Chapter 642 Gu Wenzhu: Where are you robbing my apprentice? [8 more]
Chapter 642 Gu Wenzhu: Are you trying to steal my apprentice? [8 updates]
Upon hearing this, Si Fuqing took another look.
She said lazily: "It's really not the case. I didn't design it so ugly."
Sang Yanqing nodded: "That 100 million is too much of a loss."
"Hmm." Si Fuqing thought about it seriously, "Buy it from me and I can give you a 50% discount."
"What are you talking nonsense!" the assistant said angrily, "please apologize to our Highness!"
The woman in the cheongsam smiled slightly and stopped her: "Mary, don't be impulsive. This lady is the new song girl. She will be the future Queen of Grain, so you must respect her."
The assistant's voice lowered slightly, but he sneered again: "The future Queen of Grain has nothing to be proud of if she hasn't decided yet."
Others around him also started whispering to each other.
"She is the new song girl? It doesn't look like it."
"Yun Lan also debuted before she was 20 years old. I have always believed in the music director's vision. Maybe she will win the Grammy Award next year."
"Yun Lan is a talented actor who has been rare to see for many years. How could another one appear so easily?"
At that time, Yun Lan and Qu Lingyun were both unknown supporting actors, but they soared to the sky with one movie and won 90% of the Grain awards that year.
It completely broke the monopoly of the international film and television industry by the Western Continent.
They really don't want to see Yun Lan again.
"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Miss Greta is not only a two-time Best Actress of the Year, but also a member of the Muston royal family."
The sound got louder and louder, very noisy.
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of explosions fell, drowning out all the chatter.
"..."
The surrounding area suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at the girl in shock.
I saw her popping a few balloons with an expressionless face, while Sang Yanqing on the side was still handing her balloons.
Si Fuqing's eyebrows remained calm: "Can you all listen to me?"
Greta frowned slightly and said politely, "Miss Si, please speak."
"First of all, your skirt was torn by a nail, and there are still remaining silk threads on the nails." Si Fuqing raised a finger, "Secondly, the right hand of God has never designed a cheongsam with a left open placket.
We will use silk thread produced in the Western Continent.”
"Finally, if you really spent 100 million on this cheongsam, then you are indeed rich because you bought a counterfeit."
The assistant was so angry that he was shaking all over: "Have you been to the design exhibition of Right Hand of God? Have you seen her design drawings? Why do you say that what our Highness is wearing is a fake?"
"Miss Si, I don't need you to apologize to me." Greta's expression also faded a bit, "But you can't insult the design of God's right hand."
Si Fuqing's fox eyes narrowed and he said, "What can you do to me?"
The assistant became even more angry: "You——!"
"Miss Si is right, this is indeed not a dress designed by the right hand of God." A middle-aged man with brown hair and light eyes suddenly walked away from the crowd and stepped forward, and began to criticize unceremoniously, "This embroidered
There's obviously something wrong with the pins, the wiring here, and..."
He sputtered a lot and finally concluded: "This is a shoddy counterfeit!"
Someone recognized the middle-aged man and blurted out: "Mr. Emeka!"
In the entire fashion design industry, Gu Wenzhu is already retired.
Qu Lingyun's main job is still the director, and The Right Hand of God is too mysterious and has not been released in the past few years.
Therefore, the influence of Emeka Malbus can be ranked in the top three.
He works at RM and is proficient in the design of jewelry, ready-made clothing, and bags.
It also won several design awards this year.
"It is indeed Mr. Emeka!"
"Mr. Emeka is an ardent fan of Ancient and God's Right Hand. He has already studied their styles thoroughly."
"In this way, this cheongsam is exquisite, but compared with the real thing, it is indeed a bit crude."
Greta's face suddenly turned red, and her smile gradually solidified.
Her assistant also froze on the spot, falling into extreme embarrassment and embarrassment, her face burning with pain.
Emeka criticized, then turned to look at Si Fuqing, and suddenly smiled: "Miss Si, right? I saw your work about the plagiarism scandal a while ago, it's great, I finally meet you.
.”
"Can you leave your contact information? I have something I want to talk to you about privately."
"No problem." Si Fuqing took out a business card and handed it to him.
Emeka put it away: "Greta, Miss Si is also a designer. She can tell whether this is a treasure just like me."
Greta's expression froze and she apologized in a low voice: "Sorry, I also like the design of God's Right Hand too much. I really want to buy all her designs back, but I didn't expect to be deceived."
Emeka waved his hand: "There are too many impostors. You must keep your eyes open in the future."
Greta smiled awkwardly, her face getting hot: "That's what you said."
Si Fu folded his coat and said, "Let's go."
Sang Yanqing ignored Greta's master and servant and followed her.
She thought hard for a while, then suddenly clapped her hands: "I remember, this is the countess who tried to steal your heroine last time, and she must have been trying to stumble you just now."
