American Entertainment: Taylor Swift wrote a song for the beginning

Chapter 263 Instagram, no, are you serious?

Over the Atlantic Ocean, at an altitude of 37 feet, a Bombardier Challenger flew through the clouds at a cruising speed of 000 kilometers per hour.

Looking through the window glass, Taylor felt that the moon was much larger than when she was standing on the ground, occupying almost half of the window, like a big pancake pasted on the glass, with clouds lingering and stars shining. Such a beautiful scenery made her take out her mobile phone to take a picture of this scene. She did not directly click on the camera icon of the mobile phone, but chose to enter an app called "Instagram", which is a photo-taking software with a variety of filters that can make the photos more textured.

Not long ago, Apple released the iPhone 3GS, along with an app store function, where third-party software can be freely downloaded by users. This camera software was found by Taylor himself at the bottom of the rankings.

As the simulated shutter animation effect ended, the image of the Polaroid filter was frozen. Taylor immediately stood up and walked to the other side. There was a small table here. Ryan and Ivanka were sitting on both sides. There was a grid-shaped chessboard between them. The black and white chess pieces were polished to be round and smooth. In Taylor's memory, this was some kind of East Asian chess game.

"You win." Ryan took the initiative to declare Ivanka's victory.

Ivanka, who was on the other side, had already seemed a little mad, scratching his head and ears. He had lost more than ten games in a row and still couldn't win despite his best efforts. The rules of this chess game were very simple, and you only needed five chess pieces to be connected to win.

"Yeah!" Ivanka clapped excitedly.

"No, you didn't let me?" Ivanka realized something and felt that this victory was too easy.

"How could that be? You won by your brain power." Ryan nodded immediately.

"Haha, that's right. With my IQ, it's easy for me to defeat you." Ivanka nodded with deep concern. She didn't know there's a proverb in the East that goes, "Pregnancy makes a woman stupid for three years."

Taylor, who was standing nearby, checked the time and when he realized that the flight had already taken off for a full hour, he immediately said, "Ryan, it's time for me to accompany you!"

The two women made an agreement before boarding the plane that each of them would have one hour of Ryan's time in rotation.

The flight was already at nine in the evening, and Ryan didn't refuse as he would have to rest soon. Including a refueling stop in Reykjavik, Iceland, the flight would take eleven hours, and the flight was expected to arrive in France at two in the afternoon, local time.

"So fast?!" Ivanka exclaimed, looked at the time, and saw Taylor sitting directly in Ryan's arms opposite him, so he looked around.

Taylor showed Ryan a series of photos he had just taken, including the clean and tidy cabin that had been converted into a suite, several flight attendants, and the scene outside the window. This time, Taylor planned to post his entire trip to Europe on social media.

"Don't send this photo out." Ryan looked at it carefully and found that in one of the photos, there was a faint reflection of Ivanka on the window glass next to him.

If this is released, people will be jealous! It is better to keep a low profile. As for the relationship between him and Taylor in public, it will remain the same, but compared to before, there will not be too many deliberate displays of affection. The public has already eaten enough dog food, and this publicity point is no longer as attractive as before.

Taylor then chose to play chess with Ivanka by herself. Although Taylor had just learned the rules, she still won several games in a row against Ivanka who was in the pregnancy buff.

"No more, no more." Ivanka moved the chessboard aside angrily.

At this time, the flight attendant just brought dinner. Although it was pre-prepared dishes, it was still very rich and met the standards of high-end Western restaurants.

"Enjoy your meal, everyone." The stewardess in a blue uniform gave a standard smile.

As he turned to leave, Ryan couldn't help but take a few more glances.

When Ryan looked away, he found that the two women were just staring at him without saying a word.

"I just think the dress is pretty." Ryan looked at the two women.

Is it time to unlock a new skin tonight?
The two women reacted within a second, and a blush appeared on their cheeks at the same time.

"You just know how to manipulate us." Taylor said angrily.

"I'm trying my best to improve the quality of service, and in the end it's you two who are enjoying it," Ryan defended.

