Chapter 289: Yang Huan, you are dead!

　　 "Wow, hurry up, take a picture!"
　　
　　Somewhere in the show, the four people, Qin Yongming, who were not paying attention, saw Yang Huan reaching out to pat Christopher Bailey's shoulder through the gap in the crowd.
　　
　　 This immediately made Master Qin Da!
　　
　　 "This kid is dead, look, he is so intimate!" Qin Yongming shouted in his heart with excitement.
　　
　　 Qian Duoduo squinted his fleshy eyes, "I recognize it. The one sitting next to Yang Huan seems to be Burberry's chief designer. What is Bailey's name."
　　
　　 "These two guys are too passionate, I suspect there is a problem!" Wang Sen was very conspiracy theory guessing.
　　
　　 From their perspective, the two of them are actually a bit tired of shoulder-to-shoulder.
　　
　　 This scene is indeed very emotional.
　　
　　 "Oh, yes, that guy is a bend!" Qian Duoduo suddenly thought.
　　
　　Qin Yongming and the three of them were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Qian Duoduo.
　　
　　 "Isn't it?"
　　
　　 "Yang Huan is hugging Yi Wanwan?"
　　
　　 "What does that mean? Could it be..."
　　
　　 Qin Yongming nodded in excitement, and pointed to the three attendants in front of him, "It can't be wrong, this kid must be a twist!"
　　
"The more you think about it, the more you think it makes sense. Think about it. In the MV of Lin Yoona he made, there is an unconcealable passion. Damn, I laughed when I saw it. I thought it was normal. How can a big man make such a MV?"
　　
　　 The words of a lot of money were immediately accepted by everyone.
　　
　　 "Yes, look, he and that Christopher Bailey are so intimate, there must be a problem with the two!"
　　
　　 "Maybe wait for the sky thunder to stir the fire and go straight upstairs to open a room!"
　　
　　 Qin Yongming is excited now.
　　
　　 He never thought that Yang Huan turned out to be a bend.
　　
　　 Then this game is fun!
　　
　　 You think, how could the old dealer marry his precious granddaughter to Yi Wanwan?
　　
　　 "Haha, this kid deserves it, he's not dead, you don't like so many beauties, but you prefer a man!"
　　
　　 Qin Yongming couldn't help but smile triumphantly, "Hey, Wang Sen, have you photographed it yet?"
　　
　　Wang Sen immediately handed over the phone, "It's all taken, Dashao Qin, look, my photography skills are good."
　　
　　 Qin Yongming took it over and took a look. It turned out to be an Apple Kidney machine. The effect of this photo is still leveraged.
　　
　　 There are a lot of photos taken by Wang Sen. Qin Yongming felt that some of them couldn't reflect the passion of the two well, so he simply deleted them, and the rest were photos that looked extremely intimate.
　　
　　 Not to mention that they now believe that Yang Huan is Wanwan, even ordinary people, when they see these photos, they must all react like this.
　　
　　 Compared with the wonderful photos on the mobile phone, the jerseys and T-shirts worn by the players and models on the T stage, which were designed by famous designers, could not attract Qin Yongming's attention.
　　
　　 All his thoughts fell on Yang Huan, especially when he saw him discussing something with Norman Foster, when the two seemed to get together again, he immediately snapped a few more pictures.
　　
　　 "The taste is really heavy, and the old man in his seventies will not let it go. It's so desolate!"
　　
　　 Qin Yongming laughed loudly. With these photos in hand, I see how your kid is not robbing me!
　　
　　 Yang Huan, this time you are dead!
　　
　　The fashion show in Southampton was very short, but the response was very enthusiastic and the response was great.
　　
　　 Judging from the reactions of this group of reporters, fans and guests at the scene, they all felt that the jersey could be designed like this, and it would be the end.
　　
　　 But the jersey is still a jersey in the end, there is no way to design it as you want, like fashion, there are definitely more.
　　
　　 But in any case, Southampton spent hundreds of thousands of pounds to hire someone to design, which is worthy of recognition.
　　
　　 At the very least, these jerseys shouldn’t be weird to wear them on the street.
　　
After walking through the runway and the show, Yang Huan acted as the host and invited all the guests, fans and reporters present to eat on the second floor of the hotel, but Qin Yongming and the four did not have such a mood. They quickly found an opportunity and secretly Slipped away.
