Chapter 807 The parents of outstanding young people expressed their confusion
Bee Shaffer did not come to breakfast.
Xiang Yang's phone rang again and was directly transferred to the assistant's voicemail. Little John thought with his buttocks and guessed that this woman must have complained early in the morning.
Spitting out a hint of displeasure, Little John put down his phone.
You can find it, can’t I?
With this in mind, he returned to his room, tidied up briefly and then called the front desk.
Ask the hotel to call a taxi to take him to Tomson Yipin.
Unfortunately, even though he was recognized by the property owner at the door after arriving, he still could not successfully enter Xiang Yang's home.
His close friends and relatives went shopping with his wife and assistant.
No time to talk to him.
Fortunately, as a high-end residential building, there is a place for the owners to receive guests. The very considerate staff arranged it for Little John and also gave him some refreshments.
"Thank you." Little John didn't have nowhere to go.
He can visit Hermès headquarters, Ding Zhong’s home and Vogue.
But thinking that Liu Qianqian would be interviewed in the afternoon, he simply stayed here and refused to leave.
But this one.
It was almost noon, and he had already finished the drinks provided by the property management. When his stomach felt empty, he realized that he could not continue to consume like this.
“Here, a call from Little John.”
Liu Qianqian, who has already met with Editor-in-Chief Zhang, Jiang Mumu and several staff members of Vogue, took advantage of everyone’s attention At the critical moment of the menu, he quickly handed the ringing cell phone to Xiang Yang beside him.
Xiang Yang was not as hard-spoken and soft-hearted as she was. He glanced at the phone and said calmly: "Mute it."
Afterwards, he patted Little John on the shoulder and said, "Brother, let me You have been wronged." If you give him a small red envelope, the matter will be over in no time.
If he dares to hold on to it.
Then there will be no dividends.
He, a small shareholder, has no say anyway.
How to deal with friends, Xiangyang still has the chance to win.
After a nice lunch, everyone was chatting and laughing.
While Jiang Mumu was conducting an exclusive interview with Liu Qianqian, he also took some time to chat with Editor Zhang.
Of course, Editor Zhang is more curious about Xiang Yang.
Strictly speaking, no domestic media has ever conducted an in-depth interview with Xiang Yang.
In this regard, even the media whose names begin with the character "Yang" are no exception.
"Haha, Editor Zhang is joking. Of course I am happy to be interviewed." Xiang Yang said with a smile after hearing her raise this question.
"Then can our "Vogue Medium" have this honor?"
"You can make an appointment at Shaffer's place."
Xiang Yang's answer was simple and straightforward.
Hearing this, Editor Zhang smiled silently. This was actually no different from being rejected, but it was more tactful.
But think about Xiang Yang’s identity, too.
He is happy to appear in public because in addition to being a creative director, he also takes care of the business operations.
It is our duty to personally promote the brand.
But being interviewed by the media is not the case.
Unless you catch a suitable opportunity.
What is the best opportunity for a creative director to be interviewed? That is undoubtedly the fashion week held around clothing.
"Mr. Xiang, what do you think about next year's fashion trends?"
"It doesn't matter what I think." Xiang Yang smiled bitterly and said thoughtfully: "The times are changing, consumers and traffic will make young brands They have become radical and bold in terms of expansion, but it is difficult to say who can successfully combine the two to cater to the complex aesthetics of today's young people. As for older brands, maybe their changes will make you happy. Surprised."
Editor Zhang was very interested in these words and asked: "Mr. Xiang means"
"You have also seen the influence of traffic on the entertainment industry. It is gradually showing that this momentum is destined to create huge energy to change the marketing of fashion brands," Xiang Yang replied.
Editor Zhang nodded, she also realized this.
Thinking about Xiang Yang's information in her mind, she couldn't help but smile: "No wonder, Mr. Xiang has laid out this aspect early. It seems that you have realized it a long time ago."
"Aware of it There are a lot of people, I just happened to do it at the right time." Xiang Yang was modestly modest.
After the economic crisis, fashion brands have changed their business strategies. Even without him, they will try to have a closer connection with the public in order to compete for market share.
"Mr. Xiang, I have a question." Editor Zhang thought about it again and again, and probed tactfully.
"Well, you tell me."
"There is one thing that I feel is not only my doubts, but also many people's." After sorting out the thoughts in his mind, Editor Zhang paused and said:
“You see, your main brand is both fashionable and sports-friendly, and you are very forward-looking and courageous in new fields. However, you seem to have no interest in promoting our country’s traditional culture. You have a special preference. Don't you feel entangled and confused when creating?"
"This"
Xiang Yang was stunned for a moment, he really didn't expect the person in front of him. Editor-in-Chief Zhang, who is responsible for running "Vogue Medium", would ask such a difficult-to-answer question during casual chat.
However, this does not trouble him.
"Editor Zhang, actually you don't need to praise me so highly. I am also a layman, and the creative director also needs to rely on his performance to speak for himself." Xiang Yang asked back:
"As for my preference for traditional culture , Aren’t you fascinated by this?”
