Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 810: How about the house demolition bill?
the next day.

Liu Xixi, Bi Shafer and Zhao Xin sat side by side on the long sofa in the cabin, drinking tea and eating breakfast, enjoying the pleasure brought by caffeine and food.

Xiangyang only held a glass of cold American coffee in his hand.

However, compared to the three people who took off their heavy coats as soon as they came in, he tightened the scarf around his neck after taking off his coat.

Everyone is familiar with the style of this scarf.

On the day when Karl Lagerfeld came, Xiang Yang tied it around Liu Qianqian's neck personally and wore it to the event.

Today, it's back to Xiangyang's neck.

Well.
"Thank you for your hard work. You've come all the way here." After hearing the flight attendant team leader come to report that they were ready to take off, Xiangyang smiled and thanked them.

The plane first went to Beijing, and then flew directly to Paris, taking Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin with them.

"You're welcome, Mr. Xiang." The flight attendant leader and Xiang Yang were familiar with each other, and said with a smile:

“Your good deeds have also been reported in Europe.”

"Oh, really?"

"Le Monde." Pointing to the newspaper that was brought specially this time, the flight attendant team leader said with a smile.

Although the $1000 million donation was not enough for Xiang Yang to appear on the front page of Le Monde, it still occupied a column with the support of two major luxury brands.

It’s just that the fact that Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian donated money was not made a big deal, but was only mentioned briefly.

The important pages are used to introduce the social significance of the event and the importance of cultural communication.

This important donation will be mainly used to provide free and professional French training for visually impaired people and trainers.

We also organize adopters and trainers to go to the local guide dog training center in Paris to adapt to guide dogs and other related matters in advance.

It is not an exaggeration to use half a page to praise this activity.

What does this show?

At least when Macron replied to Xiangyang's text message, he praised Xiangyang's good deed very much.

Although Xiang Yang donated the money he earned in France to China, the beneficiaries of this considerable donation also include French culture and influence.

Can't find any fault with it.

So, when Xiangyang asked him to go watch a football game together, he agreed without thinking.

Good friends know how to behave.

This is creating conditions for him.

When the time comes, I will stand next to Xiangyang, and people who see the reports about the Christmas battle will gradually notice his presence.

At that time, the friend will tell the media that it is mainly because of the influence of his friends that he attaches great importance to bilateral exchanges.

Then aren't all the benefits in ZZ attributed to him?

Macron was able to infer this on his own without being reminded by others.

Besides, he was going to accompany others to China for the next meeting anyway, so the benefits of establishing friendships with important Chinese entrepreneurs in advance were self-evident.

Don't forget, the title hanging on his forehead is "economic advisor".

How can it work if those who work in economics and entrepreneurs are not familiar with each other?

Although the public prefers to use Amazon, as a senior consultant to Saad, Macron still has some understanding of Alibaba.

In particular, the launch of AliExpress this year has enabled them to expand very rapidly in the European market.

If I could use my good friends and relationships with them to persuade them to move their headquarters from Amsterdam to Paris.
After being influenced by Xiangyang, Macron, who has become increasingly concerned about the huge potential for future development of Internet technology companies, feels that there is potential just by thinking about it.

"Show me now~"

When Liu Qianqian heard that she was on the cover of Le Monde, her eyes lit up with half a piece of toast in her mouth.

She can't compare with the little tailor in her family who can often be seen in all the top newspapers.

He snatched the newspaper from Xiangyang's hand and took a look at it, and joy instantly appeared in his eyes.

There really is her name.

Together with Xiangyang~
"Why are you laughing so happily?" Xiangyang asked jokingly.

"Proud~Isn't it okay?"

Liu Qianqian curled her lips. Shouldn't she be proud that her lover, who was able to rely on his own efforts, was reported in the media for the same thing?

This isn't a third-rate tabloid that keeps making up stories about her and Xiangyang.

"Okay, why not?"

Xiangyang said this with a smile on his face, and at the same time pulled the toast from Liu Qianqian's mouth and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Didn't you say you weren't hungry?" Liu Qianqian smiled.

"." Xiangyang didn't answer, and a seemingly obscene expression appeared on his face.

How can I not be hungry?

"Hate."

Frowning and feeling a little embarrassed, Liu Qianqian wanted to pull the scarf off Xiangyang's neck so that everyone could admire her neat teeth marks.

"Stop making trouble and eat your meal well." Faced with such a fierce gaze, Xiang Yang stepped back without saying a word.

This matter was not initiated by him.

yes.
"Eh? Why can't I see Little John?" Xiangyang cast a puzzled look at Bi Shaffer.

"Oh, yes, where is he?" Liu Qianqian then realized that there was someone missing in the cabin.

Bi Shaffer, who was drinking black tea, shrugged: "I don't know. I didn't see him this morning. Do you want me to call him over now?"

What I mean is, Boss, you didn't let me inform him to leave this morning.

Liu Qianqian and Xiangyang looked at each other.

"This revenge is a bit cruel," Liu Qianqian raised her eyebrows.

Xiangyang grinned and nodded, indeed.

At this moment, Little John was checking out in a hurry. He set the alarm for four o'clock, just to give Bi Shaffer a surprise when she left at five o'clock.

