Chapter 87

087

"what's the matter? Mr. Xiao, as long as you say it, I will obey you absolutely. " Song Guohua didn't expect to be able to get on Xiao yuanmu's boat so easily. His face was so excited that he trembled, and he spoke with some tremors.

Xiao yuanmu looked into the distance and had a good view of the traffic. His eyes were shallow and he didn't speak for a long time.

There was no sound on the opposite side of the mobile phone, and song Guohua did not dare to urge him. He took a light breath and waited carefully.

When the door of the office was knocked, Xiao yuanmu took back his sight and did not hang up the phone. He said that he was going in.

Yang Jie pushed the door and came in. He saw Xiao yuanmu holding the phone in his hand. He saw a trace of clarity in his eyes. He said, "you'll be here in ten minutes and a half. Brother Xiao, do you want to have something to eat, or I'll ask someone to postpone the meeting."

"No Xiao yuanmu said lightly: "the meeting will continue on time."

Yang Jie nodded and looked hesitantly at the phone in Xiao yuanmu's hand. As soon as he was ready to say something, his mobile phone in his pocket rang. When he took out his mobile phone, Yang Jie was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at Xiao yuanmu.

Noticing Yang Jie's sight, Xiao yuanmu thought there was something important. He hung up the phone and said, "what's the matter?"

"Phone..." Yang Jie raised his mobile phone, the screen facing the direction of Xiao yuanmu: "Song Shao called."

Xiao yuanmu's eyes flashed slightly. He turned a little to look out of the window and said in a light voice, "pick up."

Yang jiedun a few seconds, click on the hands-free, connected the phone.

"Hello, song Shao."

Song Xuanhe, who has just been rescued from Song xuanlin by Li nianan, is in a good mood. His tone is a little cheerful: "Yang Jie, where are you now?"

"I'm in Xiao..." Yang Jie looked at Xiao yuanmu's expression and said, "I'm in the small meeting room, sorting out the materials for the meeting."

"Do you know where Xiao yuanmu is?"

Yang Jie went to see Xiao yuanmu's expression again. Seeing that he didn't look at him, he said truthfully, "President Xiao is in the office."

"He's busy?"

Xiao yuanmu nodded gently, and Yang Jie said: "I'm very busy. Mr. Xiao worked overtime in the company last night and didn't go back. He called a meeting of the company's shareholders early in the morning and had a five hour break..."

"So." Song Xuan and tut murmured and lied without blinking an eye: "no wonder I just couldn't get through to him. He may be too tired and fell asleep in the office."

Yang Jie looks at Xiao yuanmu. Xiao yuanmu takes two steps and signals Yang Jie to continue.

"Xiao should not be sleeping, or I'll help you find him?" Yang Jie didn't know what to say. He just wanted to end the call as soon as possible.

"No more." Song Xuanhe lay down on the bed and exhaled comfortably: "just congratulate him for me. It's your company ranking. I'm going to have a rest and hang up first."

Xiao yuanmu raised his hand to receive the mobile phone. The phone over there hung up the second before.

In the face of Xiao yuanmu's icy sight, Yang Jie handed over his mobile phone and said, "Mr. Xiao, please call back. "

Xiao yuanmu moved his finger and finally put it into his pocket and said faintly," no, go to inform all departments to continue the meeting. "

The next morning, song Xuan and his wife went downstairs to find that the song Jiabao family had not left.

"Peace."

Song Guohua came to meet song Xuanhe and said with a smile, "my uncle called Mr. Xiao yesterday. He has agreed to cooperate with me, but you still have to help me. We are a family. You have to help me with this?"

After several months of long-term sleep deprivation, he only slept eight hours last night, but he couldn't make up for the lack of sleep in one night. So even if he was awakened by the alarm clock, song Xuanhe was still a little sleepy. If he had to go to the studio today, he would skip song's class for a day.

At this time, song Guohua came up to him. What he said in his ear went in from Song Xuanhe's left ear and out from his right ear. He didn't care at all. At the same time, he didn't want to answer.

Seeing song Xuan and his cold face, song Guohua's smile stopped and continued: "did you sleep well yesterday? You young people should stay up less, or you will be in bad health when you are old. "

Song Xuanhe bowed his head perfunctorily and sat down in his own place.

Seeing him lazily, song xuanlin poured him a cup of fresh juice and said, "drink some."

Song Xuan and he took a few sips of the iced juice, which made him sober.

"Xuanhe, what uncle just told you..."

Song Xuanhe frowned, half sober, and his anger followed: "if you and Xiao yuanmu cooperate, it's your business. What's my business?"

"Xuan is wrong to say that to you." Song Guohua's wife said, "we are all family. It's natural for you to help your uncle."