　　
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　　 The next day, Burren Law Firm, City of London.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing sat in the office, looking at the computer monitor.
　　
　　 opened the news page, is reporting the fashion show in Southampton last night, there are many photos.
　　
　　Although the Community Shield Cup is about to start, this show still attracted the attention of many media and reporters.
　　
　　 This is the first time in football circles, there must be some support and some doubts.
　　
　　 In these photos, Zhuang Ziqing saw Yang Huan.
　　
　　 The two people sitting next to Yang Huan only knew Norman Foster, and the other seemed familiar, but didn't.
　　
　　 She also received an invitation last night, Yang Huan even planned to pick her up, but she still had things to do and couldn’t go.
　　
　　Think about it, it's really a little regretful!
　　
　　 "But, it's still a success!" Zhuang Ziqing pursed her mouth and muttered to herself with a smile.
　　
　　 is definitely not comparable to those world famous brands, or even to some big brands.
　　
　　 This is the first time for Southampton, and it is a very good start.
　　
　　From a woman’s aesthetic point of view, Zhuang Ziqing feels that this jersey has been designed very well, and within her acceptable range, I believe others will not resist it.
　　
　　 But compared with fashion, it’s definitely not enough.
　　
　　 closed this page and entered the news website.
　　
　　 The entire news site is watching the upcoming Community Shield Cup game.
　　
　　 This event has been hailed as an outpost of the Premier League and has always been tepid.
　　
　　 But now, with the duel between Southampton and Manchester United, this Community Shield has received a lot of attention.
　　
　　 As always, Manchester United took the initiative to start a war of words before the game.
　　
　　 Ferguson, Rooney and other coaches and players, one by one, came forward to criticize Southampton.
　　
　　 Southampton is not to be outdone, coach Bielsa did not stand up, but the team's senior Sun Yue counterattacked, and even believe that the biggest cancer of Manchester United in recent years is Ferguson.
　　
　　 This is undoubtedly picking Ferguson's reverse scale, so the British national treasure coach made a counterattack overnight.
　　
　　 Now, the whole of Britain is boiling up and down.
　　
　　 Ferguson's war of words has always been a highlight of the Premier League game.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing smiled, Sun Yue's words are a bit like Yang Huan's tone.
　　
　　 The look when Yang Huan said these words came to her mind, it must be very interesting.
　　
　　 can't help but want to laugh!
　　
　　 Just then, the door of the office was knocked.
　　
　　 Fengjiu came in holding a large bunch of flowers.
　　
　　 "Miss, someone will give you flowers again!"
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing stared at the monitor without raising her head, just hummed, "Leave it aside."
　　
　　 "Don't you see who delivered it?" Feng Jiu asked again.
　　
　　 "Well, look at it later, let's let it go!" Zhuang Ziqing replied perfunctorily.
　　
　　 It's been a little bit recently. If it were earlier, she would receive many flowers almost every day.
　　
　　 If you have to check every time you receive a bouquet, how can there be time for work?
　　
　　 "Why don't I just throw it away?" Feng Jiu suggested with a smile.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing nodded, "Well, yes, you can figure it out!"
　　
　　 "Oh!" Feng Jiu turned around and was about to leave, but just after taking a step, looking back, he laughed when he saw Zhuang Ziqing was still watching the news.
　　
　　 "Miss, do you want to keep the card?"
　　
　　 "No need!" Zhuang Ziqing still did not look up.
　　
　　 "What about the ticket?"
　　
"no thanks!"
　　
"Oh!"
　　
　　 Fengjiu continued to walk towards the office door, but he was snickering in his heart.
　　
　　 "Wait." Zhuang Ziqing looked up now, "What ticket?"
　　
　　 Fengjiu immediately turned around and took out an envelope from the flowers, "Now, there are still a few tickets for the Community Shield Cup."
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing was taken aback for a moment, and then he thought of something, and suddenly blushed.
　　
　　 walked out of the desk, walked quickly in front of Feng Jiu, and gave her an angry look.
　　
　　 Fengjiu is laughing, this young lady in her own family is just nonchalant. No
　　
　　 snatched the envelope and took it out, and it turned out that it was a stack of several tickets.
　　
　　 I took the card again, and there was nothing written on it, so I wrote a line in crooked Chinese.
　　
　　 "I'll let someone come to pick you up at noon, happy!"
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing smiled shyly, her appearance was unspeakable and charming.
