Chapter 84: Eighty-fourth Big Brother

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May is the most comfortable time for the imperial capital. It is neither cold nor hot and sunny. In addition to the seven-day long holiday on May 10th, most people choose to travel and play at this time.
However, at a time when most people had planned or had already run out of oil, Song Yunhe was so busy that he couldn't even touch his feet while eating.
Song Fenghe who opened the studio with Feng Tong has been hiding the Song family, so in addition to working in the company during the day, he has to go to the studio to work overtime after work. It began in February and has now lasted for three months. It is estimated that Long-term work patterns will continue for a long time to come.
It seems that there is still a short period of preparation for the autumn and winter fashion week in September, but the team that has just got together still needs to run in, and everyone is still young and inevitably stumbled. In addition, Song Yehe has not recruited The fitting models are getting busier.
When the Fortune 500 Top 500 was released at the end of April, a freshly-released dark horse caught the attention of a small number of people, but it did not let Song Yan and Discovery, who had no interest in finance, until May 16th When the 100th Most Valuable Global Brand in 2066 was released, Repany ranked 55th, which set off a worldwide uproar.
Song Yanhe was inevitably hit by this big wave, because it was followed by a magazine interview with the president of repany company, which was first exposed on the Internet. Although the magazine did not expose photos, it revealed the identity of the president of the new energy company. Fatherless and motherless, he grew up in China and has a keen financial sense of smell since he was a child. He graduated from a top university in China and his name is Xiao Yuanmu.
For a time, all those who knew Xiao Yuanmu but did not know Xiao Yuanmu, those who knew Song Yanhe and Xiao Yuanmu, and those who did not know Song Yuanhe and Xiao Yuanmu, even whether they knew Song Yuanhe or not, all swarmed together. Come and ask him about Xiao Yuanmu.
Founded in September last year, it successfully went public in less than six months, squeezed into the wealth rankings in just ten months, and ranked 55th in the research calculations of global authoritative market research companies, which is simply amazing.
Among them, the response of the Song family was the most violent. Not to mention Song Guochao, even Song Yunlin could not help but call Song Yunhe and asked him if the president of Re was really Xiao Yuanmu.
Song Kunhe in the studio is hands-free. She keeps cutting hands and repeats the dialogue process that has been asked countless times by countless people since this morning.
"do not know."
"The company was founded in September, when Xiao Shenglin was still in the country, it should not be him."
"There are so many people with the same name and the same name, and the magazine is in English. It may not be the same word in translation, and I am not sure if it is Xiao Yuanmu."
"I said a long time ago that I broke up with him, and we naturally have no contact now."
"I didn't say I was definitely not him, I just said I wasn't clear."
"Brother, I still have something to do with it."
Song Yanhe put down the tools in his hand, shut down the machine before the next phone rang, and then continued to work with peace of mind. There will be several fitting models to interview at five o'clock, and now he has no time to deal with these things.
Feng Tong knocked on the door twice, and after receiving the affirmation of Song Yonghe, he quickly opened the door and closed it quickly, blocking the sight of the others in the studio.
"I have a hunch. I don't have to worry about the oss of various brand magazines not accepting invitations during the fashion week in September."
Song Zheng and his head were not raised, and he gave a perfunctory sound, apparently not even listening to what he was saying.
Feng Tong smiled when he saw this. He had only teased a word, and the purpose of coming in was not that, so he quickly switched to him to discuss the preparation of this season's clothing.
When they talked about work, they utterly forgot about themselves. They didn't remember the passage of time. They stopped when someone outside knocked on the door. Song Yehe called and looked at the time. He raised his hand to give Feng Tong a look. .
At 6.27, nearly an hour and a half have passed since Song Yan and the scheduled interview time for the model.
The knocker came in carefully and probed in, and said, "Mr. Song, there was a model who just left because of the schedule. Would you like to come out and interview them now?"
"Who's gone?" Song Yanhe asked as he picked up the interview materials.
The man whispered a name. It was the one in Song Xihe who received the information that met his requirements most, and the one with the deepest qualifications and the best value.
In the face of a designer who has not yet achieved any work, this model with a small status is somewhat normal. In the industry's hidden rules, not only designers choose models, models also choose designers, just such a two-way selection When they reached their peak in the industry, designers took the initiative.
However, at this time, Song Xunhe was just a little newcomer with little background and no famous school experience.
Feng Tong turned his head to Song Yihe and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't watch the time, so you missed the interview."
