Xu Chuan watched the local news in the past two days, and there were shooting cases almost every day. However, impersonating a police officer in broad daylight is definitely a vicious case, and the Los Angeles Police Department will never let it go.
"Oh my god, what happened?" The three women who heard the gunshots lowered their heads subconsciously.
Xu Chuan slowed down the car and said, "It's okay, the crossfire line won't extend here." There seemed to be MP5 in the gunshots. This was probably SWAT involved. Could it be that they were passing by so quickly? Then the two people were still there.
It's really unlucky.
"Well, with all due respect, the oil fields in Libiya where I work would not have so many shooting incidents every day." Xu Chuan complained, but he seemed to have forgotten that the ones used there were all large-caliber machine guns and mortars.
He has cut off the cannons and those around him who dared to cause trouble as if they were leeks, and the newcomers are still in the development stage.
"You still have an oil field?" Well, these women's concerns were completely different from his own. Xu Chuan looked back at them, "To be precise, it's not the same."
The car stopped at the door of a building, which is the office and studio of RUNWAY magazine in Hollywood. This top comprehensive fashion magazine has been published for more than a century. It is headquartered in New York and has published more than a dozen editions around the world.
"The destination has been reached. If you are satisfied with it, please give it a five-star rating." Xu Chuan stopped the car and turned around, joking.
Sheila held his face and kissed him directly, causing Raviberry on the side to roll her eyes.
"My dear, we are on the twelfth floor. After you park your car, remember to come up." If Ravi hadn't dragged her along, this woman would have wanted to be tired of it for a while longer.
"Don't worry, I can find you." After that, Xu Chuan parked the car, and after thinking about it, he took out the Glock 19 in the holster from his bag and put it away from his waist. He thought it was better to be careful. No need.
I'm worried that he has already obtained a concealed carry license, and except for the illegal gun, everything else is legal.
He didn't go upstairs directly, but walked around. It was almost afternoon, and he found a shop selling barbecued meats on the street. 'Don't these women want to eat?'
After chatting with the Cantonese boss for a while, Xu Chuan packed up a large bag of barbecued pork and roasted pork, and ordered a few pairs of chopsticks to eat while walking. The taste was pretty good, but the price was almost a hundred dollars, which was really not cheap.
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Xila has already started shooting. She basically poses in various poses according to the photographer's requirements, leaving little room for herself to express herself.
In the studio, there was basically the sound of photographers and camera shutters, and a young lady who looked like an assistant rushed in like a storm, "Winston, Miranda is almost here."
The photographer named Winston almost threw the camera on the ground, "What? Shouldn't she be in New York?"
"Her assistant just sent me a message. The decision she made this morning is now almost downstairs." The assistant jumped anxiously, "I can't control you anymore. I still have a lot of things to sort out.
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"God, what is this woman going to do?" Miranda Presley is known as the devil in the fashion industry. Her work is more stringent than anyone imagined. People present have to wonder if she is.
Is there something I didn't do that she asked me to do?
If that's the case, it will be troublesome, and it is very likely that all the work done some time ago will have to be redone.
The photographer calmed down. In fact, he was the one who took the photos. Those who did the styling and design were the ones who had the biggest headache. "Let's finish taking these pictures first." She said, even if it was a fault, it would be retaken.
Miranda has arrived downstairs, and the whole building is in a state of panic. Her assistant Angelia is following behind. Looking at all the employees hurriedly away from Miranda, she can't help but think of the scene during her interview half a year ago. The same thing happened
showed up early and was in the same mess.
The two of them entered the elevator, but no one else who was also waiting for the elevator planned to come in. 'Ah, the intimidation of this female devil is really too strong.'
The elevator door slowly closed, "Wait, wait." One foot got stuck in the middle of the elevator door. Angelia looked up. She wanted to see who was so bold, or how dumbfounded the other person was after seeing Miranda.
, that should be fun.
"Fortunately, I caught up." Of course, the visitor was Master Xu, who was still chewing barbecued pork and carrying two large bags of coffee. To Angelia's expectation, the Asian didn't care about Miranda sunglasses at all.
The look behind him was blocking the elevator door and looking at the people waiting for the elevator outside, "Why don't you come up?"
"Okay." Xu Chuan looked at the expressions of these people who were eating shit and laughing at him. He knew that these two people in the elevator might be some big shot, but it was none of his business. He turned around and looked at it, and then said
The barbecued pork almost spit out.
The elevator slowly went up and stopped two floors in the middle. However, when people outside saw Miranda, they all apologized and walked away, so no one dared to come up.
Xu Chuan scratched his hair and said, "It's so embarrassing. What do you think of a little old lady?" He said it out loud, but it didn't matter because he spoke in Chinese.
Miranda's aura is very strong, but what Young Master Xu is best at is destroying these things. After all, no one can maintain the so-called aura in front of a person who eats roasted meat.
"Ahem," Angelia coughed twice, wanting to remind the young man in front of her that she already felt that her boss was about to explode.
"Well, you don't need to pay attention to me, I'm just a food delivery guy." Xu Chuan looked up at the other party and said, "Wow, Anne Hathaway at this age is really beautiful in her prime."
Although aesthetics is very personal and subjective, there is a type of person in this world who can make everyone, male or female, feel good-looking.
The 12th floor was quickly reached. The destination of both parties turned out to be the same floor. The elevator door opened but no one moved. Xu Chuan stretched out his hand and said, "Ma'am, please go first."
Miranda just stepped out of the elevator, stepping on her high heels and walking two meters away. All the employees in the office were sitting in their seats obediently.
Xu Chuan looked around and asked, 'Where are they filming?'
Miranda walked directly to the studio, turned back to Angelia and said, "Check where he is from?"
Angelia looked surprised, "Didn't he say he was a food delivery guy?"
"OK, maybe only where you live there are people delivering food wearing Versace's haute couture of the season." Miranda looked at the assistant without any expression, but her eyes said everything, that was contempt.
"Ah? I didn't pay attention." Angelia's eyes widened. As an editor-in-chief assistant of a top fashion magazine, it was really inappropriate for her to not pay attention to a person's clothes. However, her attention at that time was all on the food in his hand.
On, ah, talking about this, she felt so hungry.
"Winston, please stop." Miranda came to the studio and immediately asked the photographer to stop the ongoing shooting.
Miranda greeted Sheila warmly first. It was a win-win situation for both parties if celebrities appeared in magazines. You must know that in the 1980s and 1990s, it was impossible for celebrities to appear on the covers of magazines.
People at that time looked at celebrities in the same way as people today look at traffic, full of contempt, and Miranda was the first person to put celebrities in magazines.
"Sela, please take a rest first. I need to re-discuss the shooting style of this season with my team. Don't worry, I won't waste too much of your time." Miranda's words meant that all the previous work was in vain.
, I guess the designers are already thinking about dying.