Unexpectedly, after the alarm rang, I turned over and fell asleep again.

The call to her friend was not connected, and Bi Shafer deliberately ignored the call. As for why she didn't call Liu Xixi.

It’s too early. How can he do that?

"Mr. Jean, could you please check the bill?"

"Ok?"

"The total is"."

No matter what the exact number on the bill was, John Cary Jr., whose house was ransacked by his best friend, had no money.

And the few red bills in his wallet.

I've been wandering around for almost the past two days.

Faced with the predicament, little John had a trace of embarrassment on his face, and he no longer had any of the elegance he had when signing.

Was he actually being plotted against by Bi Shaffer?

Stop it.

Bi Shafer's little tricks were no match for him.

He didn't believe that Xiangyang wasn't behind this giving advice, but this didn't pose a problem for him.

"Just send the bill directly to Hermes."

"Okay, just sign it."

The manager of the hotel front desk is accustomed to such operations.

These are all the group’s customers.

Not only are there discounts, but the payment method does not necessarily require cash payment.

"Okay." Little John signed the contract with gritted teeth, and was determined to find a way to keep the bill in China and not transfer it to Paris.

Money is a trivial matter.

But we can't lose face.

When the time comes, he will take the reimbursement document to the finance department, and the finance department will ask him to ask Xiangyang to sign.

Wouldn't that give Bi Shaffer another opportunity to make fun of me?
"Okay, don't worry, I'll take care of this little thing here, so why would you make a phone call yourself?"

Lao Cao, who was having breakfast with his family, smiled heartily.

He doesn't know the inside story.

"Thank you, Mr. Cao." Little John was still polite. He asked, "Mr. Cao, what are your plans for today?"

"Mr. Xiang?" Lao Cao hesitated.

Didn’t Xiangyang return to Paris early this morning?

I originally wanted to go to the airport to see him off in person, but Xiangyang said as always that it was too polite and unnecessary.

so.
"." Little John was stunned. He never expected that his friendship of many years would be taken advantage of by a woman.

this.
"Mr. Cao, can you please help me book a flight to Beijing, the sooner the better."

"Of course it's no problem."

Lao Cao almost laughed out loud in his heart.

It's not possible to send Xiangyang to the airport, but it's the same to send little John to the airport. Both of them are popular figures in Axel's line at the headquarters.

Besides, he didn't know how deep the relationship between these two people was.

But to outsiders, they looked like they were wearing the same pair of pants.

As for one, he returned to Paris and the other went to Beijing.

It's not his turn to worry about the things here, but he won't refuse to help with such a small matter as booking a plane ticket.

He would never let his assistant interfere.

If you let an assistant do it, it will be a job well done.

But doing it yourself is a private relationship.

Not to mention the luxury goods circle, in any circle, once you reach a certain position, who doesn’t consider relationships?

Foreigners are the same in this regard.

Lao Cao, the CEO of Greater China, has already achieved this and is even better in this regard.

After hanging up the phone, he simply skipped breakfast and called his driver directly.

Take him to the hotel right away.

But no matter how much Lao Cao helps or how hard the driver rushes, rush hour is unavoidable.

After a few trips, when little John got on the plane, Xiang Yang and the others had already arrived at the airport in Beijing.

"Drive slowly on your way, and remember to say hello to my parents for me." Waving his hand, Xiangyang was ready to leave without a single cloud.

"Huh, you just knew I'd be your shield." Liu Qianqian obviously saw through Xiangyang.

"Husband and wife are one body. It's the same if you say no to my parents." Xiang Yang retorted with a smile on his face:
"Besides, I haven't hidden anything from you."

Liu Qianqian pouted.

Are they the same?
As long as I'm here, they won't beat you.

What are you afraid of?
"Are you afraid that they will nag you?" Xiang Yang carved a stamp on Liu Qianqian's forehead without saying anything. "Okay, kiss."

No matter how old he is, he still needs to be coaxed.

"Then you should have a good rest on the plane." Liu Qianqian reminded: "Also, drink less alcohol at the dinner party. I don't want to see you dancing on the Internet."

"I know, I'll keep it in mind." Xiang Yang smiled and added, "You don't have to book a flight to New York. I'll send a plane to pick you and the kids up when the time comes."

"Okay." Liu Qianqian's smiling eyes flashed.

Not bad, no need to remind me of this.

She wasn't the only one going to New York, Liverpool and Paris this time.

In addition to Muxin and Zhiyin, you also need to bring Dongdong, Laifu, Fantuan, 70 million and small target.

If they took a commercial airliner, she and Zhao Xin would be too busy.

Liu Qianqian smiled and said, "Remember to buy the dog food and toys they need in advance."

"Okay," Xiangyang sighed.

For some reason, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink.

Not Little John's surprise attack.

Rather, the burden of such a large family is too heavy.
"Wife, my mother also likes dogs. Do you want one?" Xiangyang said in a negotiating tone.

Before she finished her words, Liu Qianqian frowned.

Here she imagined her family reunion and enjoying a warm, romantic and somewhat busy life.

Xiangyang, this is good
They are actually going to demolish the house!
Mom and Dad still like Mu Xin and Zhi Yin, why don’t they keep them?
(End of this chapter)