"It's okay." Song Zheng and shook his head: "I have watched his catwalk videos and model cards. The temperament does not conform to my design. You let other people go to the dressing room. I'll take a look."
The last sentence was the one who ordered the knocker, who hesitated for a moment before closing the door.
Feng Tong's eyes hide a worry: "Do you really think Nicholas is inappropriate?"
"Really."
Song Zhihe knows what Feng Tong and the front desk assistant just thought, and no doubt feels that Nicholas is already the best choice for the models who are willing to cooperate with him at the moment. He just said that for the sake of comprehensiveness.
But the fact is not the case. When he looked at the model card, he also felt that Nicholas and his clothes were consistent. But the model card was no better than the video. After all, what he was going to fight was not the hard photo level but the t in September. The debut show.
In the video, Nikola ’s aura did not even have a tenth of the model card. When Song Ye and the model card looked, they felt that Nicholas was barely able to put on his clothes. Now he knows that the momentum has weakened so much, he Instead of optimistic about him, I just felt that it was better to meet a real person and make a decision.
But even if the real person was gone now, he didn't feel any regret.
Feng Tong knows that Song Yanhe is not stubborn. Hearing his answer, he knows that he really thinks that way, but because of this, Feng Tong is even more worried: "Hehe, I know that the current model interviewed may be as you wish The models have a certain distance, but I guarantee that this distance will disappear after our debut show, and now you may be able to lower your requirements slightly, after all, September is not far away. "
Song Yanhe got up with the materials, and patted Feng Tong's shoulder with a smile, and said, "I have something in mind, rest assured."
...
The interview room is also a fitting room with a catwalk. At this time, there are five models waiting. Most of them are newcomers who have just entered the industry. So even after waiting so long, they did not show strong dissatisfaction, just some. Impatience on the face is still difficult to hide.
Song Yanhe quickly swept through each of them, and soon got their physical data, went in and picked a few clothes and handed them to the five, saying, "You go and try."
The five looked at each other, and saw Song Yan and the sofa sitting in front of the stage T didn't mean to talk any more, and hesitated to enter the dressing room.
Before a model opened the curtain and stepped out, Song Ye and his eyes lifted, with one hand resting on the sofa arm with chin, one hand holding a pen, and said lightly: "The first dressing room No. 3 comes out, follow 3, 5, 1, 1, 4 , 2 in the order. "
The leg stretcher retracted his leg, and the model in the middle dressing room opened the curtain and came out.
Song Kun and his chin lifted slightly, looking at the person from the bottom up, his gaze was straightforward and with a slight scrutiny, but his temperament was too lazy and calm, just sitting in such a simple way, with a focused look and a serious look Extra sexy.
"You're hot?" Song Yanhe put his hand on his chin and sat up straight to the model who had reached the forefront of the runway. He said lightly, "I'm still too nervous."
"Not hot." The model raised her hand, realizing that the scene was down again, and lowered her eyes and whispered, "The first interview was a bit nervous."
Song Yan and raised his eyebrows, looking away from his nowhere to rest, fell on the data, and said: "The name is seventeen, seventeen years old, currently studying in the second year of high school, you are sure that you can take leave to fly with us in September y Country? "
"Of course!" Seventeen eyes brightened, and his mouth grinned involuntarily, revealing two little tiger teeth, "I can definitely take time off!"
Song Yanhe glanced at him again, before looking back at his ears, nodded his head, and said, "No. 5."
The seventeen standing on the stage was down for a moment, and he looked gleefully lowered in an instant. He opened his mouth and seemed to want to say something, and finally left the stage and waited quietly.
The following models came out one by one. No matter who they saw, Song Ye and his face did not change at all. Until several people stood in a row waiting for the result, he slowly said: "When Zhang Yang was walking, The hand is too stiff. William can usually look in the mirror to practice his expression. He is very inexperienced in walking on the 17th step. When he reaches the top, he forgets his original posture. This is a taboo ... "
Song Yanhe mercilessly pointed out the shortcomings of each of the five people, and then announced in their increasingly embarrassed faces: "Seventeenth month next month on the 15th to participate in the next interview, Thank you, everyone, for participating in today's interview. "
Except for the first seventeen people, the expressions of the other four were very bad, probably the expressions of Song Yan and from beginning to end were too calm, and even when they raised their shortcomings, they did not change at all. The appearance of the model made some young and vigorous models dissatisfied.
