Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 840 Who gave you the courage?

By the time Principal An and Little John came back, it was almost dinner time.

Xiangyang looked at Liu Qianqian who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, then looked at the gray sky outside the window, and felt that his father-in-law was really miserable.

I was tricked into going out and got caught in the rain.

If this is a cold
"Ah, ha." After returning to the room to take a shower and change clothes, Principal An was about to go out to the restaurant when he couldn't help sneezing.

Rubbing his nose, he went back to the bathroom to wash his hands.

When he came out again, little John, who lived on the same executive floor as him, was already waiting outside the door.

In his hand, he was holding an iPad.

It's no use just talking about the castle, we have to let Principal An appreciate it.

Little John, who had already considered one of the villas as his first choice for future vacation, was introducing it to Principal An diligently, just like a real estate salesman.

"These two kids." Principal An lamented as he walked.

As for Xiangyang's purchase of a castle, he was no layman because he had lived abroad for a long time due to his work.

Besides, even if you have never eaten pork, you have seen pigs run.

In his opinion, the principles of buying a castle and buying a house are actually similar.

Even if the price seems more competitive due to the location, the renovation costs may still be more expensive.

The land is vast and the population is sparse, so labor costs are high.

Plus other miscellaneous maintenance, upkeep and.
When he arrived at the restaurant, Principal An put down his iPad and didn't even bother to look at the menu. His thoughts had already drifted to his own little treasury.

The child is grown up and has his own abilities, but as a father he still has to show some respect.

He couldn't afford to take out much more, after all, his professional income was limited, and he had a whole family to support.

But after spending these years overseas, I have managed to save some money thanks to my allowance.

Originally, he planned to give a bigger red envelope when Liu Qianqian and Xiangyang held their wedding.

Looking at it now, it’s better to give it as soon as possible.

At least in the future, he can go to the castle to stay for a while and enjoy himself.

“Dad, please don’t be so polite.” Xiangyang was tired after a whole afternoon and his stomach started to growl when he woke up.

Embarrassed to wake up his wife, he came to the restaurant alone in casual clothes.

I happened to run into my father-in-law and Little John having dinner.

When he heard that Principal An wanted to give him money, he jokingly said, "If you are really embarrassed, you can just buy a ticket next time you go."

"Buy tickets?" Principal An looked at his son-in-law's face.

He felt that in addition to looking a little tired, there seemed to be something on his son-in-law's face that made him want to help fan it.

This child is so heartless.

How come I was deceived in the first place?

"Where is Xixi?" Principal An adjusted his tone and asked about his daughter.

"She's still sleeping." Xiang Yang swallowed, "Well, you know, she flew all night and didn't get enough rest. She was busy entertaining me, and she even stared at me while looking at the information you gave her."

Originally, he was just listening to his son-in-law's explanation, but when he heard the word "information", Principal An's eyes lit up, "Have you read it?"

"I've seen it and I've memorized it all." Xiang Yang paused, glanced at the menu, and after thinking about what to eat to replenish his body, he continued, "Thank your colleagues here for me."

"You see, their efforts were not in vain." Principal An realized that he was laughing.

In fact, the head of his department in the UK wanted to invite Xiang Yang and Liu Qianqian to attend the Christmas dinner in London.

But considering that my son-in-law is here, he must have his own arrangements.

He helped to decline the offer.

But the son-in-law still thought of expressing his gratitude, which proves that Xiangyang is still the same Xiangyang and has not lost his composure.

It's just talking, getting more and more.
"By the way, Dad, Mr. Han just called." Xiang Yang interrupted Principal An's thoughts, "He asked me to ask you when you will return to China."

Principal An looked at his son-in-law and was stunned.

When can I go back? I'm waiting for your notification.

"He probably came to you because of the matter of 'Bloody Battle at Wenshankou'." Xiangyang thought that Principal An had forgotten about the movie, so he reminded him.

"What? Any changes?"

After hearing this, Principal An no longer had the heart to complain.

"No, he just mentioned it in passing because he was going to audition for My Altay." Xiangyang told the waiter what he wanted to eat, then turned around and replied.

At the same time, he also looked at Little John.

Liu Xixi couldn't go to the audition, so Hermès Film Investment Company had to have someone go to show their importance to this project.

Since he didn't have time to go, he would naturally prepare to let Little John fly over quickly.