Song Xuanhe stirred the porridge, took a drink and then put down his spoon. He said faintly, "I have said that I have nothing to do with Xiao yuanmu, but with my understanding of him, song Jiabao didn't offend Xiao yuanmu for half a year. I'm surprised that he can cooperate with his uncle so easily.""That's why I want you to go through the needle." Song Guohua said: "uncle's company is also a cooperative relationship with the Song family. It's good for the Song family if uncle's company is established. Besides, it's all a misunderstanding before. It's OK to solve this misunderstanding."

Song Xuan and Wen Yan sneered, raised his chin and pointed to song Jiabao over there. He said with a smile: "ask him how many times he has offended Xiao yuanmu, and whether a misunderstanding can solve it."

Song Guohua looks at Song Jiabao. Although song Jiabao is a little bit creepy, there are a lot of people here. He believes that song Xuanhe dare not beat him. He is full of confidence, and his voice is louder: "the things I did with Xiao yuanmu before were all trifles. Since you were a couple before, it's nothing to explain.

"You see, Jiabao says that it's just a little fight. I don't think Mr. Xiao will care too much about it." Song Guohua said with a smile, "why don't you help me

Song Yansong and song Guochao went downstairs one after another. Song Guochao just heard this and said, "your uncle is an elder. You don't want to help him?"

After a breakfast, song Xuanhe had no appetite. He put down his fork, took out his mobile phone and made a call.

Seeing the remarks above, song Guohua was nervous: "Xuanhe, what are you doing?"

"I'll ask him if he cares." Song Xuan and his finger point to open the hands-free, in a long voice waiting to answer the mechanical sound, light way, "uncle and father want me to help ask my ex boyfriend and my cousin before the festival, do not help is not respect elders, do not love family, of course, I have to help you ask."

As soon as song Guohua heard what Yan wanted to say, he got through.

"What's the matter?"

Most of the people in this room changed their faces slightly when they heard the voice, which was cold and obviously not like receiving a phone call from a lover, but rather impatient. Among them, song Guohua was the most.

"Yes." Song Xuanhe scanned the faces of these people with great interest and said with a smile, "I'm calling you to ask you something."

After waiting for a day, he waited for song Xuan and Xiao Yuan mu on the phone again. His voice was calm and cold: "you say it."

"Do you remember my cousin song Jiabao?"

Hearing that song Xuan and his long-time phone call were asking about other people's affairs, Xiao yuanmu's voice was colder: "remember, what happened?"

"He wants to apologize to you." Song Xuan and song Jiabao glanced at each other and said, "I hope you can forgive him regardless of the past. You'd better agree to cooperate with his family, OK? Do you want to forgive him and cooperate? "

Xiao yuanmu didn't open her eyes. There was a heavy noise on the end of the mobile phone. Occasionally, there was a slight crisp sound from the collision of cups and plates. She didn't need to ask. She knew that song Xuanhe was on hands-free at this time.

At present, the domestic time is around 8 a.m. and song Guohua must have met song Xuanhe when he was able to call him yesterday. At that time, song Guohua would meet song Xuanhe only at Song's house, so song Xuanhe was at the song's dinner table, and it's very likely that song Jiabao's family hadn't left yet. Song Xuanhe's call is their reason .

Xiao yuanmu coldly hooked his lower lip. If there were no people like song Jiabao, maybe song Xuanhe would not have thought of contacting him.

In less than half a second, Xiao yuanmu guessed the situation of song Xuan and the other side as well as song Xuan's and his own thoughts.

However, song Xuanhe didn't know, and he was waiting for Xiao yuanmu's answer.

"What identity do you use to help them ask me?"

Noting song Guohua's gaze, song Xuanhe hooked his lips and said, "as the Song family, my uncle's nephew and my cousin's younger brother."

"Re has confirmed the cooperation intention with Hagrid and confirmed that it will not cooperate with other refrigeration appliances."

Song Guohua was greatly disappointed and withdrew his sight to song Xuanhe.

Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows and said, "what's the misunderstanding between you and my cousin? Can you forgive him now? "

"I have no misunderstanding with him."

Xiao yuanmu knows song Xuan's relationship with song Jiabao's family, and he also knows that he is calling to hear that he refuses song Guohua in person. However, even if he knows and gets angry, he finds that he can't go against song Xuanhe's will.

"All right." Song Xuanhe understood Xiao yuanmu's implication, but the song Jiabao family, who seemed relieved, obviously didn't understand, but he would not kindly remind him, "it's OK, I'll hang up."

Xiao yuanmu's eyes darkened and his thin lips pursed.

Song Xuanhe was just about to hang up when he suddenly thought of something and said to the other side, "by the way, congratulations on the success of new energy research and development."