One of them did not hold back: "Can I know why the five of us left seventeen? As far as I know, he was the last one in the industry, only three months, and you just said that he lacked experience, He made a big mistake when he stepped on the stage. Why did he just leave him and ruled out the four of us? "
Song Ye and Wen Yan glanced at Seventeen, saw his nervous look, and asked, "What do you think you stand out from among the five?"
Seventeen froze a bit, and licked his lips nervously: "I like this dress. When I wear it, I feel that every detail is special to my heart. I, I think it is because of this ..."
Song Yan and Gou Lip looked at the model just before, saying: "Seventeen has no experience, but he knew the clothes on him before wearing clothes, and loved the clothes he was wearing. On the stage, your first element is Show the clothes you wear, but you do n’t even know how to show them, and how to make the audience like this dress. Of course, I did n’t choose him because of this.

"What is that?" Seventeen opened his eyes wide and asked expectantly.
Song Yan glanced at him, and turned around when he reached his mouth, and said lightly, "The result has already come out, and you can leave."
Several other people took back the angry expression on Song Ye when they said they didn't even understand the clothes. At this time, they no longer bothered and turned away when they heard him say this.
When I walked outside, I said, "I really thought that I was a well-known designer, but he was still picky about us. There are so many new designers in the fashion anniversary year, and there will be a splash in a few years. It may also be September Fashion Week. Not many people knew them when I went back and returned. From his eyes, he can see that his success rate is scary. Poor Teacher Feng may have to be dragged by him. "
The speaker did not deliberately keep his voice down, and there was no barrier to closing the door in the future. Every sentence was clearly heard in Song Xihe's ears.
Shi Shiwenyan looked at Song Xunhe in a perplexity, as if trying to determine whether he was angry.
After noticing the sight of Seventeen, Song Xun and his eyes looked at him, and they just collided with him. Seventeen took a step back immediately, his face turned red instantly, all the way to the ears, and he dared not say a word.
Song Yan and frowns glanced at him from top to bottom.
Perhaps it was too obvious to look at the review. Seventeen's originally red face cooled a little bit, and then gradually became white under Song Yan and the eyebrows that became more and more wrinkled, and his expression was squinting.
"What are you thinking?"
He hasn't been with adolescent children for a long time, Song Yehe is really hard to guess the idea of ​​a 17-year-old child, and began to think about whether he has left school for a long time, causing him to forget that he is not too far away In your high school memory, haven't there been children like Seventeen who are blushing, shy and frightened.
"I ... I still want to ask you." Seventeen hesitantly stared up at Song Xihe's eyes, his eyes trembled before he settled, his mouth narrowed and hesitated, and he finally asked: "You choose my What's the reason? "
Seeing his expression, Song Yunhe said, "Because you have this expression now."
Hearing that, "Ah" sounded seventeen.
Song Yanhe opened the door and said lightly, "You don't have to wait for the interview on the 15th. You will start training directly at me tomorrow. Your steps and postures will be trained. Those people said that when I have poor vision, you are not Are you willing, as long as you can meet my requirements, after four months, your soaring fame will let them swallow back what they say. "
After speaking, he turned away without looking back.
Seventeen looked at the back of Song Yong and went away. I didn't know what I thought about. The light in his eyes became brighter and brighter. Until he disappeared into sight, he turned to cover his mouth and laughed, a pair of glittering eyes inlaid On the shy and handsome face, it is particularly eye-catching.
As soon as Song Yehe entered the office, he was blocked by Zhou Nan, who did n’t know when he came. He stopped Song Yehe and started to vomit bitter water: "Brother, what do you do when your phone is turned off! Do you know what your father and your brother are? Auntie and all my parents know you and me, all of them are calling me! I have one afternoon, do you know how I spent this afternoon! I have a hard time dating Yu Yan. Originally I wanted to talk about Tian Shun's compound, all of which were destroyed by the phone call to you. Maybe Yu Yan thought that it was my old lover who called me. At that time, I wouldn't know how to explain it! "
"You talk, Song Er, you talk." Zhou Nan took the juice sent by the assistant and drank: "You talk about it, what a crime to disturb someone in the end!"
Song Yanhe put the information in his hand on the table, bent over, picked up the mobile phone on the sofa, and was about to turn on. Zhou Nan stopped him again and said, "Don't blame my brother, I won't remind you, don't say it is me, just Even Linzi and a few people who often went out to party with us had their mobile phones exploded. They were asking Xiao Yuanmu about it. At this time, you might be swallowed by those people.
As soon as Zhou Nan's cell phone rang, he glanced at the caller ID and handed it to Song Ye and in front of him. He made a gesture to him before answering the call.