It's right under my nose every day, it's so annoying.

"I'll fly there after I go to the Isle of Man." Little John gritted his teeth, with a hint of stubbornness in his tone.

Xiang Yang said calmly: "Go earlier, before it's too late."

"I can make it in time. I'll take a red-eye flight."

Little John wanted to insist, but seeing Xiang Yang shaking his head again, he took the lead and said, "How about this, you lend me your private plane for once."

"Hehe." Xiangyang raised the corner of his mouth in disdain.

This guy is so shameless.

However, it is not impossible. After all, a private jet costs money even if it is left alone.

"Then you have to ask President Han to arrange the reporters." Xiangyang thought about it and felt that the gas money should not be wasted.

Just right for publicity.

The CEO of Hermès Film Investment Company took time out of his busy schedule to return to China to audition for "My Altay" when "Black Swan" was a hot movie in theaters.

No matter how you put it, this would still be a hot search in the future.

The kind that you can get without spending any money.

"It's not Xixi." Principal An asked curiously.

"She doesn't have time." Xiangyang shrugged. Buying a castle is such a big thing that requires his wife's signature.

Besides, the focus of this play is not whether Liu Qianqian participates in the audition or becomes the producer.

But it is on Gong Li and other actors who participated in the performance.

"Little John, hand me the iPad." Xiangyang, who had just remembered that he hadn't read the email sent by Han Sanping, pointed to the tablet on the table.

After taking it, he clicked on the Hermès email icon and switched accounts.

Ok.

He was careful not to let the system automatically record the password.

He would never make such a low-level mistake.

Xiangyang quickly found the email sent by Han Sanping, and after taking a look at it, he frowned.

He was not surprised at all to see familiar names like Zhou Xun and Hu Ge appear on the list of audition actors.

As to whether they are suitable for the role in this drama or not.

To be honest, Xiang Yang didn't take it too seriously. The casting director was in charge of the matter, so it was not his turn as a busy man to worry about it.

What really caught his attention were the people on the list whose names were obviously longer than others.

The story of Altay is not an urban drama shot in famous first-tier cities such as Beijing and Shanghai. It is also not a crude idol drama that makes people feel distracted by the actors' makeup.

"Dilraba"

When it comes to the length of names, Xiangyang is just like most people, and the first name he can pronounce is also a familiar one.

But
Sorry, she is not on the list. But Gulinaza is on the list, with the note behind her saying she is a model, her company is Tangren, and she wants to audition for a role.
"Little John, I don't want to see Tangren actors appearing in the audition." Xiangyang was immediately dissatisfied and didn't even raise his head.

Let an 18-year-old girl play the role of "Token".

Putting aside the fact that her looks are too striking and her temperament is somewhat incompatible with the role in the TV series.

Whether in the novel or the script, Token is a mother of two children and lives with her father-in-law and brother-in-law.

She has a lot of interactions with the heroine.

Looking closely at the story that happened to her, this role requires a much higher level of actors. You let a girl who used to be a print model play this role, isn't she just here to cause trouble?

Well, Xiangyang also admitted that this Tangren surnamed Cai was indeed capable.

Not only did he recommend his own actors because of the show's special requirements for actors, but he also immediately locked on to "Token", a very outstanding character in the show besides the heroine's family.

Is there any actor under Tangren who can play the role of the heroine’s family?
Sorry, they are totally different from other actors and can only act in ancient costume dramas.

But when Guli Nazha came for the audition, it was obvious that there was a bug.

"That's easy." Although Little John was puzzled as to why his friend suddenly said this, he felt that it was a very simple matter.

Just a phone call.

"Well, you can contact Mr. Han later." Xiang Yang didn't want to read any further and directly logged out of his email account.

He picked up his phone and sent a message to Bi Shaffer.

"Xiang, should we short their stocks?" Little John's eyes were full of spirit.

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Xiangyang was speechless. What the hell is the point of short selling?

"Xiao Xiang, you should think about it more." Principal An, who was a little confused by the sudden turn of events, took a deep breath.

He also remembers things about Tangren and Huayi.

How could he, as a father, not be happy when his son-in-law took this matter to heart and protected Liu Qianqian?

However, regarding this drama, his former department was not only very concerned about it.

He also specifically asked Paris to make various preparations in advance for the promotion of next year's Cannes Film Festival.