In a short sentence, the corners of Xiao yuanmu's mouth were hooked up. He just whispered. Song Xuan and convenience hung up, and then the corners of his mouth were flattened.

"Is there nothing else, cousin?" Song Xuanhe got up and said, "I have something else to do. I'll go out first."

After just a few steps, song Xuan and his steps were united. He turned his head and looked at Song Jiabao with a bad smile: "by the way, cousin, I forgot to tell you that Xiao yuanmu knows about boss sun."When song Jiabao cuts Bacon's knife, he suddenly changes his face and looks in the direction of song Xuanhe. However, at this time, song Xuanhe leaves the restaurant.

When song Xuanhe arrived at the studio, seventeen was already waiting for him. He stood on one side with some embarrassment, watching designers come and go busy with their own affairs. Seeing song Xuanhe coming in, he was like seeing his parents' nestlings, with a look of dependence and joy.

"Mr. Song!"

Song Xuan and he had planned to bypass his steps to enter the studio, and turned to face a pair of bright eyes.

"Mr. Song, you are here. I have talked to my agent about training with you during this period, and he agreed."

Song Xuanhe nodded his head and said, "come in with me."

Seventeen followed song Xuanhe step by step into his studio.

After closing the door, song Xuan and hugging his chest looked at him: "you are very nervous when you face strangers?"

Seventeen one Leng, some nervously licked to lick a lip, hang down an eye way: "I am in strange environment can be like this."

"I'm afraid that I can't adapt to strange environment and still be a model?" Song Xuan and pick eyebrows, tone is not gentle: "your agent did not tell you, you this character in this circle can't mix?"

Seventeen sipped his mouth and did not speak.

Looking at him with tender cheek and silent guilt, song Xuanhe had the illusion that he was bullying a child. However, considering his age of 17, he was a child.

However, song Er Shao, who is never ashamed of bullying children, still has sharp words: "if you are afraid of strangers, it means that you are not suitable for this circle. Now you are a sophomore in high school, it may be more suitable for you to go back to school seriously."

"I love being a model." Seventeen suddenly raised his head, looked at Song Xuanhe's eyes, then quickly looked away: "I will try to adjust my tension..."

Song Xuanhe sat down on the sofa, looked up at him and said faintly, "you are so nervous when you face me. It's hard for me to believe that you won't get into trouble because of temporary stage fright."

"I won't!" Seventeen looked at Song Xuanhe in a quiet but firm voice: "as long as I get on the stage, I won't be nervous any more."

"So I'm going to keep you to bet if you were nervous at the moment before you went on stage?" Song Xuan and Tiao Mei: "do you think you are worth gambling with my first show?"

"But you said yesterday that I could." Seventeen frowned: "you choose me among five people, don't you prove that I can?"

"No, the taller of the dwarfs." Song Xuan and look indifferent: "but today I found that you don't seem to be worth me to pick out."

"I deserve it." Seventeen stepped forward, stopped under the sight of song Xuanhe and said, "I'm definitely worth it."

Song Xuanhe: "keep this momentum and remember what I feel now. If I see you at the door of the studio again tomorrow morning, you won't have to come the day after tomorrow."

Seventeen one Leng, way: "that I now......"

"You can go now." Song Xuanhe got up and opened the door: "tomorrow morning at the same time, the last chance."

Seventeen do not move, he did not dare to change the expression, nervous jaw are a little tight, "I do not know what I am now expression, I do not know how to find this feeling."

"It's not like this." Song Xuanhe grabbed his wrist and pulled him out of the door: "it's none of my business whether you can find it."

Without the slightest hesitation, he shut Shiqi out of the door. Song Xuanhe turned around and went to work.

I don't know how long it took until Feng Tong knocked on the door that song Xuanhe got out of his work.

"There will be a model interview this afternoon." Feng Tong came in, closed the door and said, "he had a lot of experience before. He went through a big show of international luxury brands. I once saw his show, which was very smart."

Song Xuanhe had some interest: "why did he come here for an interview?"

"After that show, he disappeared for three months, even his agent couldn't get in touch with him." Feng Tong said: "because of the breach of contract, he offended the editor in chief of a domestic magazine. Originally, he should be able to take the second-line inner seal after returning home. But because of that, basically no brand magazine wants him now, so he has to come here to take a chance."

Song Xuanhe said directly, "I don't like people who don't have the spirit of contract."

Feng Tong laughed and sat down beside him: "I know, but I met him once. I feel that he is not that kind of person, and I think he matches your clothing temperament very well, so I want to give him a chance. Anyway, you haven't found a model for the time being. It's nothing to ask him to come and have a try."

"When will he come?"

Listening to song Xuanhe's question, Feng Tong knew that he had agreed, so he said with a smile: "in fact, he has arrived, but now it's our lunch break, so he has been waiting outside and didn't come in."

