Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 837: What to do if you are spread rumors?

"On behalf of Xiang, I would like to thank you all for your efforts in promoting the film during Christmas." Little John raised his glass and said that only he could represent Xiang Yang!

Even when Liu Xixi came, it didn't help.

He said it!
There is a reason why he was so carried away.

The box office performance and audience reputation of "Black Swan" in the North American market on the second day continued to show a sharp upward trend.

However, this was predicted at the beginning of the release.

But there is always a discrepancy between assumptions and reality. If the film's popularity can be maintained until before the Oscars, the global cumulative box office will exceed $100 million.

Then he can announce it to the world with greater pride.

Hermès Film Investment Company continues to write brilliant chapters under the leadership of H51's new director John Little.

"Merry Christmas~"

"Merry~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Xixi, Emma Stone, Natalie Portman and others couldn't wait to clink the champagne in their hands.

If little John gets any poorer, all the bubbles inside will disappear.

"Liu, congratulations." Ridley Stirk, who came all the way from Los Angeles, also took the opportunity to send his best wishes, "Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Director Ridley." Liu Qianqian responded quickly.

Whether in front of director Zhang Mouzi or Ridley, her performance is no different from other actors.

Ok.

Although one of the financiers of Prometheus is Hermes Film Investments.

But she will not be arrogant because of her status as the boss lady.

"If I had known you were going to England, I wouldn't have flown here," Ridley Scott said with a smile.

Liu Qianqian pursed her lips. It was not her fault.

"Director, when I meet Queen Elizabeth, is there anything I should be careful of?"

Liu Qianqian has been with Xiangyang for such a long time that she hasn't learned much about financial management, but she does have some basic knowledge of being able to make people happy with her words.

Directors of Ridley Scott's caliber have met Elizabeth and have been honored by her.

Of all the people present here, he is the only one who has this honor.

"Haha, I can't give you any practical advice." Ridley Scott laughed heartily. Although his awarding ceremony was grand, there were many people.

More than 1000 people took turns going through the motions and were able to say a few words.

To be honest, it would be better to have afternoon tea together.

"But she's very kind, and someone will tell you what to pay attention to before you go, so you don't have to be too reserved. Maybe she will like the interaction between you young people."

"Interaction." Liu Qianqian thought about it. She didn't know whether she would be reserved or not, but Xiangyang would definitely not be reserved.

Stinky guy
The scene at the Elysee Palace suddenly popped up in her mind, and Liu Qianqian smiled awkwardly.

Be careful.

"Director Ridley, would you like to go to London with us?" After delivering his speech, John Jr. held a champagne glass with a smile on his face.

Of course he didn't want to miss the opportunity to meet the Queen of England.

"Mr. Jean, are you going too?" Ridley Scott almost didn't react.

When did Elizabeth become so cheap?

If you say that Xiangyang brought his wife with him, that makes sense.

After all, according to British tradition, even when awarding honors, people often bring their families along to the scene to experience and witness the event together.

But
"Uh..." Suddenly, Little John looked at Liu Qianqian in a daze, "Didn't you ask me to join you?"

Liu Qianqian shrugged and said, "Don't try to hit on me."

I can't help you.
"Take me with you." The next morning, when Xiang Yang was cursing as he started to rush from London to Liverpool, Little John's call arrived as promised.

It takes about three hours to drive from London to Liverpool in good road conditions.

Of course you can also choose to travel by train.

But Britain's railways are notoriously unreliable.

It's not enough that the flights are delayed, but they are often cancelled for various strange reasons. So if Xiangyang doesn't dare to choose a helicopter, he is even less willing to choose a train.

As for why he rushed back to Liverpool.

After all, due respect is still necessary.

"Little John, have you landed?" Xiangyang glanced at the driver in front and then covered the microphone.

Little John has no shame.

He dislikes it.

"Of course, Liu and I came here overnight." Little John, who didn't get a response, flattered his friend, "Do you want to talk to Liu?"

"You guys take a rest first, I'll be fine."

Looking at the watch, Xiang Yang sighed and said, "I will probably be there in more than an hour. You can accompany me to the club later."

"Why, is there anything else?" Little John frowned, but still nodded.

After exchanging a few words, he hung up the phone and came to Liu Qianqian and Zhao Xin who were yawning with their hands covering their mouths.

The two of them, who had not yet left the airport, were sitting in a cafe drinking coffee and trying to stay awake.

"What? Is he not awake yet?" Liu Qianqian asked curiously.

"No, he's on his way." Little John shook his head, picked up his cup of coffee on the table, said "thank you" and explained.

"Standard Chartered Bank?" Liu Qianqian felt that the name was very familiar.

After thinking about it, it is indeed very familiar.

It is commonly seen on banknotes in Hong Kong Island.

"Why are you still negotiating sponsorship with other companies? I thought you would handle it all internally." She was a little puzzled.

"That's okay, actually." Little John smiled.

It would be a good idea to let Hermès Film Investment Company take over the chest advertising, or let CC Films take over the cuff advertising.

Anyway, the funds belong to the same group and the same team.

This operation is very convenient.

But
When someone brings something to your door, there is no reason to refuse.

"Then why not Qatar Airways?" Liu Qianqian was still a little confused. They came here from New York this time and took a Qatar Airways flight. How about the treatment?