"Well, uncle, right, right, I'm Zhou Nan."
"Song Ye and He, he is a good friend of mine, but I don't know where he is. I and he are not friends or conjoined babies."
"I didn't make a fool of myself, really, I really do n’t know, I do n’t even know about Xiaoyuan Mu. I ca n’t find him, how to ask him, okay, when I get the first-hand news Mass sending, ah no, it's a message to you, okay, goodbye. "
Hanging up the phone, Zhou Nan muted the phone, tossed aside and exhaled, "You must give me the bottle of Bordeaux, and send it to me tomorrow."
Song Yun and Yun laughed, "You came here to see my wine?"
"Of course not." Zhou Nan said: "There is compensation for interrupting my date."
Song Yan and his uncle gave him a glance, Zhou Nan shook his head, and sighed: "I guess you have to go home today. Today your dad called my dad and let me find you quickly. I have been vague for a long time. Go back and you can't hide things in this studio. "
"I know." Song Yan and his eyes stayed on the startup page, waiting to display the home screen. However, the mobile phone that always turned on quickly did not enter the home screen at this time, and waited for about half a minute.
For the first time, Song Yehe saw the red bubbles on various social software, Zhou Nan stretched his neck and saw it. He couldn't help laughing.
Song Zhenghe ignored him, and just deleted the social software to delete it directly. However, it was determined that the uninstallation hadn't had time, and the screen became a waiting call interface.
The above number is Song Yanhe, who is familiar with it. This is the host number of Song Zhai. Generally, only Song Yansong will be called by this phone.
"grandfather?"
Song Yansong heard the phone call paused, looked at the Song Guochao and the Song Jiabao family who were next to each other, looked back and said lightly, "Where are you?"
"I'm in a friend's studio now, what's wrong?" Song Yan and Mingzhi asked.
"Your mobile phone was turned off in the afternoon, and family members are very worried about you. I also want to ask you about Xiao Yuanmu. If your friend's studio is okay, come back for dinner."
After hanging up the phone, Song Yehe looked at it, it was already more than seven o'clock. Generally, Song Zhai's dinner time was 6.15 pm. It seems that Xiao Yuanmu's company really remembered the uproar in the Song family.
"This is not just the Song family." Zhou Nan said: "The whole circle, not just Hua Guo, it should be said that the whole world is paying attention to this matter. The storm set off by your ex boyfriend is a tornado according to the level."
Song Zheng and Lu Xuan gave him a look: "You sure that it is Xiao Yuanmu?"
"Of course it is him, who else besides him?" Zhou Nan said: "As long as I know him, I have already guessed, what do you plan to say over your house? Never before, only he has new energy resources for research and development, this one The cake does not say which family, it should be said that every country wants to eat a bite. As an ex-boyfriend, you have an absolute advantage. You won the list for Song, and you will have to sit in that position if you want to sit in the future. "
Knowing that Zhou Nan was worried that he was also vaguely reminding him, Song Yehe patted his shoulder and said, "Relax."
Zhou Nan grabbed his shoulder and teased, "You talk about it, what do you feel after discovering that your ex-boyfriend flew Huang Tengda as soon as they broke up with you?"
"Otherwise, what do you think about the ex-boyfriend you left behind?" Song Yonghe looked at him sideways, took the car key on the table, and walked out.
"Painful and happy." Zhou Nan caught up with him and whispered, "What about you?"
Song Yunhe: "Nothing."
"This is a lie." Zhou Nan arched his waist, insincerely: "Maybe hey, maybe someone will mention the ex-boyfriend who made him struggling when the magazine is published, and everyone will laugh at that time. You have no eyes, I can explain a sentence or two for you. "
"How to explain?" Song Yanhe didn't hold back his lips, and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Anyone invited you to a magazine?"
"Excessive Song Er!" Zhou Nan smiled and cursed, and still had an unscrupulous expression on his face: "Speaking of Xia, I urgently need to know how my ex-boyfriend feels about his ex-boyfriend. Yu Yan's side can't attack for a long time, I always feel separated I haven't known him for so long. Give my brother some experience so that he can have a good relationship. "
Song Xun stepped in a footstep and said lightly, "Don't hire someone if you don't really like them."
"Slumped-what did you say from Song Er?"
Zhou Nan's eyes widened in surprise for a long time. He didn't respond until he drove the car and sprayed his face with a sigh of exhalation. He stunned: "The sun is coming out to the west. What kind of is Xiao Yuanmu? It wasn't after breaking up that I discovered that I love you. "
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