Vol. 370 The Triple Invitation

"I am, yes, fashion editor-at-large..."

"I know, isn't it written on your business card? I know English..."

Qin Guan is also very strange, why is the person on the other side so excited? He didn't do anything either?

How can you not be excited, how can you not scream exaggeratedly, how can you not be like other models, so nervous that you can't breathe?

Before William could say what he wanted to say, he was choked on the spot by Qin Guan's next words.

"Are you looking for me to shoot the first cover or the back cover? How is the payment calculated?"

With his trembling fingers, William just wanted to lift them up, but they hang down feebly. Forget it, why talk so much nonsense with a foreigner who doesn't know the situation.

"Based on the New York Fashion Week this time, the magazine made an event to gather outstanding models who were active in the fashion week, take a group photo, and appear in the latest issue of the magazine in an octavo-folded fashion. "

"Strive to distinguish yourself from other competitors in the latest issue of the weekly magazine. The reward is a symbolic fare. You may not know it? Let me tell you..."

"Okay, as long as the shooting time does not conflict, I will be there..."

"Success...success..." William, who still wanted to show off a few more words, was speechless with Qin Guan. Just when he was about to say something to save himself, there was a voice behind him that disgusted him. Another irritated voice.

"Yo? That's right, William. I haven't seen you for a few days and you've become an editor? What's the matter? This is to give a newcomer who doesn't know the rules a blow?"

Look at what this sentence said, sarcasm and digging a hole to run, and by the way, he also gave Qin Guan some eye drops.

The red-haired William had a ferocious face, and Qin Guan, who had been facing him calmly, couldn't help but take a step back. William didn't even need to turn his head to know who was behind him, that bitch Richard!

That's right, according to the original plan made with Qu Xuemei, Richard came to invite Qin Guan in person. If this matter is not handled properly, the witch will come back from Asia immediately.

Both belonging to the top five fashion magazines in the United States, Vogue and Vogue can be traced back many years ago. The old brand was founded in 1972, and was accidentally picked down by Vogue, which rose later.

Since then, the red dust has been rolling, the other party is driving a Ferrari, while the other side is a conservative four-wheeled carriage, and the distance between them is getting wider and wider.

This year's fashion week, the editor-in-chief rarely thought of such a good idea. As a result, he met the disgusting Richard, the most loyal running dog of vogue, who was in the wind under the influence of the song devil. raw water.

William held his unyielding head high, but unfortunately, his height of only 160+ did not show his majesty and might at all, but added a little bit of humor to himself.

Richard grinned. He was born as a Texas cowboy, and he was so tall that most Americans would feel ashamed.

He squatted down suddenly in a wicked manner, compared his head with his hands, and then waved to William.

"Look, I'll take care of you. The distance was too far just now, and neither of us can communicate well."

The corners of the red-haired William's mouth pouted, and the blood vessels on the side of his temples were protruding. He gritted his molars and turned his head, ignoring Richard's existence, and threw a hasty notice to Qin Guan.

"See you at the end of October...I'll give you a call..."

Without speculating, Richard patted the loose dirt on his trouser legs, looked at William who left in a state of embarrassment, and clasped his fists at Qin Guan with a smile: "Strong man, kill Richard again!"

This is the way to say hello taught by some brat, Qin Guan looked at Richard opposite with a black line, and didn't know how to communicate with him for a moment.

But Richard didn't care, and meticulously followed up with a whole set of ways of greeting the Chinese.

He bent one knee, and alternately brushed the edge of his trouser legs twice with both hands. One hand was hanging on the side of his body, and the other hand was stretched forward, doing a standard Qing Dynasty TV series greeting the master. pose.

"Grandfather! Hello!"

Pfft... who taught this...

At this time, Qin Guan naturally didn't know Richard's identity, but when this strong man announced his family name, Qin Guan suddenly understood in seconds.

"I'm Richard from Vogue. This is my business card. I don't know if I have time on the weekend. I would like to invite you to shoot the inside pages of our magazine."

Clean and tidy, not sloppy vogue style, quite a bit of Qu Xuemei's work style.

"Okay, let me know when the time comes." It seems that they are acquaintances, Qin Guan didn't talk nonsense, and asked while taking the business card: "Is it the editor-in-chief who asked you to find me?"

"How do you know?" Richard looked surprised, and wanted to take a step away from the bottom of his feet. Could it be that people who are with the witch have their own magic power?

"Well, because a top fashion magazine with the number one sales in the United States, it is impossible for a model without any top endorsement, or an Asian, to occupy an exclusive page in the magazine's inner pages."

"I think someone from within you must have recommended me, but I only know Qu Xuemei, the person in charge of Vogue Asia."

Having said that, Richard nodded again and again, directly acknowledging what Qin Guan said.

"So thank you, thank you for the new Qu Xuemei's vision, I think your relationship must be very good."

Well, of course, it’s so good that I don’t have her, Richard smiled awkwardly, but admired Qu Xuemei’s vision from the bottom of his heart, no wonder she is the most favored editor, not one of them.

Qin Guanzhi's beauty can only be felt when he stands in front of his eyes intuitively.

Richard was very happy when he left, maybe he would really borrow the wind from Qu Xuemei.

Qin Guan smiled slightly, and put his jacket on his shoulders. There were only pale street lights on the back streets. It seemed that his fashion door in New York was slowly opening to him.

The taxi stand on the street was waving to him, when suddenly a girl with cute little freckles popped out from a hidden corner.

"You... hello..."

The tiny mosquito-like sound made Qin Guan think he was hallucinating.

A slightly trembling hand held a shapeless business card that was about to be squeezed, "This... this is my business card..."

Qin Guan smiled slightly, and took the business card that was almost drenched in sweat.

"I am the... editor of nylon magazine... I have seen every show you have in Fashion Week, I think you are very capable, I like it very much..."

"So, so I wonder if you have time this week? We'd like to ask you to shoot the cover of our magazine..."

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