Chapter 297 An Unexpected Fate
Looking at Eddie and Anson, the first thought in Edgar's mind was that he needed to remind Anson to expand Eve Wilson's business.
Currently, Anson and Eve's cooperative business is limited to the promotion of "Princess Diaries", because Anson is still a newcomer, his exposure is relatively limited, and his work is limited. There is no need to cooperate with public relations throughout the year for one project. Signing a project contract is the most reasonable way.
Naturally, Eve did not pay attention to fashion news.
Judging from various circumstances, Anson's development prospects in the fashion circle are good. Perhaps Anson should launch a more comprehensive cooperation with Eve.
Of course, Edgar was responsible for the suggestions, and the decision rested with Anson.
Here, Edgar's thoughts were racing, but he had relaxed and stepped back, leaving the stage of conversation to the two protagonists.
On the other side, Anson looked at Eddie, with a slight smile on his face.
"It seems that I do owe you an apology. I'm sorry for disrupting your plans. I should apologize for my ambition on the red carpet."
That serious look of talking nonsense , but made Eddie slightly at a loss.
He was just making a little joke. Now that Anson apologized so solemnly, the joke was no longer funny. He lowered his eyes to the ground with a slight restraint, not showing the appearance of having just taken the initiative.
"No."
"No, there is no need. To be honest, I need to thank you. At least, now Dior has seen the possibility of the men's clothing market."
< br>“Moreover, I also got inspiration from you.”
“I, uh, I want to try it further. This is also my initiative to extend an invitation to you, hoping to sponsor you to attend the premiere. clothing.”
"So, there is no need to apologize. In fact, everything went smoothly. Maybe, maybe I should express my gratitude to you."
Stuttering and intermittent, such a long speech is really too long. It embarrassed Eddie, but no matter what, Eddie finally finished everything.
Several times, Anson wanted to interrupt Eddie, but then he thought, he should let Eddie finish what he said. This is a sign of respect and equal communication.
It wasn't until Eddie finished speaking that Anson met Eddie's cautiously raised eyes and showed a smile, "Judging from the situation we just met, I'm still thinking about your communication over the past year. My ability has improved a lot, but I didn’t expect that in a short while, I would have fallen back to where I was.”
The teasing is not ridiculing, but a kind of relaxation between friends.
Eddie rolled his eyes, "I didn't."
But paused for a moment, "Okay, a little bit."
"In this year of work, I am slowly learning to communicate with others Communicate more. The job of the design director is a little different from what I imagined. There are more communication parts. Of course, design is still the core, and I am getting used to it.”
Anson didn’t say much and gave a thumbs up.
Eddie glanced at it and shook his head helplessly, "I'm not Frankenstein."
Anson's face was full of seriousness, "Indeed, I don't think so, I think it's more like Wednesday."
Eddie was stunned, and without warning, he burst into laughter when the punchline was hit, "Haha, haha. Ha ha".
Whether it's an apology or a thank you, the atmosphere has relaxed inadvertently. There is no embarrassment or tension, but it has become more harmonious.
The appearance of Eddie in front of me is unusual. You can tell some clues from the ghostly expressions of the Dior staff around him.
Eddie didn't care, and laughed to himself. As a result, he laughed so happily that he coughed, and some blood could finally be seen on his pale cheeks.
It took many, many shots to slow down and notice Anson looking for water. The assistant next to him realized that he quickly stepped forward while twisting the bottle cap.
Eddie waved his hand and refused, coughed twice more, and looked at Anson again, "Let's get to the point. To be honest, I've been looking forward to it for a long time."
"First This time, I just helped with the matching.”
“The second time, you picked the clothes yourself.” “But this time it’s different. When I was designing the sketch, it was your image that came to mind. Designed entirely with you in mind.”
"Your agent sent an email saying that this is a high school student who plays in a rock band, but retains some nerdy temperament, right?"
Bah, bah, bah—
It was also a long speech, but this time it was Eddie's own professional field. His entire expression, tone, demeanor, and movements were all different.
Anyone with eyes can see that he is very excited, even a little excited.
“I thought, OK, eighteen years old, rock band, nerdy, maybe a little philosophical, not like those football players in middle school.”
"At the same time, it fits your image and temperament, some are cold, some are cold, and a little dangerous; but the point is, there are no fancy things, everything is simple. The simpler the design, the more it tests the model, and at the same time, the more it can show the model's own temperament. , I don’t want clothes to take away your charm.”
As he spoke, Eddie stopped and turned to look at Anson.
“Of course, lines and proportions are still the focus of my design.”
The words have finally reached a paragraph.
Anson was dazzled for a while, "You mean, you designed these clothes inspired by me?"
Eddie's expression was still dull, but his eyes were particularly bright, "Yes. Originally, this should be the spring and summer design for next year that will be shown for the first time at Fashion Week in October; but I think, since it is the first time it comes out, it will definitely bring turmoil. reaction, then let people see the most authentic, pure and perfect appearance of the design.”
Anson put his hands on his shoulders and made two movements of lifting the barbell, indicating that he was under great pressure.
Eddie said with a serious face, "Don't worry, you should trust my expertise."
Anson shut his mouth obediently.
Eddie was about to reveal the clothes, but he remembered one thing, "By the way, this set is just a sample. I need detailed data on your body, and then I will customize a set of clothes based on your size."
"Like a suit?" Anson asked.
Eddie, "Yes, it's the same as a custom-made suit. So, during the next period of time, you need to control your diet, at least until the premiere is over."
Anson was not surprised, In Vanity Fair, women need to control their diet, and men are no exception -
Especially the vases.
Anson spread his hands and said, "Welcome to Hollywood."
The smile on Eddie's lips rose slightly, "Believe me, in the future everyone will aspire to be like you and work hard to wear this outfit."
This time, there was no hesitation and he turned around and opened the curtain. , let Anson go inside and change clothes.
Then, according to Anson’s body shape, use pins to tie up the excess fabric to make it as perfect as possible to complete the look.
After finishing his meditation, Edgar was a little bored. He had no interest in such an occasion. If Anson was not qualified to hire an assistant, he would not be willing to come over at all. In the future, such things would be done by assistants. But, as of now, he still needs to fulfill his duties as an agent.
“Coming.”
With a reminder, the curtain opened, and Edgar put on a business smile. No matter what he saw, he praised it and settled it quickly.
"Okay..." However, before the words were spoken, and before he had time to applaud, Edgar froze on the spot when he saw the figure in front of him.
This... this?
(End of this chapter)