Film Festival, before departure
"Maserati! Alfa Romeo!"

Fiat Automobile Group.

In addition to these two household names, Fiat said it was sorry, but so did Ferrari, Chrysler, Lancia, and Abarth.

And Dodge and Jeep.

The name of the boss who founded this famous car company is Giovanni Agnelli.

These have nothing to do with Xiangyang.

But through Li Bingbing's introduction, Red Bigland learned that the designer who was in charge of the most important operations of a top luxury brand was still a football fan.

Not the same.

Fiat Group happens to own a little-known football club.

The team's reputation is only average, and they were relegated due to scandals.

Although they won second place after returning to Serie A, their performance this year was mediocre.

In fact, due to the renovation of their home stadium, they could only use the Olympic Stadium of their rival Torino.

But as the brand CEO, there should be no problem in inviting Xiang Yang and his lover to watch a Serie A match.

Anyway, when he learned that Xiangyang received such attention, Little John cried with heartfelt feelings.

"Xiang! You must seek some cooperation for our Classic Football Shirts."

That's Juventus!
A club owned by the Agnelli family!

Xiang Yang hugged his wife, put his chin on her shoulder, and said helplessly into the phone:

"I know, I know, I will ask for you."

"It's not about helping me, it's about helping us!" Little John corrected Xiang Yang's improper choice of words.

He spent all the profits from CFS and TJ.

He was not willing to touch even a penny of the dividends from "The Intouchables".

If Xiangyang can't fulfill his little wish, is there any justice?
"Okay, I understand." Xiang Yang smiled, looked at his beloved wife's bulging cheeks fondly, and raised his lips to touch them.

A dissatisfied elbow quickly landed on Xiang Yang's stomach.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I have something to do." Xiang Yang gritted his teeth in pain and hung up the phone.

Throwing the phone on the sofa and hugging Liu Qianqian from behind, he asked softly: "Are you happy?"

"." Liu Qianqian relaxed her brows and remained silent.

Smiling, he reached out and touched Liu Qianqian's head, and Xiang Yang said in a regretful tone:
"Hey, if it weren't for the fact that you like Ferrari very much, I wouldn't want to agree to such a social event. You know, this kind of social interaction is very tiring."

Liu Qianqian turned around and stared at him angrily.

"Are you asking for credit?"

"I don't."

Xiang Yang lowered his head, put his head on Liu Qianqian's forehead and said with a smile, "I just want to make up for it."

"Make up for what?"

"To make up for not being able to take you to watch the F1 race." Xiang Yang said, pursing the corners of his mouth and gently touching Liu Qianqian's nose with the tip of his nose.

He forgot whether she had told him that she liked Ferrari very much.

But there was one thing he remembered.

When looking at Bea Shaffer's information, I remembered that Liu Qianqian had always kept the Ferrari at home as her own.

I felt that I should do something.

"When the time comes, we will take the time to visit the Ferrari team. What do you think? Just you and me."

Vaguely, Liu Qianqian felt that Xiang Yang's heart was beating very hard.

Drowsily, she felt that Xiang Yang had kissed her lips lightly without her attention and without her consent.

in front of children
"Aren't you afraid that I'll bite you?" She said in a breathy tone.

"Afraid." Xiang Yang swallowed, "I'm afraid that one day you won't be able to bite me anymore."

"." Silently, Liu Qianqian's eyes blinked.

You warm me again.

Stinky guy.
"Then kiss me before I bite you." Liu Qianxi stood on her tiptoes and said softly.

She felt that her face was getting hot when she said this in front of her child.

But the heart is very sweet.

Never underestimate a reporter’s ability to dig up gossip.

On the front foot, we have just finalized the plan to welcome Xiangyang.

Afterwards, several Italian media made this unconfirmed news public.

There are also rumors that Karl Lagerfeld will also attend this Venice Film Festival.

[Before the opening of the 67th Venice International Film Festival, it was favored by top luxury brand designers! 】

[Lafayette joins hands with his 'loved disciples' to light up Venice! 】

[Outside the Venice Film Festival, it’s even more exciting! 】

Attached to these reprinted reports were photos of Xiang Yang and Karl Lagerfeld during Fashion Week.

One old and one young, surrounded by top celebrities in the luxury goods industry.

It’s not that the celebrities don’t arrange noodles, it’s that everyone has their own preferences for radish and pickles.

I cover this international superstar and the much-anticipated crew every day. It’s good to give the public a change of taste every now and then.

Compared with the general public, stars who have arrived at the Venice Film Festival and those who have not yet arrived care more about these media reports.

In the eyes of the public, they are stars.

But in their eyes, Karl Lagerfeld and Xiang Yang are the stars!

Some people are excited for the opening invitations in their hands, some are anxious that tickets are hard to find, and some are
Li Bingbing didn't come back to the dinner until the dinner was almost over.

The answer is actually ready to come out.

Because of this incident, everyone at the festive gathering had their own thoughts and it was not lively.

"If I had known it now, why would I have done it at the beginning?"

Xu Ke watched Wu Baige come out of the whole dinner with an abnormal look on his face. He couldn't help but feel a little lucky that he didn't talk nonsense.

Did he express his opinion? Yes.

But he definitely didn't rise to the level of Wu Baige.

"You two should keep an appropriate distance from them during the film festival." After the show, Xu Ke took his crew back to the hotel, and Xu Ke specifically warned Liu Dehua and Liang Jiahui.

The circle is not that big.

He can still remember clearly what happened during "Flying Swords of Dragon Gate".

"Director Xu, Hua Zai and I have an understanding." Liang Jiahui forced a smile.

This kind of thing is not something they actors can get involved in.

Only people like Huang Qiusheng who haven't read a few books can get into it.

"Do you want to ask Mrs. Xiang to help pass on a message?" Liu Dehua said in a low voice with some reluctance.