Si Fuqing looked lazy: "I have no impression."
"She will compete with you for Best Actress in the Grain Award next year." Sang Yanqing said, "This time she didn't get the lead role as a music director, so she went to shoot another movie, Qingqing, be careful, be defensive.
It’s indispensable.”
"Yeah." Si Fuqing said calmly, "Come wherever you want, I'll accompany you."
**
The hotel was booked in advance by Yu Xiheng, a five-star presidential suite.
There is also a luxurious dog kennel specially prepared in the suite, with a basket of gold bars placed in the kennel.
Xiaobai's eyes lit up instantly, he swooped over and rolled happily holding the gold bar.
Such a life moved him to tears.
Si Fuqing took out her cell phone expressionlessly and changed the note she gave Yu Xiheng to "a prodigal boyfriend."
"The registration form for "Treasures of the Great Xia" has been handed over to you." Sang Yanqing brought her a cup of hot milk, "Director Qin means to wait until after the New Year to record and broadcast. The first issue is the dialogue poem Jue Wen.
Chang Yi, take a look first."
Si Fuqing thought thoughtfully: "This is a good time. I can just see him. I'll ask him then."
Sang Yanqing echoed: "Just don't find his poems."
Wen Changyi composed thousands of poems in his life, but unfortunately only more than 800 poems have been handed down.
Historians lament this.
"Ding dong——"
The doorbell rang.
Sang Yanqing walked over and opened the door, a little surprised: "Mr. Emeka? You came here so early? Qingqing is inside."
Emeka thanked her and walked in immediately: "Miss Si, it's like this. I came to you to take you under my wing, so that I can let you get the best resources to learn design."
Si Fuqing was a little surprised: "Huh?"
Sang Yanqing was also quite surprised.
Emeka wants to accept his artist as a closed disciple?
Si Fuqing politely refused: "Mr. Emeka, I have no intention of majoring in design for the time being."
"Miss Si, just promise me." Emeka said earnestly, "Your talent in design is very outstanding. It would be a pity not to study in depth."
"Mr. Emeka, I'm really sorry." Si Fuqing said euphemistically, "I became a disciple very early on, and there is no such thing as two apprenticeships in the field of design."
"I approve of your design, but my teacher will be unhappy."
"You have been a teacher for a long time?" Emeka stared, "Then your teacher is so unqualified, how can he let you become an actor? You should shine in the design world!"
"If you follow me, within a year, oh, within half a year, I will make you a talented designer comparable to the right hand of God! This way, RM will also have a designer who can compete with Lan!"
Sang Yanqing: "..."
To be honest, Professor Xia Da and Oracle’s e-sports players have said similar things.
From the initial shock to numbness, she has become accustomed to it.
If one day suddenly no one robs her artist, she will make a fuss.
Si Fuqing raised his head: "Mr. Emeka works at RM?"
"That's right, RM is very generous. Bilan offered me a higher salary, so I went to RM." Emeka said with a dry mouth, "Come here, I will apply to the boss for more funds!"
Sang Yanqing thoughtfully gave me a glass of water: "Mr. Emeka, drink some water."
After Emeka drank the water, she became even more excited: "Good designers, movie stars and movie stars are also chasing after them. The path of acting is too tiring, you should transform into a designer."
As he said this, he was a little angry: "Who is your teacher? How could he allow you to act with such a piece of raw material? He is simply blind!"
The doorbell rang again, interrupting Emeka's long chaos.
"You guys chat." Sang Yanqing went to open the door.
When she saw the person outside the door, she stayed where she was.
Even though she knew in advance that Si Fuqing's path in designing clothes was brought by Gu Wenzhu, she still couldn't help but feel shocked after meeting this fashion godfather who had ruled the fashion industry for decades.
"Hello, you are Qingqing's agent, right?" Gu Wenzhu shook hands with Sang Yanqing, very kindly, "Thank you for your hard work."
Sang Yanqing was stunned: "No, it's not hard..."
She couldn't find any work at all.
"Qingqing, that boy Ling Yun is worried, let me come over and take a look." Gu Wenzhu walked in and shouted, "It's been more than three months since we filmed the movie, doesn't he still recognize you? I
Why did you accept such a stupid thing from him!"
"Teacher, calm down." Si Fuqing stood up and poured him a cup of tea. "It's so angry that it hurts your body."
"If he could put one-tenth of his focus on making movies on his IQ, I wouldn't be angry." Gu Wenzhu snorted coldly and took the tea.
Still his little apprentice is considerate.
Gu Wenzhu took a sip and was about to say something else when he raised his head and met the eyes of the excited Emeka.
He let out a soft "Huh" and was surprised: "Why are you here?"
He remembered Emeka, a very talented designer.
It's a pity that Lan didn't grab RM. He was quite regretful.
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