Editor Zhang pursed his lips.
You can’t just open your mouth and say this.
If you want to say that you are fascinated, Xiangyang might casually ask you something about the products that can combine traditional culture and current fashion.
As the editor-in-chief of a fashion magazine, of course she knows a lot about it.
But it depends on who you discuss it with.
In front of experts, saying a wrong word is a sign of cowardice. "I think Jiang Mumu's previous cooperation with my lover can continue." Sensing that she was in trouble, Xiang Yang changed the topic directly.
"In addition, I would like to thank Editor Zhang for his help with Director Zhang's matter."
"That's very polite of me, Mr. Xiang."
"By the way, if you have time, you can come to Liverpool. As a guest, on behalf of the club, I welcome the team of "Vogue China" to visit at any time."
Hearing this, Editor-in-Chief Zhang laughed out loud: "This is my first time being invited by the club chairman. Thank you. Sir, if we have the opportunity, we will definitely go to support you and your club.”
“Haha, to be honest with Editor Zhang, this is my first time to invite guests in this capacity,” Xiang Yang said. Editor Zhang in front of him couldn't close his mouth.
Regardless of whether this was true or false, it was something that made her very proud when it came out of Xiang Yang's mouth.
Vanity, everyone has it.
Those who can make Xiang Yang extend an invitation are either successful people in business or very influential people in the fashion field.
Now that Xiang Yang is giving face like this, how could she not laugh out loud.
However, the two of them were talking and laughing in low voices, and Liu Qianqian was not idle either. She was relaxed and relaxed in the face of a small interview.
In particular, the person interviewing her would not deliberately dig holes for her.
But she also clearly felt that after asking about the contents of the interview script, Jiang Mumu was deliberately stalling for time to find out the gossip.
I even asked about the names of the two dogs yesterday.
What does this have to do with interviews?
"Mu Mu, Xia Fu and I have something to do later."
Mentioning that there were two puppies waiting to be fed, Liu Qianqian reminded them in a low voice.
"Ah, really? I can be your guide wherever you are going." Jiang Mumu's eyes lit up.
Obviously, she and Liu Qianqian are not on the same page.
“.”
The other side.
Beijing.
Lao Xiang, who was pushing a stroller and walking around with his little yellow fur, happened to be quite speechless at this moment.
I took a leave of absence at home to experience retirement life in advance, but it turned out that it was okay to serve other people’s sons. The main reason was that he and little JoJo were the only ones at home.
Unable to hold it any longer, he just came out to walk around and met an old neighbor.
"Lao Xiang, congratulations, your son is on TV again, and he even praised your son as an outstanding youth representative."
"I have said that Xiao Xiang is the most promising person in our film. Lao Xiang, tell us how you felt when you saw your son on TV today?"
Feelings
How did you feel?
I have never watched TV until now.
He had no idea that his son was on the central stage again.
I was quite excited at first, and I was so happy that I couldn’t sleep at night. I was going to get up early the next day and go to the mountain to burn some paper and place some fruits to worship.
Later
The fruit baskets placed last time were not taken away, so I went again.
Then
Every once in a while, consciousness comes back to me, and it’s no good to bother me.
If Xiangyang's grandfather is annoyed, come up and talk to him.
Although he has served as a soldier and fought in wars, and he has been active since he was a child, he still feels guilty as he gets older.
But he has already learned how to deal with old neighbors casually.
Who doesn’t know how to say a few festive words and polite words?
But as he spoke, he realized that this time was different from the past. Why were these familiar old neighbors always asking for money?
Which donations are real or fake?
Seeing his uninformed look, the old neighbors also realized something.
Co-authored, Xiangyang didn’t tell the elders at home at all.
Think about it, such a large sum of money.
This boy and his beautiful celebrity wife must be able to make a lot of money.
Just donated 70 million yuan as promised?
I am not afraid of being scared by my hometown.
70 million can buy a house here.
"What did you say 70 million?"
Stop and Lao Xiang asked in confusion when a figure he had known for most of his life appeared in his field of vision.
Lao Zhao hurriedly pedaled her old-fashioned bicycle into the alley.
Seeing Lao Xiang being chatted with his neighbors, Lao Zhao's face became even more anxious.
She doesn’t live as closed-mindedly as Lao Xiang.
The fact that her son and daughter-in-law donated 70 million yesterday has gone viral in the hospital where she works.
Today, when the dean and department head talked to her, she did not dare to listen to the tone of their voices.
Not sour.
Rather
If I don’t retire early, I will be grateful for the training they have given me over the years.
You still want to hire me back?
What, the boss above wants to talk to me?
And the Disabled Persons’ Federation?
No, wait.
My son and my daughter-in-law donated 70 million? !
Where do they have so much money.
They are all written by the media to attract attention.
My son went to have breakfast with that little John this morning. You have never seen the two of them being flirtatious.
I guarantee with my thirty-year experience that I have never lied about this matter.
(End of Chapter)