"You're so smooth-talking." Ivanka rolled her eyes at Ryan.

"By the way, Ryan, do you think I should buy a similar plane? With a private plane, it will be very convenient to travel between cities. I can even go straight home after the concert and leave from home the next afternoon." The first time Taylor took a private plane, she realized the many benefits of a private plane, which was a necessity for her who needed to travel continuously.

"This plane will cost at least 30 million US dollars, which is a bit too expensive," Ivanka reminded immediately.

"This price is not bad. I have already held 30 tours and earned about 20 million. My annual income is 60 million, not including the royalties from the record company." Taylor began to calculate.

"How much?" Ivanka doubted her ears.

Little did she know that Taylor's current tour still maintains a 99% attendance rate, and it is no exaggeration to describe her as a money-printing machine.

"Then we have to buy one, but we'd better buy a larger private jet." Ryan suggested, so that Taylor wouldn't have to come back once a week.

"It's a deal." Taylor found his target and took another photo of the plate in front of him. Just like the previous photo, there was an "Instagram" watermark in the lower right corner.

Late at night, Ryan lay on the extra-large and comfortable double bed in a separate room at the back of the private jet cabin, with his hands folded behind his head and his legs crossed, waiting comfortably for the two women's performance.

After a while, Taylor and Iwanka came in wearing stewardess uniforms. Of course, the uniforms they were wearing were not taken off from the flight attendants, but new uniforms that had been washed.

Unfortunately, Taylor and Ivanka are both tall, and Ivanka is plump, so the clothes are a bit tight on both of them, but there is nothing wrong with them otherwise.

Seeing that the two were still a little shy, Ryan cleared his throat and asked, "Are there any special services for VIP guests tonight?"

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At 2 p.m. local time in Paris, the plane landed smoothly and Ryan was the first to walk out of the cabin. The local weather was exceptionally sunny, but the temperature was not low, so it seemed a bit stuffy.

Taylor and Ivanka followed out one after the other, both wearing cool summer outfits. Taylor's high-heeled sandals had only two thin straps to secure her feet, and there were other straps wrapped around her ankles. Her white and soft toes had bright red nail polish, which matched her fair skin like crystal clear cherries hanging on a branch after the rain, which made people "appetite-whetting".

And the last one, Ivanka wore Roman sandals without heels. If Taylor's looked like cherries, hers looked like blueberries. Paired with denim shorts and a chest-length blue top, she was no worse than Taylor.

The blonde hair of the two sparkled brightly in the sun. The ground staff around them and the staff in the distance all looked up and looked at them.

It doesn’t seem like a big deal on TV, but in real life, celebrities can be clearly distinguished from ordinary people. This is a complete crushing effect of the combination of dressing, maintenance, and temperament.

This made Ao Mei, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs to pick up the plane, feel a little ashamed. She couldn't help but look down at her loose printed T-shirt and ripped denim cropped pants, wondering if she was wearing the wrong clothes today.

At this time, Ryan had just walked down the passenger elevator and happened to meet Olsen's gaze as she looked up again.

"It must be tiring after sitting on the plane all night," Olsen sneered, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Ryan brought these two beauties along, and she actually seemed a little jealous.

Ryan introduced the three women to each other.

"I remember you. You used to run a merchandise stall in the Bad Room corridor," Taylor recalled.

Iwanka also said that she really liked some of the designs of her two sisters.

"Why didn't they come?" Ryan asked at this time.

"It's because you're such a busy person that you don't have the time to take care of these things. The two of them haven't had much rest in the past month." Olsen snorted and vented her groundless resentment on Ryan.

"I can't help much, and even if I ask, it will only cause trouble. How about you organize a music festival?" Ryan said with a smile.

"I..." Olsen was speechless and chose to open the car door directly.

Taylor will sit in the back car alone. She will take the luggage of the three people to the hotel, then take a short rest, and then go to a stadium in Paris for the tour tomorrow night. Ryan, Olsen and Iwanka will sit in the front car and go straight to Dior's headquarters.