If there were no other passengers, the service alone would be almost as good as Xiangyang's private plane.

"Xiang has Xiang's idea." Although Little John didn't know the specific reason, he knew Xiang Yang and could guess the general idea.

After all, being too close to each other and having too many intersections is not necessarily a good thing.

How do you say "come" in Chinese?
"The saying 'water overflows when it is full' doesn't apply here." Hearing little John quoting ancient Chinese in front of her, Liu Qianqian burst out laughing.

She felt it necessary to find a reliable Chinese teacher for little John.

Otherwise, who knows what kind of joke will happen in the future.

"What's that for?" asked Little John.

"Well?" Hearing this, Liu Qianqian's lively eyes seemed to smile. Of course, it is most suitable to be used on you~
Little John was confused, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Xin who was trying to hold back his laughter.

Zhao Xin noticed that he was staring at her and quickly waved her hands. She didn't dare to say anything nonsense.

Seeing this, Little John curled his lips speechlessly and said, "I'll say hello to Principal An later."

"Oh, I almost forgot." His words reminded Liu Qianqian, who only had Xiangyang in her heart. She clapped her hands and suddenly realized.

She said that she always felt like she had forgotten something.

It turns out to be.
"Dad, long time no see~" After arriving at the hotel with Little John and Zhao Xin, Liu Qianqian quickly met Principal An.

"You're here?" Principal An opened the door with a copy of the Daily Mail in his hand. "Come in quickly. I need to talk to you about something."

"What are you talking about?" Liu Qianqian pouted.

She felt that she should have brought Little John along to find her father.

In this way, there is no need to listen to sermons.

"What else can I say?" Principal An straightened his expression. Of course he had to give Elizabeth some instructions for such an important matter as meeting her.

It is Xiangyang's business that his favorite son-in-law dotes on his daughter.

But he still has to say a few words on important matters.

He watched his daughter come in and sit down on the sofa, then raised her eyes and stared at him.

Principal An's heart, which had just hardened a little, became weak again. He cleared his throat and asked in a softer tone:

"Have you called Yangyang?"

"Yes, Little John beat him." Liu Qianqian nodded, "He probably..."

Before she could finish her words, Principal An interrupted her and said, "You should care about him. You see, he rushed to London last night and had to rush back this morning. You should understand how hard he worked."

"I don't care about him." Liu Qianqian was stunned.

Principal An hesitated, "I mean..."

"Dad, please don't worry about this." Liu Qianqian straightened up and immediately took the initiative to take the initiative.

But, as soon as this Beijing accent comes out.

Principal An couldn't help but be a little surprised. Why did it feel like he was talking to Xiangyang, calling him "you, you" and being falsely polite?

Could it be that I have really become an outsider?
"I'm not worried about you. I'm just afraid that you'll be spoiled." Principal An smiled and handed the newspaper in his hand to Liu Qianqian.

Looking down, Liu Qianqian was a little surprised.

Regarding the reports on Xiangyang and Liverpool, the column also specifically mentioned "Black Swan". Well, even the accompanying pictures were promotional photos of the crew in New York.

Although it is smaller than the one at Anfield.
But the fact that 'Mrs. Xiang' appeared in the Daily Mail is an ironclad fact.

"Hehe, I'm lucky again." Liu Qianqian laughed jokingly.

She has always openly admitted that she has benefited from Xiangyang's help.

"You have benefited a lot from this." Principal An also added a truthful statement. Ever since his daughter and Xiangyang got together, her growth has been obvious.

Of course, appearing in publications of this level has occurred frequently as Xiangyang has shown more and more.

"Dad, are you jealous?" Liu Qianqian glanced at the entire article and then started joking.

"Nonsense, why would I be jealous?"

Principal An said seriously.

As Xiangyang's father-in-law, he also benefited a lot, but it was not shown openly.

"Xixi, I know you and Xiangyang have your own way of getting along, but you also have to be clear in your mind. You two are different now than when you first got together."

"Yeah, I know this." Liu Qianqian nodded vigorously.

Seeing that his daughter agreed with what he said, Principal An couldn't help but smile.

He walked to the desk and took a folder. He reminded her, "Also, this was prepared by my colleague in the UK. Take some time to read it. When Xiangyang is done, tell him about it."

Last time, the two of them were able to show their affection like this in the Elysee Palace.

But this time Buckingham Palace won’t do it.

This matter is taken very seriously in China.

"This." Liu Qianqian took it and asked doubtfully, "Dad, didn't you give Xiangyang the same thing?"

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Principal An was speechless.

How can it be the same? Xiangyang is willing to listen to you.

I said, it went in one ear and out the other.

In response, Liu Qianqian bit her lips subconsciously, feeling a little itchy. She frowned habitually and rubbed her lips with her teeth.

This is definitely a rumor!

She wanted Xiangyang to be obedient, but it wasn't that easy!
"No, why do everyone seem to think Xiangyang listens to her?"

It seems that Principal An is not the only one who is sure of this. Bi Shafer, Little John, his mother Liu Xiaoli and Xiang's father Zhao Ma
Every one of them seems to think so.

Realizing this, Liu Qianqian couldn't help but tighten her grip on the folder.

"He's not that easy to talk to!"

"He's just a big liar who's good at disguising himself! He's fooled all of you!"

"You guys, just help him count the money."

(End of this chapter)