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The only thing she does not lack now is the order. Since Li Bingbing advertised herself once at the film festival, her Weibo private messages have almost exploded.

Various celebrities and ladies have used Weibo private messages to contact themselves, asking themselves if they can take their orders.

Moreover, Li Bingbing speaks and does things honestly. After she said she would design a suit for her, she advertised herself on Weibo.

Let her order more, she did. Chen Xi said that he was very satisfied with Li Bingbing's practice of doing what he said.

The favorability of Li Bingbing has increased a bit.

"Mrs. Jiang, listen to my explanation. I know you must be angry because I asked Tong Mengmeng designer to help me design clothes that day."

"But time was tight that day. At first, I planned to come and ask you for help, but then I heard that you already have an order on your own."

"This is Tong Mengmeng, who has no way to contact, you..." Mo Yiyi looked at Chen Xi preparing to issue an order to dismiss him, and quickly lowered his voice, basically telling Chen Xi.

The sneer at the corner of the mouth is particularly obvious.

Chen Xi also noticed, but didn't break it either.

The only way for this smiling tiger is to give them more despair.

After thinking about it, Chen Xi imagined a prank in her heart: "What do you want me to design for you?"

She frowned slightly. In the past few days, after finishing Li Bingbing's costume, she has been busy with other designs in the company.

If this Mo Yiyi wants some design drafts of small accessories, she can grab a lot at will.

Mo Yiyi's request is not so simple. There is a fashion week competition this time, and both Mo Yiyi and Li Bingbing were invited.

Although not as a model to participate, but as a person invited to participate in international fashion week, you must not miss an opportunity to attract your attention.

The only requirement of this fashion week is to ask the guests to find their own designers. Mo Yiyi only wanted to participate in the past this time, even if he was sitting in the audience as a guest.

The media must also be aware of how you dress and yourself, and you must push your beauty over all the people and models present that day.

Including Li Bingbing.

Mo Yiyi has too much hope for this fashion week. What makes her most interested is because there is a director who will also participate in the fashion week this time. Mo Yiyi only wants to let that director notice him that day.

At the beginning, many celebrities became popular because of filming the director's play. In the entertainment industry, everyone calls this director "Red Fire Koi".

After all, Mo Yiyi still didn't give up trying to fight for a chance to make himself angry while he was still not married.

Because of the events of this film festival, Li Bingbing suddenly surpassed himself.

Mo Yiyi didn't want to give up.

This fashion show is the last time I can get another chance for myself this year. She can't let Li Bingbing step on her head again. In any case, she must get the heroine of this new play.

Mo Yiyi has no hope for Tong Mengmeng's design level. Because the works designed by Chen Xi's inexplicable inspiration are indeed good, and indeed unique enough.

With the lessons learned from Li Bingbing at the film festival, Chen Xi is now the only designer hope in the eyes of all stars in the entertainment industry.

"I have a fashion week and want you to help me design clothes."

"Fashion week? Isn't the partner who will arrange the clothes for you?" Mo Yiyi stopped all his thoughts when he thought of this, raised his head and looked at Chen Xi to say the truth.

Chen Xi asked with some confusion.

Generally, for fashion weeks like this, there are special sponsors who will be responsible for all the clothes for them. It seems that Fashion Week does not allow models to wear their own clothes, or privately seek designer designs.

Isn't it a violation of Mo Yiyi's approach to find himself?

"This fashion week is different from the past. What this fashion week needs is for people like us to bring the designers over. And...this time I was a guest in the past.

"So you came to me?" Mo Yiyi hesitated to talk.

The rest was not finished, Chen Xi had already guessed what he wanted to say. After receiving Mo Yiyi's words, Chen Xi asked back.

Mo Yiyi actually said that, and the meaning was clear. But... I didn't receive the invitation letter from that fashion week, so I rashly helped Mo Yiyi design clothes, maybe it will cause another wave of craze...

In fact, Chen Xi really wanted to participate, because this is also a good time to promote herself.

"Well, I hope you can help me design a unique design, and I hope it's best to stand out that day." Mo Yiyi's words were not at all polite, and he directly stated his requirements.

This point caused Chen Xi's strong resentment.

Li Bingbing didn't use such a commanding tone when he talked to him. Does this Mo Yiyi really treat himself as a green onion?

Just be so sure that I will really help her design?

Are you afraid that you will refuse?

After thinking about it, Chen Xi had a plan of her own.

"If it can be designed well, I can give you a lot of money, how about it?" Mo Yiyi asked tentatively, seeing that Chen Xi did not respond.

Chen Xi is also a designer for money, so if you ask her to design, you can also give her the corresponding expenses.

And... Chen Xi's fees are half and half of Tong Mengmeng's money. As long as Mo Yiyi remembered that he had designed a dress that was not human or ghost, he spent 500,000 yuan, and he always felt blood dripping in his heart.

"money?"

"Do you think I am short of money?" With a sneer, Chen Xi looked very disdainful of Mo Yiyi's words. Does she really think she is really short of money?

In front of Jiang Mochuan, she didn't dare to say how rich she was, but in front of people like Mo Yiyi, she was very disdainful, okay?

The 200,000 yuan paid by Li Bingbing alone would be enough for one or two years, because Chen Xi didn't pay much attention to the concept of money because he didn't spend much money.

"Then you say, what do you want?" Mo Yiyi's face was already a little darkened, and Chen Xi simply couldn't get in.

No matter what method she used, she seemed to be unable to impress her at all. Mo Yiyi still didn't believe in this evil, and she didn't believe that there really were people in this world who didn't love money.

"Let me declare first, I haven't received your so-called fashion week invitation, so it is impossible for me to lick and participate without a face."

"Secondly, I don’t always charge 200,000 yuan for every design. I will allocate the design remuneration based on the person to the matter. As for you...the possibility of paying me the design fee is not very high. , So you don’t have to spend time with me here at all.” There is no hesitation, no consideration.

Chen Xi's words were straightforward. She didn't like Mo Yiyi at first, and she would not agree no matter how much Mo Yiyi stalked.

Secondly, some of what Mo Yiyi said really made people angry. If money could really solve everything, Jiang Mochuan spent so much money when she had an accident in Canada.

Why didn't you pull yourself back from the ghost door?

In the end, it wasn't until police officer Wang's grandmother exchanged her blood that she saved her life.

So, the same sentence.

‘What is important to you may not be worth mentioning to others. ’

Don't waste your efforts. In the end, you might just ask for trouble.

Thinking about it, Chen Xi glanced at Mo Yiyi, and then quickly retracted his gaze. Sure enough... Mo Yiyi didn't have any expression on his face, as if he was really mad at Chen Xi's short words.

Chen Xi couldn't control this. If Mo Yiyi insisted on letting herself design for her, Chen Xi felt that the cost she asked for would not be low.

As long as Mo Yiyi accepts it, Chen Xi doesn't matter.