Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 656 Who doesn’t know a few people?

"I was wondering if I should let you entertain the eldest princess of Samsung. After all, you women have more common topics to talk about."

Xiangyang put down the phone with a smile and spoke frankly.

Bi Shaf gave Xiangyang a teasing look. He lied without even thinking before he drafted it.

The business with Decathlon was just thrown to me.

We were still discussing it, and suddenly he wanted to entrust such an important matter to me?
Haha.

Unexpectedly, Xiangyang patted his thigh and said:

"Well, see you then."

"???"

"Don't worry, we just need to have a meal together and sort out our previous relationship." Xiang Yang said with a smile, coaxing his little assistant.

"What about you, Boss?"

"Me?" Xiang Yang pointed at himself and said casually, "My wife is not at home. Not only do I have to feed the dogs and cats by myself, I also have to walk them."

"!!!"

Bi Shafer stared straight at Xiangyang.

What a bullshit excuse!
You are not Karl Lagerfeld, that old man who loves cats like his life.

"Okay, it's decided." Xiangyang stood up from the chair with a smile, took the car keys and walked out.

During this time, he waved his hands deliberately.

A huge mess was thrown to Bi Shaffer.

"Are you really going to walk the dog?" Bi Shaffer, who had chased after them, shouted at Annabella's surprised look.

"What else? I'm going to post a video."

Xiangyang turned around and spread his hands helplessly.

Home and everything are prosperous.

Even Karl Lagerfeld understands this principle, so there is no need to explain it in detail.

"Are you done talking?" Little John, who was waiting at the door, came over immediately when he saw his friend coming out, and gave Bi Shaffer a smug smile.

"Well, let's go."

Xiang Yang said.

"Let's go, Macron has been waiting for us for a long time." Little John said with a smile, deliberately waving at Bi Shaffer.

Today is the weekend. I won’t go to watch the game, but I’ll at least go and play a few games.

Everyone is busy now, and we don’t know when we can get together.

"Let's go."

When Xiangyang heard this, he immediately pulled little John outside.

It's good enough that he comes to work overtime on the weekend.

And he has to delay his work because of this.

That would be too much.

Macron was bullied by me a few days ago, and I didn't even have time to say a word of comfort to him.

Seeing that the bicycle could not be found, I had to at least say a few words.

As he expected, as soon as they met at the stadium, Macron expressed his apologies again with a little shame.

"Okay, now that we're on the court, pass me two more balls."

Xiangyang said happily.

"Over there at Old Sa" looked around and Macron said that he had told Old Sa intentionally or unintentionally what Xiang Yang had said before.

But that's the result.

The economy is bad and the unemployment rate is falling. It will definitely not be financially feasible to go to great lengths to solve the problem Xiangyang mentioned.

"I didn't count on him."

Xiangyang laughed.

Next year, the economic downturn will be even more severe.

By then, Lao Sa’s life will be even more difficult.

"Xiang, you should keep some distance from Karl recently." Macron whispered to Xiang Yang, glanced at Little John who was changing his clothes, and added:
"Tell little John, too. He listens to you."

"Carl?" Xiangyang, who was taking off his pants, stopped what he was doing.

Just as Xiang Yang was about to ask something, Macron quickly interrupted him and said, "Just remember it, don't tell anyone else."

But in order to prevent Xiangyang from being overly suspicious, he said, "Kahn."

Seeing them whispering something, little John pricked up one ear and overheard this familiar name. He immediately became alert and asked, "Kahn? The goalkeeper from Germany?"

"Haha, that's right."

Macron nodded vigorously and said with a smile: "I'll ask Xiang to help me get an autograph if he has a chance."

"Signature? Come to me."

Little John said with a laugh, don’t think that Xiangyang had some personal relationship with Barak before.

But he is more adept at signing autographs.

But after saying that, he said something inexplicably: "Why do you like a German goalkeeper?"

"What do you care about me?"

Macron retorted to Little John in a bad mood.

Did he know how little John, who never easily forgives others, laughed at him behind his back after his bicycle was lost?

No!

What does a lost bicycle have to do with him as an economic advisor?

Well.
Macron said that Sarkar should be blamed for the poor public security caused by the economic downturn.

Seeing that they finally got together, the two were on edge again. Xiang Yang laughed and said, "Okay, I'll find a chance to talk to Barack. It's just an autograph. Why are you two arguing?"

"Who quarreled with him?"

Little John was dissatisfied with Xiangyang for describing the situation as so tense.

What he and Macron have is just a quarrel at best.

"Let's play football. I haven't touched a ball for a long time. Let's make a deal. I'll be the forward." Xiangyang, who had already changed into sports shorts and started tying his shoelaces, started to fight for a position.

"Macron, since you like Kahn, how about you be the goalkeeper today?" Little John asked with a smile.

Macron, who was unwilling to suffer any loss, asked directly why.

As for the goalkeeper of their team, no matter who he is, he can only scoop up the ball.

Whoever wants to fish can fish.

Anyway, he just follows the old rules.

One ball, one change.

Besides, the Kahn he was talking about is the current Kahn of the IMF, not the Kahn who played for Bayern.

The two people have different nationalities.

The latter is just a football player.

The former, on the other hand, has a very long history.

He is also Saad's main competitor after the election, and he is the kind who jumps around very happily.

Old Sa signed a big contract with Airbus, the amount is scary enough.

But I am sorry to say that Strauss-Kahn is pushing for IMF funding to resolve the European debt crisis. It is said that the aid to Portugal alone is as high as 780 billion euros.

And he has a good friend named Karl Lagerfeld.

