Chapter 13 Liu’s mother made an appointment for dinner? (Please read~)
"Yes...I'm sorry..."
On the phone, Bao Bao's apologetic voice made people feel numb. When Xiang Yang was stunned, she continued :
"I'm causing trouble for you."
"No...no." Xiangyang muttered, his eyes drifting out of the car window.
Through Jiang Mumu's anger, he probably knew what false reports should have appeared on the Internet involving him and Liu Qianqian.
But how serious is the matter?
Xiang Yang knew nothing about it and didn’t pay too much attention to it. After all, he is not in the Chinese entertainment industry, so why should he care about this. Moreover, such trivial reports will be regarded as rubbish and forgotten in a few days.
The Internet has no memory, right?
But when he heard the anxiety in Liu Qianqian's tone, his mind couldn't help but think of his performance at the airport yesterday.
You should say sorry to the other person yourself.
If it were not for the concern that Le Maire was about to take over as the creative director of women's clothing, the Hermès Group was still in the confidentiality stage, and he would not have been so angry and uncooperative when being questioned by reporters yesterday.
"I should be the one to say sorry to you. Yesterday I..." During the recollection, Xiang Yang also spoke amid a period of silence.
On the other end of the phone, hearing this sudden voice, Liu Qianqian, who was thinking about something to say because of the silence, inadvertently said "Ah".
When she came back to her senses, she quickly said: "No, no, it was me who caused you trouble. I should be the one to apologize to you.
There are... a lot of false statements on the Internet, so don't take it too seriously. "
"How come? Xiang Yang pursed his lips and said, "It's just a matter of spreading rumors and refuting them will break your legs." But you will have to work harder. "
"I...I'm used to it. ”
Liu Qianqian’s tone was gentle, but her eyes were filled with melancholy.
After she finished speaking, the two of them returned to a state of silence, and the only words that passed through each other’s ears were the words on the phone. A slight "rustling" sound.
"I really hope he says something..."
Listening to the "rustling" sound, thinking of the illustration and the text, Liu Qianqian bit her lip lightly with a little anticipation.
Xiang Yang didn’t know how ordinary people would comfort each other when they heard such words. He just felt that his throat suddenly became dry. There were some words that he wanted to blurt out, but due to the relationship between them, he didn’t know how to say them. Does it fit or not?
Just as he was thinking about something to say to make the atmosphere between the two of them more relaxed, a mature woman's voice came over the other end of the phone in the same silence.
"Sissi, are you done with the phone call?"
"Ah, Mom, I'm done." Liu Qianqian, who was holding the phone and staring at her fingers in a daze, looked like a frightened deer.
She threw her head in panic, covered the receiver of the phone, and looked at her mother.
"Then come over after you apologize. There is something I want to tell you."
"Well, okay."
I heard it was Liu Qianqian seemed to be mentally prepared to discuss matters, and her face showed no emotion, but was very calm.
Just like what she just said on the phone, get used to it.
However, her appearance has a different taste in the eyes of Liu Xiaoli, who is a mother.
She could tell that the call hadn't been finished yet, and her daughter, who had always been well-behaved and obedient, couldn't hide her nervous look. This made her curious about what the two talked about, "Say hello to your friend first, I will wait for you outside."
Out of respect for her daughter, she did not ask.
Using her hand to show her daughter holding the phone, she nodded and left the bedroom door.
In the room, Liu Qianqian, who was wearing pajamas and with her hair scattered, suddenly had a blush on her fair cheeks.
After her lie was exposed, she didn’t care what Xiang Yang looked like waiting on the other end of the phone. She quickly picked up the phone and said a confused “I’ll hang up first” before turning off the call. .
"Beep beep beep" "Ah this..." Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Xiang Yang was a little dazed. He subconsciously touched his nose and hung up the phone.
“This is a big deal.” Rubbing his fingers on the keyboard of the BlackBerry 9000 phone a few times, Xiang Yang sighed, stored Liu Qianqian’s phone, and put it back In the pocket.
After thinking for a brief moment, he decided not to disturb the other party.
After all, I am discussing with the staff around me how to solve this difficult matter. If I go back and say some indifferent words now, I will not be able to solve any practical problems.
It is better to stay quiet and not cause trouble, and wait until you figure out what is being spread online and what went wrong before contacting the other party.
As for why he didn't check online immediately...because his mobile phone is not compatible with the domestic 3G network.
Only calls can be made.
When he missed the convenient 5G era before his rebirth, Xiang Yang was suddenly stunned. He suddenly remembered someone who could explain the specific situation to him.
That person, who had just been scolded by him for being mentally retarded, was currently in front of his computer, typing on the keyboard, fighting with people on the post bar, while not forgetting the scolding Jiang Mumu.
"Buzzing buzzing"
The annoying vibration sound of the mobile phone started on the glass table.
Jiang Mumu glanced at it and found that it was Xiang Yang calling. She was filled with anger and worried that she had nowhere to vent her anger.
"Hey, you are not a man! Who did you call stupid just now!"
Xiang Yang: "..."
...
Inside a mansion in Shanghai.
A cup of emerald green tea is brewing on the rectangular tea table in front of the sofa.
In the hot air and smelling the fragrant fragrance, Liu Xiaoli closed her eyes and concentrated. She adjusted her breathing while digesting the news she had learned in a short period of time.
"Sissi, I just communicated with Vogue magazine and made an appointment with their editor-in-chief to have dinner together.
You should pack up early, I have already arranged the flight tickets. Let Xinxin change the contract."
"Then...I'll go and clean it up now," Liu Qianqian blinked her long and thick eyelashes and responded quickly.
Liu Xiaoli said "hmm", picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She looked at the bags on the table, her eyebrows moved slightly, and asked: "Your designer friend doesn't think you have brought him any trouble. Right? ”
"No."
"That's good. Don't rush to the beautiful country after the shooting. Treat people to a meal and apologize properly."
Liu Xiaoli said it While explaining, his eyes kept staring at the bag on the table thoughtfully, "By the way, take this illustration with you. If anyone asks about it at night, show it to them."
"Mom..." Liu Qianqian looked surprised, with a bit of reluctance in her tired eyes, "Is it necessary?"
"Of course, after all, it is you who caused trouble to others, so it is just right to introduce mom to Get to know him.”
Liu Xiaoli glanced at her daughter who was standing in front of her, somewhat resisting, and said softly.
"No, Mom." Liu Qianqian shook her head, and the strands of hair swayed and fell on her shoulders, "What I said is..."
"Take it Come on, I can still hurt you."
"That's fine."
"Mom doesn't want you to explain it to anyone, just in case of emergency. Be obedient. .”
"Okay..."
Vogue Bay Magazine should have published it in February 2009. The actual shooting time was earlier, mainly because of "The King of Kung Fu". However, for the sake of the plot, we have moved it to now, so please understand it. Although the level of this publication is not high, it still has a certain influence. After much thought, I decided to keep it.
(End of this chapter)