Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 814: Xiangyang's stupid teammates are more than just Little John

Why is Principal An happy?
That’s not because the photo he saw included a photo of Xiangyang and his good friend Macron.

Instead.

His son-in-law was always by Christina's side, and he heard from people who attended the dinner that the two of them talked about everything.

Even during the dinner, they sat together and talked quietly for the entire time.

It was this lady who took the initiative.

What does this mean?
It seems that the last time Xiang Yang sat with a group of Silicon Valley investors at the Liverpool game, there was no big stir except for the media's exclamations and the public's curiosity.

But in reality, there is an undercurrent.

"Xiang, I didn't expect you and Christina would have so much to talk about."

Is Xiangyang asleep?

of course not.

Principal An was so happy that he couldn't sleep, and Xiangyang, who was the party host at the dinner, certainly didn't rest either.

Since my wife is not around, of course I have to have a party.

Macron was surprised that his boss, Christina, who was in charge of finance, could talk freely with Xiangyang during the dinner.

"Haha, we just talked about some cultural things." Xiangyang still admires Christina, who is known as the "Coco Chanel" of the financial world.

Especially, her white hair.

Xiangyang likes it very much.

Coincidentally, his father-in-law is a current school principal. One of his parents is a university professor, and the other was also a teacher. He is now engaged in classical literature publishing.

How could Xiang Yang, who was able to piece together "Midnight in Paris" based on his understanding of European classical culture, have no common language with her?

He is well versed in culture, economics, and clothing.

Christina has been a lawyer, was in charge of foreign trade, and is now in charge of finance. When discussing issues with Xiangyang, exquisite words often come out of her mouth.

What does this mean?
Both parties are interested in getting to know each other.

"It's rare that she doesn't say something stupid." Macron, who was drinking beer, joked.

Why does he like drinking with Xiangyang?
Be free, comfortable and don't worry about anything.

"But her courage, determination and elegance are also worthy of praise. The two friends I will introduce to you at Christmas are also worthy of your attention."

Xiangyang thinks highly of Christina.

By the way, he praised Jack Ma and Mark Zuckerberg, asking Macron to take this friendship more seriously.

Don’t be fooled by the current market value of one at 400 billion US dollars and the other that just broke through billion US dollars.

But the future explosion in market value of the companies they manage has shocked the entire financial world.

Bringing these two companies to Paris can add some bright spots to Macron's dire economy.

In this regard, the latter has a greater influence.

Its arrival is aimed at European small and medium-sized enterprises, which is of great significance from a macroeconomic perspective and is also a trend of the future.

"Don't worry, I will certainly make friends with the friends you introduce to me." Macron raised his thick eyebrows and asked with a smile:

"Why didn't Little John come back with you this time?"

"He has some things to deal with." Xiangyang shrugged. In fact, this guy hasn't called him for three days. God knows what he is busy with.

According to Liu Qianqian, he returned to Beijing that day, had dinner with her, and then disappeared.

And brought little JoJo along.

I guess he came back, but was trapped at home.

Of course, even though it wasn’t particularly formal, John Jr. wasn’t strong enough to be invited to a dinner at the Elysee Palace.

There is hope only if he can invest in another film that is set in France, has a huge influence and performs well at the box office.

But in Xiangyang's few impressions, there seem to be very few such movies, and the box office and influence of "Intouchables" are difficult to surpass.

"Why do you miss him?" Xiangyang asked jokingly while drinking beer.

"That's not the case," Macron laughed. "It's just that he's always there, and today he's not here, so I feel like something's missing."

"It seems that you like him very much." Xiangyang listened and continued teasing.

You know what, when they were drinking, with a guy like Little John acting as a glue between them, the wine went down faster.

But the topic cannot be further explored.

This is also the main reason why Xiangyang guessed that Little John had returned but did not call him over.

However, this time it was also a threesome.

Bi Shaffer held a beer bottle with a slightly red face, trying hard to integrate into the conversation between Xiangyang and Macron.

You can imagine how stubborn this girl is.