Macron asked Xiangyang and Little John to keep some distance from Mr. Lafayette, fearing that what happened next would involve them. Or, he was indirectly reminding Xiangyang to pay attention to his relationship with Mr. Sa.

Some things are dirty.

It's just that there is no way to say it clearly.

In particular, the IMF's internal elections would also coincide with this, and he didn't dare to imagine how many things would develop.

If you think with your butt, you will know where to start.

Or money.

Or women.

"Fuck, I shouldn't have read the book you gave me!"

Macron, who was walking towards the court, suddenly realized that he was not clean and yelled at the smiling Little John.

Little John was stunned.

What book did I show you?
"House of Cards".

"You seem to be reading with great interest." Little John remembered what his brother said and felt that Macron was being unreasonable.

"Go, go, go and guard the door."

Not bothering to pay attention to Little John, Macron headed straight to the front.

Seeing that there were only three people present today, and two of them were unwilling to guard the door, Little John gritted his teeth viciously.

If I try to save the ball when someone shoots, I will change my name to yours!

The two kids who were assigned to Xiangyang's team looked at each other.
Can't these old men just go for a stroll?

Why are you coming to the stadium to join in the fun?!

"You two, play well. If you win I'll give you Paris Saint-Germain tickets!" Little John was unhappy seeing the two of them walking listlessly to the two sides.

"You'd better keep it for yourself."

A kid who had been playing football with Xiangyang and the others from the beginning directly rejected the good intention.

Can we win the game by following you?
That would be really weird.

It’s very lively here in Xiangyang.

Being thrown into the company and having to work overtime, Bi Shaffer felt aggrieved.

Working overtime on weekends is already painful enough, but Xiangyang's trick is really infuriating.

To vent her anger, she dragged Annabella directly to the coffee shop in front of HYS, holding Xiangyang's coin jar in her hand.

After ordering all the drinks and pastries that I usually ordered because I was afraid they were too high in calories, I had very little money left.

"Eat quickly, we are going to finish them all today." Facing a table full of high-calorie food, Bi Shaffer encouraged Annabella, who had a distressed face.

"You should eat too."

Annabella, whose mouth was already full, waved her hand. She and Xiangyang had already treated Ding Zhong to a sumptuous lunch at noon.

She can't eat much of this.

Bi Shaffer frowned, "You don't listen?"

"Woo woo woo." Faced with the threat, Annabella was almost crying, but she still didn't listen.

Why is it so difficult to be Xiangyang's assistant?

Her eyes lit up, Annabelle swallowed hard, and said, "Shaffer, you can complain to Liu. She is your boss too."

Picking up the coffee, Bi Shafer chuckled.

Although Liu Xixi is responsible for paying her salary, she is definitely not her boss.

Besides, what would it mean if I went to Liu Qianqian to complain about Xiangyang's affairs?
"When you go to Rotterdam with Boss, remember to keep in mind everything I say." Bi Shaffer put down the cup, paused, and once again sorted out for Annabella the things she needed to pay attention to during this trip.

Actually, the game itself is nothing special.

What is really important is not to let anyone take advantage of the opportunity and enter Xiangyang's room.

"Don't worry about this."

Annabelle patted her chest and laughed.

Rather than letting others drill.

She might as well drill it herself.

Of course, this idea was just a joke.

Based on her understanding of her boss.
"Shafer, why do you think Boss cares so much about Liu?"

"how could I know."

Bi Shaffer shrugged her shoulders, took a bite of cake, and thought for a while while holding the spoon in her mouth. “Maybe there is something special about Liu that attracts Boss, but we just haven’t seen it.”

"What you said does make sense." Annabelle nodded her head and sighed, "But Boss, you trust her too much."

"Haha." Bi Shafer grinned disdainfully.

Take it to heart?

She knows a lot of Xiangyang's little secrets.

If Xiangyang promised her something and nothing happened after a year, she would just go and slam the table.

But what about Liu Xixi?
"You, just do your job well and don't interfere with other people's feelings."

After speaking in a neutral tone, Bi Shaffer drank the coffee in front of him in one gulp, stood up and said:
"Eat quickly, drink quickly, and send the process of receiving the lady from Samsung to my email later."

"what?"

"What? It's time for me to get off work."

With one word, Annabella was stunned. No more.

"Why, do you want to eat this meal for free?" Bi Shafer enjoyed this kind of little fun occasionally. She finally understood why Xiangyang liked to bully her sometimes.

"Remember to do it well, or I'll say you took out Boss's piggy bank."

With a "ding" sound, Bi Shafer gently tapped Xiangyang's piggy bank with her fingertips.

Annabelle was still dizzy and instinctively shrank back.

Looking at her big watery eyes, Bi Shaver reached out and pinched Annabella's chin, lifting it up at the same time.

"Be good, don't be afraid~ When you and Boss come back, I'll take you to meet two friends."

"."

"You will not be treated badly, my little Anna."

Having said this, Bi Shafer raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

She didn't deceive the docile little blond lamb in front of her.

If you are in the fashion industry and have reached a certain level, you will know these two people.

Pick any one of them, and it’s something that only the top people in the entertainment industry can access.

When the time comes, I'll take the little one to broaden her eyes, which can also be considered as training for myself, so that I don't have to put all the pressure on her in the future.

"Let's go, bye~"

"."

Just as I let go, the cell phone in my bag buzzed twice.

I took it out and took a look.

Bi Shafer changed the evil look on her face and frowned solemnly.

"Shaffer, what's wrong?" Annabella, who was freed, didn't dare to breathe.

Coming back to her senses, Bi Shafer hurriedly whispered, "I'll go find the boss. You should come back to the company after you've rested."

"okay."

(End of this chapter)