　　
　　 took the flowers from Feng Jiu's hand in one hand, walked back to his desk, sat down, bowed his head and sniffed, it smells good!
　　
　　 "Miss, didn't you say you want to throw it away?"
　　
　　 Why do you still smell so vigorously?
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing gave her a blank look, but smiled and did not answer.
　　
"This person is really maddening than people. They are all flowers, and they are all bought by the same flower shop. How can some people send them and throw them directly in the trash can, but some people are just as precious as beads. Hold it in your hand and smell it?"
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing was so red now, "Ajiu, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I tore your mouth?"
　　
　　 "I don't believe it, unless you ask your uncle for help and let Long Wu come!"
　　
　　 This girl, now even the future two words are omitted.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing was ashamed, annoyed, and happy, but she couldn't help it.
　　
　　 Just in time, the phone rang.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing thought it was Yang Huan who called, so she quickly fetched it.
　　
　　 was full of joy, but it turned out not to be, but Qin Yongming.
　　
　　 It is directly changing from sunny to cloudy.
　　
　　 "Miss, who is it? Is it our uncle?" Feng Jiu leaned over.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing shook his head, "It's Qin Yongming."
　　
　　 "Is it him?!" A strange color flashed across Feng Jiu's eyes.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing hesitated, but finally decided to answer the phone.
　　
　　 No matter what, it is always bad to offend people.
　　
　　 It doesn't matter to me, it would be bad if I made enemies for Yang Huan.
　　
　　 "Hey, Ziqing, I am Yongming."
　　
　　 "Hello, Yongming, what can I do for you?" Zhuang Ziqing asked politely.
　　
　　 "Hehe, it's okay, I happened to have something to do. I came to London and I'm downstairs in your company now."
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing was taken aback, put down the flowers in his hand, and went to look down under the office window.
　　
　　 Listening to a milky-white extended Rolls Royce, Qin Yongming is holding a bunch of flowers, standing by the car and talking on the phone, raising his head, and waving at Zhuang Ziqing in the window.
　　
　　 "Ziqing, it’s been a long time since I saw you. It’s rare for old classmates to see one another. Let’s have a meal together at noon today, and I’ll treat you to a treat. You won’t show your face, right?"
　　
　　 When he said so, Zhuang Ziqing was really embarrassed to refuse.
　　
　　 The dealer and the Qin family are family friends, although since the death of the old man, the two families have had less contact.
　　
　　 But after all, there is still such a relationship there.
　　
　　 When someone came to London, they made a special trip to invite you to dinner. Wouldn't it give you face?
　　
　　 "That's it, I'll clean up and go down." Zhuang Ziqing agreed.
　　
　　 Qin Yongming as long as she agrees, and immediately nodded with a smile, "Okay, I will wait for you downstairs!"
　　
　　 After hanging up the phone, this kid didn't forget to wave his hands vigorously at the window, not to mention how excited his expression was.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing turned around ~EbookFREE.me~ and returned to the desk with a helpless look.
　　
　　 "Miss, or, I'll send him for you?" Feng Jiu suggested.
　　
　　 Zhuang Ziqing shook her head, "No, I can handle it."
　　
　　 Feng Jiuyi thought that too, given Qin Yongming a hundred courage, he did not dare to mess with the young lady.
　　
　　 once again held up the flowers on the desk, and took a sniff again. The fragrance was refreshing.
　　
　　 "Ajiu, put it in a vase and put it on my desk!"
　　
　　 "Eh!" Feng Jiu immediately took the bunch of flowers.
　　
　　 She also kept seeing Qin Yongming unpleasantly, and felt that this kid was not a good bird.
　　
　　 Especially when he secretly sent someone to follow the young lady.
　　
　　 Although Zhuang Ziqing didn't want to offend the Qin family for such trivial matters, she still couldn't be mad at her.
　　
　　 Pursuing people, is there any pursuit so outrageous?
　　
　　 Young Master Yang Huan is also pursuing the young lady, but how nice is the person?
　　
　　 Soon, Zhuang Ziqing walked out of the changing room in the office after getting dressed.
　　
　　 was again at the flowers in the vase already on the desk, smiling from the heart.
　　
　　 "Let's go!"
　　
　　 Fengjiu nodded and quickly followed. . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the Chuangshi Chinese website "" to read and vote for the work recommended monthly pass. Your support is the biggest motivation for my continued creation!) []