"Hua Zai, there are some things that Xiang Tai and the others can see further than you." Xu Ke looked at Liu Dehua deeply and patted him on the shoulder. In fact, he was quite impressed that Liu Dehua was still thinking of helping at this time.

But Xiang Taiyi jumped out of this quagmire a long time ago, how could he jump back again?

"Anyway, you and Hui Zai listen to me, and I'll give you a warning if I'm close to you, but don't say it too bluntly. For other things, don't get involved. This person is not something ordinary people can mess with."

That’s how Xu Ke sees it anyway.

Even if you drag Hong Kong Island's "King of Entertainment" Lao Yang to Italy, it's hard to say whether you can enjoy the treatment.

What else can I say?

The next day, Xiangyang got up very late.

The morning sun hung slanting on the branches of the courtyard, and thin clouds were floating in the sky, when he woke up from his sweet dream.

When he opened his eyes, Liu Qianqian was lying quietly in his arms.

"How about I sleep a little longer?" Without thinking, Xiang Yang closed his eyes again.

What are you running for? I’m tired after a long night.

Be patient and wait patiently before setting off.

However, the annoying Bea Shaffer did not give him precious time for such leisurely elegance.

After receiving the call from Karl Lagerfeld, she drove the Tesla sports car to Xiang Yang's house early.

To say, what does Karl Lagerfeld care about most?
Apart from his cat, it's hard to say anything else.

But when it comes to Xiang Yang, it will definitely suppress his popularity.

When my old man went there, no one picked him up. When you went there, you were greeted personally by the CEOs of Maserati, Alfa Romeo, and the chairman of the film festival.

Then where should I put my face?
Therefore, Xiang Yang was speechless as he was being tossed around.
"How did he say?"

"He asked you to meet him at the airport and take the plane together." Bea Shaffer shrugged while drinking coffee.

She couldn't handle this either.

"Then let's take his plane together." Xiang Yang clicked his tongue and said that this would save money.

"He said he'd like to sit with you."

"Stingy."

Bea Shaffer rolled his eyes at Xiang Yang with some amusement.

Is this called stingy?

How much does it cost to fly from Paris to Marco Polo Airport in Venice?

For your sake, I didn’t use the special plane provided by Chanel, the special plane provided by LVMH Group, and my own.

It can be said that in this aspect, Xiang Yang was given enough face.

In the end, this sentence came back.

"Honey, prepare some cat food." Xiangyang didn't care what Bea Shaffer thought and shouted to Liu Qianqian who was getting ready to pick up her luggage with Zhao Xin.

"Ah? What are you doing with cat food?" Liu Qianqian was a little surprised.

"Miss Shaffer said that Lafayette will make a special trip to accompany you to Venice." Xiang Yang said casually: "Then you won't take care of the cat for him?"

When she heard that Lafayette was going with her, Liu Qianqian didn't know what to say for a moment.

But when she saw that the two babies had not appeared while she was cleaning up, Bea Shaffer asked curiously:

"Boss, didn't you say you wanted to take the baby with you?"

"When did I say that?" Xiang Yang curled his lips and looked at Bea Shaffer warningly, telling her not to make any noise about it.

This was supposed to be his last move.

Smiling secretly, Bea Shaffer felt a little wronged for Annabelle.

"Mr. Han, where is Bella?" Xiang Yang asked while drinking coffee.

"Well, I talked to her on the phone, and they will meet us at the airport."

Xiang Yang, who received a positive answer, thought for a while before nodding.

Because he was traveling with Lafayette, it was obviously inappropriate to change Mr. Han's arrangements.

The clay figurine still has a good temper.

If Annabelle was asked to rebook a ticket to take Han Sanping to Venice because of this sudden move, wouldn't that be a slap in the face?

So if you want to blame, you can only blame Karl Lagerfeld.

Just joining in the fun.

Thinking about it, Xiang Yang asked curiously: "Why is he going to Italy if he has nothing to do?"

"I am not sure as well."

Bea Shaffer shook her head.

"Forget it, I'll ask when the time comes." Xiang Yang sighed helplessly, "Have you told Annabelle about this?"

Bea Shaffer nodded.

She had already called on the way here.

Seeing this, Xiang Yang said nothing more.

If Han Sanping didn't know about it, Xiang Yang would really have to call him to make preparations because of Karl Lagerfeld's status.

After all, Lafayette has a very strange temperament.

At the same time, Han Sanping and Zhang Qian, who had finished their meal in the hotel, were surprised to hear about this when they saw Annabelle again.

After being overjoyed, Han Sanping felt something was wrong.

Moreover, he was even more afraid that it would delay Xiang Yang's business.

This is real
He smiled at Annabelle and said, "Miss Annabelle, if it's inconvenient, I'll take another flight to Venice by myself."

"Mr. Han," Annabelle was startled, then smiled modestly and said, "Please give me a few minutes, I will ask my boss for instructions."

"Okay, no problem." Han Sanping smiled kindly.

"Then please wait a moment."

Annabelle finished speaking with a smile, took out her mobile phone from her bag and walked out of the restaurant.

Watching Xiang Yang's assistant walk out, Han Sanping looked at the time on his wrist.

It's almost time to set off.

Just as I was about to sit patiently for two minutes, my cell phone buzzed in my trouser pocket.

No, it must be another call from the big and small kings.

He was so shocked that he couldn't help but want to click on Huayi's stock to see what the situation was like.

But when he took it out, he couldn't help but frown.

These people in Hong Kong are really...
I don’t go to Venice with any fanfare, so why don’t they see the point?

Forget it if you don’t have self-awareness.

No awareness at all!

"Mr. Han, my boss said it's okay. It's more convenient for everyone to communicate together."

(End of this chapter)