So he felt that there was no need to make a big fuss.

To prevent this guy named Tang from taking advantage of the situation.

"Then I'll see how brave they are." Xiang Yang's tone lacked any of his usual politeness. He didn't try to deal with them, but they came to him on their own initiative.

Who gave Cai the courage?
"What Uncle An said makes sense. Why don't I just ask President Han and the others not to select actors from this company?" Little John's fence-sitting nature was clearly revealed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Xiangyang glared at him, and he pursed his lips.

Well.
This guy is really angry.

The dinner, which was originally a good one, became boring for the three of them. During the meal, Xiangyang took a look at the text message sent by Xia Fu.

The information in the mailbox has been printed and can be delivered to his room at any time.

After Xiangyang replied "Wait for me in the cafe", his mouth movements also became faster. Seeing how he was wolfing down the food, Little John didn't dare to delay any longer.

He stuffed his mouth full, swallowed it, and when Xiangyang stood up to say goodbye, he stammered:
"Xiang, I'll go with you."

"Yeah, okay." Xiang Yang nodded and said to Principal An, "Dad, I'm sorry to spoil your fun."

"No, no, what you did is right." Principal An also came to his senses.

The clay Buddha still has some temper, not to mention that he is a smiling but dagger hidden in his heart, who would stab his son-in-law in the back at any time.

To be honest, Xiangyang’s words hit the nail on the head.

Who gave Cai the courage?
Although he was curious, he was at a loss as to what to do about this problem.

Not a circle.

So, he didn't get involved.

"Should I call President Han now?" Little John, who walked out of the restaurant and followed Xiangyang, asked.

"Let's take a look at the information first."

Xiangyang said in a deep voice.

But when he arrived at the coffee shop and looked through the paper version of the information, Xiangyang couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, there are quite a few actors of other nationalities among domestic actors.

Some of them are even famous.

But if you don't look at the information carefully, you won't be able to tell it from the face, and this is an indisputable fact.

Therefore, the crew has even less to choose from.

We can only cast a wide net.

Someone like Guli Nazha, if she can't play Token, she can play something else.

In order to truly restore the atmosphere of life on the grassland, it is impossible for only a few people to come and go in the camera.

But even if he understood this, Xiangyang would not take back his words.

"Tell Mr. Han that I am very optimistic about this actor." Holding a photo, Xiang Yang handed it to Little John and said:
"Her name is Reyiza Alimjiang. Remember this and don't say it wrong."

"Let me see." Little John took it with great interest. After glancing at it for a few seconds, he looked up at the ceiling of the cafe and muttered:

"I seem to have seen it somewhere."

“???” Xiangyang took a sip of coffee and looked at his friend with disdain.

He looked at the photo over and over again, and thanks to Lao Xiang who had been reading "Mountains and Seas" endlessly at that time, he was able to barely recognize who she was.

I don't believe what Little John said.

"I really have seen him." Little John said hesitantly, "I just can't remember where, but I have seen him once."

"That's possible." The contempt in Xiangyang's eyes faded a little.

Most likely, this guy met them in China when he was socializing with Han Sanping, Wang Changtian, Yu Dong and others.

"No, no, wait a minute." Little John took the photo and looked at it again and again.

Ability to recognize people from photos.

This skill is not difficult for fashion designers.

'Face blindness' means that he and Xiangyang no longer feel anything when they see beautiful women, but it doesn't mean they can't recognize faces.

On the contrary, because of their work, they have to look through a lot of photos of models before each fashion week.

Everyone has their own ideas on how to remember people based on their facial features.

"I remember it." Little John, who seemed to remember where he had seen Reyiza Alimjiang, said as he lowered the photo in his hand.

Xiangyang looked a little surprised, "What?"

"Ask Liu later, she will definitely have an impression of it."

"What do you say?"

"I said, Liu can prove it to me." Little John shrugged. What else?

"Are you crazy? Just to prove this, you asked my wife with photos of other women? I..."

Xiangyang started to speak, but suddenly stopped talking.

How do you say that?

It's like he's very afraid of his wife.

"continue."

"You've seen it, so what? That's no big deal." Xiangyang gave little John a displeased look, and took Reyiza Alimjiang to look at him again.

really weird.
Where have you seen it before?

(End of this chapter)