Song Xuanhe nodded his head slowly. He didn't say to let anyone in. He just said, "in this case, wait until the interview time you agreed with him."

Feng Tong knows what song Xuanhe is thinking. He just said that he just wanted to be a model with good sense. But after all, he and song Xuanhe are partners. No matter how many words he has, he won't help him. It depends on his own ability.After dinner, they were discussing the layout of the show. The venue had been fixed for a long time, but it was an old church. At that time, both the viewing gallery and the surrounding scenes should be carefully considered.

In addition to the layout of the show, they also discussed the backstage, makeup artist, lighting and so on. The discussion lasted for two hours, but there was still no final result. These trivial things that they had to personally participate in were the reasons why song Xuan and Feng Tong were so busy.

At 2:30 p.m., the door of song Xuan and his studio was knocked. Feng Tong looked at the time, got up and said, "it's just after lunch break. It should be an appointment for an interview."

Song Xuanhe got up with him. He had a lot to do in the afternoon. It's better to make a quick decision in the interview.

"Go straight to the fitting room." Out of song Xuanhe's studio, Feng Tong turns to him and says, "I'll ask him to come here."

Song Xuanhe has no opinion. He turns around and goes to the fitting room. He sits down in the seat where he sat yesterday, waiting for the model Feng Tong said.

Two minutes later, the door of the fitting room was knocked.

"In."

The craft door with gray glass and black iron frame was pushed open, and a tall and indifferent man came in.

Seeing the visitor, song Xuanhe was a little surprised and said, "is it you?"

"Song Shao?"

The steps of the comer, a crease in the center of the eyebrow, seem to be born with the coldness and hostility of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Song Xuan and his colleagues looked up and down at the visitors. With an interesting smile on the corner of his mouth, he got up and walked up to him, stretched out his hand and said, "long time no see."

The visitor hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand with his chin tight.

Song Xuanhe shook hands with him and released them. He withdrew his hand and said, "I didn't expect that you will be interviewed, Yu Xin. I thought we would never meet again."

Yu Xin light way: "I also think."

"All right." Song Xuan and Yang Mei walked to the place where they had just sat, walking and walking: "the fitting room is over there, and the clothes are inside. Don't let me teach you what to do when you wear them out?"

"No Yu Xin Hands song Xuanhe the kraft paper bag in her hand and turns to enter the fitting room.

Song Xuan and some of them are curious about what happened, which made the young man who was a little rebellious but resolute turn into a cold and world weary look. But it has to be said that Yu Xin's temperament is really suitable for his clothes.

Yu Xin changed clothes very quickly, and after a while she pulled open the curtain of the fitting room and came out.

He didn't wear shoes. He walked barefoot on the floor of the T-stage. He was dressed in a pure white linen windbreaker. The clothes seemed to be tailor-made for him. The tailoring was just right in every place. After the calf, the hem of the clothes swayed with his steps. The ancient totem embroidery with the same color on the collar loomed in the light above the fitting room.

It seems to be a casual style of changfengyi, but the people who wear it are always indifferent. A wrinkle between the eyebrows reveals a few threads of anger. The clothes on the model and the temperament of the model are like the collision of pure white and pure black, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

Yu Xin is song Xuan and the first person to see who can interpret his suit. In fact, the design of the suit has not been completed yet. He can almost imagine how eye-catching Yu Xin will be when she walks on the T-stage in ready-made clothes.

"On the shelf over there, from left to right." Song Xuanhe pointed to the sample clothes clip at hand and said, "try it one by one."

Yu Xin was a little surprised, but didn't say much. According to song Xuanhe's instructions, she took the clothes and started one fitting show after another.

After Yu Xin took turns to walk through these clothes, song Xuanhe has been able to confirm that Yu Xin is indeed the most suitable person for his design. Although it does not fully explain the feeling he wants, it is a result song Xuanhe has never thought of before that he can reach 70%.

So after the last dress was tried on, he said directly, "sign the contract today and fly to Y country in September. Are you ok?"

Yu Xin was silent for a moment and then said, "you should know about my breach of contract."

Song Xuanhe: "so?"

Yu Xin: "do you still believe me?"

"I believe it." Song Xuan and hook lips, tone casual, eyes but a trace of inspection: "you dare not Shuang my appointment, right?"

Yu Xin's mouth moved, as if she wanted to say something. In the end, she just said faintly, "I won't break my appointment. You can rest assured, and I can't afford the penalty of song's successor."

Song Xuanhe smiles indifferently and calls someone to prepare the contract. While waiting for the contract, he suddenly thinks of the boy who was protected by Yu Xin and says, "by the way, where's the model who had a good relationship with you before?"

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