If you ask her to talk about fashion or work, she can come up with a lot of interesting opinions.

But if she wanted to keep up with Xiang Yang and Macron and talk about whether 2000 billion euros could change the debt crisis somewhere, she would have no say.

When the two mentioned Little John, Bea Schaffer's eyes lit up.

Finally there is a topic that she can participate in.

"He's busy with the movie." Bi Shafer said with a red face and flushed ears.

"Oh? Movie?" Xiangyang turned his head with a burning gaze, frowned, and reached out to snatch the beer bottle from her hand.

He was drunk even when he was talking, but he was still trying to be brave.

Why do you have to compare yourself with little John?

"Yeah." Bi Shafer nodded. She wanted to show off and didn't want to hand over the bottle in her hand, but under Xiangyang's warning gaze, she quickly gave in.

"Drink less, or your mother will come after me to settle the score." Xiang Yang said, and asked Bi Shafer to prepare some hangover food for him and Macron.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t cook, you are always good at making dry lunch.

"Shaffer is quite humble in front of you." Seeing her really go to the restaurant to make something to eat, Macron couldn't help but admire her in a low voice and gave Xiangyang a thumbs up.

Anna Wintour's daughter is also known as a hottie in her own circle.

"She is willing to give me face." Xiang Yang couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "Aren't you the same?"

"What you said makes me feel embarrassed if I don't drink another bottle." Macron felt like he was in spring breeze when he was asked back.

He felt that Xiangyang should give him face.

You know, after the dinner, there will be a lot of people who want to invite Xiangyang to promote private relationships, so there is no chance for a small consultant like him to get the chance.

Just as he was about to stand up and get another bottle of beer, he noticed that Xiangyang's brows were furrowed.

"What's wrong?" Following Xiangyang's gaze, he turned his head to look at the TV that was playing the picture but was muted.

An emergency incident in Tunisia was being reported on TV.

"This winter may be colder than in the past," Xiangyang muttered. His voice sounded a little trembling, not sure if it was because of the drinking.

Macron didn't pay attention to Xiangyang's words. When he saw the report on the screen, his brows knitted tightly. This matter was very sensitive.

He has a sense of smell.

The two of them were like a silent TV, staring at the breaking news on TV without saying a word.

"Ring ring ring"

A hurried phone call interrupted the silence between the two.

Seeing that it was his own phone calling, and looking down at who was calling, Macronton quickly put the answered phone to his ear.

After exchanging a few words in a low voice, he let out a long sigh and said to Xiang Yang:

"Xiang, I have to leave. I have an urgent meeting."

"Did they arrange a car to pick you up?" Xiang Yang guessed that the call was not simple, so he asked.

"Uh" Macron burped and realized that he had forgotten to say it because he was anxious.

But think about it, at this moment, many colleagues who were drinking heavily probably received the same call.

Can we arrange a special car to pick up this young consultant?
"Here, give it to me. This is all my cooking skills can make for you." Holding a plate of toast, sliced ​​cheese and ham, Bi Shaver realized what she had done wrong.

"I'll call a driver for you." Xiang Yang looked at his assistant and asked her not to drink, but she insisted on drinking.
Look, it’s fine now.

There is not even anyone who can drive, it is just troublesome.
In less than half an hour, Little John showed up at Xiangyang's house, cursing.

He looked at the three drunkards who had sobered up a little with a complaining look, and looked at the beer bottles in the living room with dissatisfaction, which made him even angrier.

It's okay if I can't attend the dinner.

If you don't invite me to drink with you, I don't want to.

In the end, you actually asked me to be your driver in the middle of the night?
"I checked Uber. It costs about 100 to get to the Elysee Palace from here." Little John said there was no point in helping for free.

It's good enough that he can come.

"Come on, come on, we'll go with you." Xiang Yang, who had already changed his clothes, urged and said to Bi Shafer:
"Shafer, you don't have to clean up. Go to bed early. Someone will come to clean up tomorrow morning."

"Yeah, okay." Bi Shafer also wanted to go with them.