"Dior wanted us to be responsible for the design, but they also gave us a lot of requirements and restricted some styles. This way, we have no way to move freely. My sister's previous design drafts were all rejected, and until now some styles have not been finalized." Olsen explained in the car why her two sisters were so busy.

Although Ryan had drawn some drafts himself, they were just simple copies from his visual memory. The subsequent improvement work was done by the Olsen sisters. He knew nothing about design.

Now look at Ivanka.

"Maybe Dior's requirements are quite strict." Ivanka thought.

"Can you help with the design?" Ryan asked.

"I... I don't have that ability." Ivanka shook his head quickly.

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After a while, several people stepped into the office, which was more like a studio than an office. Some seamstresses were busy making some samples for the press conference, while the Olsen sisters were standing in front of the workbench, communicating with their designers.

"How can this be? I don't want a simple modification, but a completely new design." Before Ryan got close, he heard Kate Mara Olsen's voice.

"Let me see." Ryan walked over and took the stack of design drafts from Ashley Olsen's hand.

He glanced at a few of them casually, then looked up: "The press conference is only a few days away, so these designs will be adopted."

"But……"

"Let's decide it." Ryan made up his mind.

"How about you go and negotiate with Dio again?" Ashley couldn't help but ask.

"There's no time to make any more changes, so just use these designs to make samples." Ryan shook his head.

He still has this self-awareness. To put it bluntly, Delphine is willing to cooperate with him just to please her brother Antoine. As for the internal departments of Dior, they don't want to and will not invest too many resources in this collaboration.

For Ryan himself, he was just lucky enough to get some images through déjà vu, and the money he earned was considered extra income. Even if he wanted to do well, he didn't have the ability, so even he himself was more of a money-making mentality. It was enough for him to win a lot of extra attention through the Dior brand.

"You are the boss, you have the final say." Kate Mara said nothing more and handed the design drafts directly to the production craftsmen.

Then, Ryan took the three Olsen sisters and Ivanka to a quieter conference room to determine the schedule for the press conference in a few days.

"Similar to previous shows, there will be models walking the runway to showcase the clothes, a dinner, and answering questions from the media. The whole process will take about three to four hours. As for the confirmed guests, Anna Wintour has agreed to attend, and there will also be Delphine as the representative of Dior. Have you contacted other celebrities?" Ashley summarized the process.

"Anna Wintour is enough," Ryan said, implying that he didn't plan to invite anyone else.

Anna Wintour's daughter is one of the screenwriters for "2 Broke Girls" in Los Angeles, so it's understandable that she came to show her support.

"Then...will Taylor be there? I heard that she came to France with you." Ashley asked again.

"Of course she does."

"But there are still a lot of guests missing. At least we have to fill up the seats, right?"

"You should know some friends in the local area, right? Some noble ladies or something like that. We welcome anyone who's willing to come and join in the fun." Ryan said casually.

"As for the media, it's still the same. As long as they're willing to come, not only will all expenses be reimbursed, but there will also be extra gifts. The budget for this can't be small, so just take out 200 million US dollars." Ryan thought for a moment and said.

"Isn't it a bit too luxurious?" Olsen couldn't help but wonder.

This is just the media entertainment expenses and does not include other expenses.

"Don't save money on this part." Ryan reminded that the design was already worse than before. If you save money in this aspect, you will be ridiculed by the fashion media. Even if they don't praise you or criticize you actively, the money will not be wasted.

"Also, regarding the catwalk models..."

"Carly will be the finale, followed by the Russian model named Anna, and then Rosie Whiteley. These three will also be responsible for shooting all print advertisements." Ryan said without thinking.

Ryan had previously spent a lot of resources to build Carly, and as for the other two, they had already proved their loyalty to Ryan, so it was time for them to taste the sweetness.

"Why are they three?" Olsen frowned and chased Ryan to ask questions.

Her two elder sisters naturally understood the reason and immediately told their younger sister not to say anything.

"Just follow Ryan's arrangements."

Ryan also responded directly: "I know all three of them, it's cheaper, is that okay?"

