Chapter 348: Backstage

In the clear sky, the Gulfstream One crossed a long tail in the sky.
"BOSS, are you still satisfied?" After finishing the whole dress, Eva said, picking up the wine glass on the table. She needed a drink to suppress.
"Not bad, continue to work hard next time." Li Zitao patted her hips.
At this moment, the turbid air in the cabin makes people have the urge to open windows and breathe.
Gardner and Lily were already asleep in the cubicle. The two were frightened in the previous game and needed a good rest.
Waiting for the plane to land in Paris, the bodyguards and cars are already waiting outside the airport. They arrived in the civil aviation half a day in advance and arranged all the trips.
"BOSS, do we have to go to the venue first?" asked Shen Qiang, who was promoted to Li Zitao's security director.
"Well." He came to see the city's fashion, but he didn't come to the hotel.
The fashion show will be held in Dior's store. During the two-day fashion show, the store will be closed.
The glass doors outside will be covered with curtains, and the chairs will be in a circle around the house, leaving only two narrow paths, one in and one out, on the inward "backstage".
There is about 2 square meters of open space in the middle, which is where the'models' show their charm.
In addition to the well-known designers, artists, and buyers of large department stores in various countries, the invited.
They always travel around famous stores all over the world, searching for the latest information and fashion, and bringing excellent products back to the company.
These buyers have great rights. It can be said that the design of many famous stores can be in the hands of department stores.
Although the final listing will be audited internally by the company, but if they can’t even see your design, what should they use to audit it?
When Li Zitao arrived, you could see that many shops on the street had their curtains pulled up.
Every year from February to March is the busiest day of the Paris Fashion Show.
But now people like to make it a ‘fashion house,’ and every famous store will hold their own fashion show in their store.
The real fashion week will not appear until the end of World War II 20 years later.
At that time, it was the rebirth of fashion and fashion. Models also began to become a formal professional identity and were accepted by people.
When he met Christian Dior, he was communicating with his designers about the appearance of models and changes in clothes.
"These clothes are like robes on her body. I want a dark, dark, oppressive Gothic style, not a nun in a monastery."
"Maybe we should change models."
"Yes, we should change—" Dior's eyes swept to Li Zitao and others who had just come in. His eyes lit up when he saw Ava.
"She, yes, it's her, what is your name." Dior pointed to Ava.
"Me?" Ava looked blank and said, ‘what the is this? ’
"Yes, who are you?" Seeing Eva's blank look, with a strange face, Dior speculated that she might not be a model to come to the fashion show.
But it doesn't matter, no one can resist the charm of banknotes.
"Want to be a model, 20 francs per hour, you will become the new darling of the fashion world, the muse in the eyes of people."
Dior completely ignored the others next to him, leaving only Ava in her eyes, a delicate three-dimensional face, a domineering and hot body, and a perfect hanger.
"Sorry, I'm not interested." Ava said decisively.
"Well, well, then we... well? What did you say?" Dior asked in surprise, he was sure he had heard it wrong.
"I said, I'm not interested, Mr. Dior." Eva smiled and introduced sideways: "My BOSS, His Excellency Charlie Lee, I am his personal secretary."
"..." Dior looked at her with regret, regret, and sad eyes, and looked at Li Zitao with a bit of ‘hostility. ’
In his opinion, Ava's condition is really perfect. She should be on the stage by nature, standing under the spotlight and then admiring and admiring everyone.
It's just that this emotion comes and goes quickly. Dior knows very well that, compared with the big guys in front of him, his condition does not have any temptations.
"Your Excellency Charlie, you are welcome to visit Dior in person. We are making final preparations. Maybe you want to visit the backstage?"
"Of course, I am very interested." He was very interested in the backstage of the model.
Dior is not surprised by this. Everyone is interested in backstage. This is the experience he learned while working in another high-end clothing store.
In the background, there are two dressing rooms separated by cloth curtains, surrounded by clothes for people to choose from.
At the moment, a hundred square meters of space is full of busy people, dressers and dress-up models.
The slightly conservative three-point formula seems to Li Zitao to have the appeal of the old era.
These models are also not like the ‘crooked melons and jujubes’ that he imagined are fair-skinned and tall.
Although there is no vest line, everyone's figure remains good.
Occasionally, there are a few elephant legs, which are ‘large models,’ specifically designed to show clothes designed for tall women with skeletons.
The newly-rising tycoons in the early 20th century~EbookFREE.me~ Most of their wives and children belong to the ‘little giant,’ which is definitely a standard ocean horse.
But the average person has no luck, Li Zitao still likes those slim and plump women.
"Your Excellency, you can enjoy your visit here. I still need to make some preparations." Dior walked away quickly after taking him into the background.
"Miss Gardner, please come here." Someone took Ava Gardner to the dressing room. Of the two dressing rooms, one of them was her exclusive ‘room. ’
"It's really unfair." A model standing in the same place, hand-changing clothes against the wall, complained: "Why are we exposed here, and she can be there."
"Don't complain, she is a Hollywood star, haven't you seen her new movie?"
"Why should I go to see, ha, this is Paris, not America."
"Vivienne, Vivienne." Dior's assistant rushed in and shouted loudly.
"Here." The girl, who was struggling to put on the skirt, shouted with her hand raised, her body leaning forward violently straight, only to see a tear on the side of the skirt and cracked.
"Oh, god, who is it, who gave it to you, god, god—" The assistant looked left and right like crazy when he saw the clothes on Vivienne.
"This is number 9, isn't it right?" Seeing the other party's appearance, Vivian asked blankly, not knowing what she did wrong.
"No. 9? You said it was No. 9, god, did you know that you put it upside down? There will be people who can't tell--oh, let it go, I can't breathe."
The assistant was suffocating, and this dress was one of the main themes of their finale, which was to be worn by Gardner.
Now, he was ruined by a little girl who was pulled temporarily.