But Xiangyang wouldn't let him go, and she naturally didn't bother to meet Little John, as her revenge was not yet complete.

Little John raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you afraid that I will complain to Liu?"

"Let's go, let's talk on the way, Macron has something important to tell us." Xiangyang smiled awkwardly.

"If he wasn't in a hurry, I wouldn't have come here." Although little John looked unhappy, his body was still very honest.

But he was also curious about what was going on.

Pull him out of bed in the middle of the night.

This midnight phone call not only woke him up, but also woke up little JoJo and Laura.

Let him be blamed for a lot.

"We'll talk on the way." Macron, who had washed his face and eaten something, still had red eyes. "Thank you for coming to help me."

It took less than thirty minutes from the time I answered the phone to the time I arrived at Xiangyang's house.

As you can imagine, Little John was driving fast.

"You don't have to be touched by this. Just settle the bill later." Faced with Macron's heartfelt thanks, Little John pretended to be ungrateful.

300 euros, he won’t do it even if one word is missing.

No, this is too cheap for these two people who are in cahoots with each other. 500 Euros will do.

I asked you to drink but didn’t invite me!
"Haha, I said this driver would definitely come, but the price is ridiculously expensive." Xiangyang had already gotten into the car and fastened his seat belt.

He sat in the back seat, so Macron had to go to the passenger seat.

Before starting the car, the indignant and unhappy Little John warned:
"Let me make it clear first. I was driving a little fast. If you two vomit in the car, that will be a different price."

"I understand, Daniel, just drive quickly." Macron was speechless. Can't you just fly over there?

As for Daniel he mentioned, it is the name of the taxi driver in the famous French movie "Taxi".

"The movie you're busy working on after coming back, isn't it? Taxi?" Xiangyang, who was sitting in the back seat, asked curiously.

There are already four movies in this series.

"Haha." Little John, who was full of resentment towards Xiangyang, answered with disdain.

But just as he drove out of his friend's house and turned a corner, his itchy heart started beating again.

Isn't this a good time to ask some questions?
The fact that his good friend had just returned and was able to attend such an important dinner must be related to the documents in Liu Xixi's box.

Little JoJo can't be relied upon.

But Xiangyang drank
"Xiang, why don't you give Shafer a call and ask her to make some more food and put a few more bottles of beer on ice?"

"Huh?" Xiangyang, whose eyelids had been drooping since he got on the car, opened his eyes.

Are we going to have a second show? Who did Little John learn this from?

"You don't want me to go back home late at night and be scolded by Laura, right? Only a righteous person like me would do that in the dark night."

"Okay, okay, okay, I'll give it to you, just drive carefully." Macron, who was in a hurry to attend an emergency meeting, was unhappy when he heard this.

It's already this time and this guy is still playing the victim.

It's just 500 Euros.

Give you.

See if I can shut you up.

"I'm not here for your money." Little John didn't even look at Macron.

If we compare them to each other, do you, a small consultant, earn as much as I do?

Follow me and rush for the big head.

"Hehe, that's true." Macron was stunned, then put away the wallet he had just taken out.

However, when they were alone together, he, who was always a talker, would naturally not indulge little John.

He said in a very joking tone: "Hey, it's a bit like being a CEO with an annual salary of one million euros and working as an Uber driver to earn money from friends. It's really hard work and diligence."

"What do you care about me?" This level of ridicule could not break Little John's defense at all. "It's better than asking others to open their mouths when someone wants to ask me for help."

“???” Macron’s face is not as thick as little John’s.

Hearing Little John say that he had no face, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Seeing the two people arguing fiercely, Xiangyang, who was staying out of it, quietly took out his mobile phone and recorded their quarrel with great interest, preparing to share it with Liu Qianqian.

When Macron takes the throne in the future, it will probably make people laugh to death if they take it out and appreciate it.

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"Haha, I just wonder if your annual income from hard work is enough to pay dividends on Xiangyang Hermes shares."

"I earn much more than you, your salary is not enough for me"

As he was speaking, Little John's voice suddenly stopped.
(End of this chapter)