"Of course no problem." Ao Mei chuckled.

"But you, count you in too." Ryan looked at Ao Mei.

"I don't want to, I'm not suitable. What's more, I don't know how to please you, so forget it." Ao Mei then shook her head, the sourness in her tone almost seeping out.

Now Olsen's two sisters looked embarrassed, and Ivanka immediately realized that something must have happened between Olsen and Ryan.

Ryan looked at the resentful Ao Mei and smiled: "I did ignore you before. This time you come back to the United States with me, and stay with me and keep Taylor and Ivanka company."

The Olsen sisters' mouths dropped open slightly.

Ao Mei herself widened her eyes.

Ivanka was also a little confused. After all, she had just moved into Ryan's house less than a week ago.

When Taylor mentioned Carly before, she thought it was just a joke.

I didn't expect you, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, to be serious?!
"I'm not going! What do you think I am?" Ao Mei stood up and walked out of the house without looking back.

"Ryan, shouldn't you discuss this matter with us in advance?" Kate Mara said cautiously.

Ashley at the side said slowly: "Ryan, Ao Mei has always been with us. We raised her. Today we want to hear what you think."

"In comparison, I don't think she is suitable to inherit your career. As long as she is by my side, she can be my assistant even if she can't make movies in the future. In short, I will not treat her unfairly." Ryan said.

Olsen graduated from New York University's Tisch School of the Arts last year, but she didn't want to make movies, so she followed her two sisters. This path was obviously not suitable for her. In this case, Ryan thought it would be better for her to follow him, which would be of great benefit to her.

"Okay, as long as you are willing to treat her well and as long as she is willing to follow you, Kate and I will not stop you." Ashley nodded decisively.

Kate beside her immediately turned around and lowered her voice: "Isn't that too abrupt?"

Ashley held Kate's wrist.

Compared to last year, Ryan's fame and personal wealth have increased a lot. Ashley has seen it all. Although Ryan is already engaged, even if he is just a lover, it is still an investment with high returns. Ashley knows her sister best and she obviously hasn't forgotten Ryan, otherwise she wouldn't have rejected the pursuit of so many men. In this case, she might as well agree directly.

But the premise of all this is that Ryan is good enough to his sister.

"Ryan, I haven't had the chance to ask, is Ivanka coming here to participate in this collaboration?" Ashley couldn't help but ask.

Ivanka was sitting opposite her. As one of the celebrities, Ashley knew her, but she was not familiar with her. If she was just a guest, she would not be sitting here, which made her very confused.

"Ivanka's personal brand also has several retail stores, which will be merged into Stray in the future, and she will also work at Stray. I won't hide it from you two, she is pregnant with my child now." Ryan introduced openly.

"Does her family know?" Kate asked.

"Of course I know. Her father and I are allies in a sense now," Ryan said.

The two sisters looked at each other again. They both knew Ivanka's background. Ryan even managed to get her father, a real estate tycoon... In comparison, they were nothing. Even she agreed, so their sister would not suffer any loss.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of Taylor, Iwanka, and your sister." Ryan nodded.

"This couldn't be better. After all, we hope she can live a happy life. We can't force anything else. So, I will call Elizabeth (O'Sister) later and ask her where she is. If she hasn't gone far, I will ask her to come back directly." Ashley laughed immediately.

"Ivanka, Ashley and I will take you around Paris later?" Kate also took the initiative to speak.

Ivanka also saw what the girl thought of Ryan, and Ryan's meaning was even more obvious. If I tried to stop him, Ryan might have some concerns, but if I really did that, my relationship with Ryan would be over. If I agreed, at best it would just be an extra set of tableware.

Ivanka nodded: "It just so happens that I also want to visit Paris."

Ryan took out a bank card and handed it directly to Ivanka, telling her to buy whatever she liked.

"I have my own money, so I don't need you to support me." Ivanka shook her head. The little money Ryan Carey had was nothing to her.

Then the three women left, and after a while, the door was pushed open again, and Ao Mei slowly walked in...

(End of this chapter)