Chapter 349

Wanli clear sky, Gulfstream 1 in the sky across a long tail.

"Boss, are you satisfied?" After finishing her clothes, EVA picked up the glass on the table and said that she needed a drink to calm her nerves.

"Not bad. Try again next time." Li Zitao slapped her on the buttocks.

At the moment, the turbid air in the cabin makes people want to open the window to breathe.

Gardner and Lily have fallen asleep in the cubicle. They were frightened in the previous game and need a good rest.

Waiting for the plane to land in Paris, bodyguards and cars have been waiting outside the airport. They arrived by civil aviation half a day in advance and arranged all the itineraries.

"Boss, shall we go to the meeting first?" Asked Shen Qiang, who was promoted to safety director of Li Zitao.

"Yes." He came to see the fashion, not to stay in a hotel.

The venue of the fashion show is in Dior's store, which will be closed during the two-day fashion show.

The glass doors outside will be covered with curtains, and the chairs will be surrounded by a circle in the house, leaving only two narrow passages in and out of the "backstage" to the inside.

There is about 2 square meters of open space in the middle, which is where the "model" shows its charm.

In addition to well-known designers, artists and buyers of large department stores from all over the world.

They always travel around the world's famous stores, searching for the latest information and fashion, and bring the best products back to the company.

These buyers have great power. It can be said that whether the design of many famous stores can appear in department stores is in their hands.

Although what will be approved by the company in the end, if they can't even see your design, what should be reviewed?

When Li Zitao arrived, we could see that there were many shops on the street with their curtains up.

The busiest day of the Paris fashion show is from February to March every year.

But now people like to call it "fashion house." every famous store will hold its own fashion show in its store.

The real fashion week will not appear until 20 years later, after the end of World War II.

That was the day when fashion and fashion came back to life, and modeling began to become a formal professional identity and was 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. What I want is Gothic sombre, dark and depressing, not nuns of the monastery."

"Maybe we should change models."

"Yes, we should change --" Dior's eyes swept to Li Zitao and others who just came in. When he saw AVA, his eyes were bright.

"She, yes, that's her. What's your name?" Dior said, pointing to Ava.

"Me?" "What the hell is this?" EVA said with a blank face

"Yes, whose are you?" Seeing Ava's bewildered look and strange face, Dior speculated that she might not be a model to attend the fashion show.

But it doesn't matter, no one can resist the charm of money.

"Do you want to be a model, 20 francs an hour, and you'll be the new favorite in fashion, the Muse in people's eyes."

Dior completely ignored the other people beside him, leaving only AVA, a delicate three-dimensional face and a domineering and fiery figure. It's a perfect hanger.

"Sorry, I'm not interested." EVA said decisively.

"Well, that's good. So we... Eh? What do you say Dior asked in surprise. He was sure he had heard it wrong.

"I said, I'm not interested, Mr. Dior." "My boss, your excellency Marquis Charles Lee, I am his personal secretary," she said with a smile

“……” Dior looked at her with regret, regret and heartache, and his eyes toward Li Zitao also had some kind of "hostility."

In his opinion, EVA's conditions were so perfect that she was born on the stage, standing in the limelight and admiring and exclaiming.

It's just that the mood comes and goes quickly. Dior knows very well that compared with the big man in front of him, his condition has no temptation.

"Mr. Charlie, welcome to Dior in person. We are making final preparations. Maybe you want to visit backstage?"

"Of course, I'm interested." He's very interested in the model backstage.

Dior was not surprised. Everyone was interested in the backstage, which was the experience he learned while working in another boutique.

In the backstage, there are two dressing rooms separated by curtains, which are covered with clothes for selection.

At the moment, the space of 100 square meters is full of busy people, dressing tables and models changing clothes.

In Li's opinion, the conservative three-point style has the appeal of the old times.

These models are not as white and tall as he imagined.Although there is no vest line, but everyone's body is maintained well.

Occasionally, there are a few elephant legs, which are "big models," which are specially designed to show the clothes designed for tall women with tall skeletons.

At the beginning of the 20th century, most of their wives and children belonged to the "little giant". They were absolutely standard ocean horses.

However, ordinary people are not happy to accept, Li Zitao still likes those slim and plump women.

"Sir, you can enjoy your visit here, and I need to do some preparation." Dior took him backstage and left quickly.

"Miss Gardner, this way, please." Someone took EVA Gardner to the dressing room, where there were two dressing rooms, one of which was her own "room."

"It's not fair." "Why are we exposed here, and she can be there?" complained one model, standing in place, changing clothes with a wall

"Don't complain. She's a Hollywood star. Haven't you seen her new movie?"

"Why should I go to see it? Ha, this is Paris, not America."

"Vivian, Vivian." Dior's assistant rushed in, shouting.

"Here it is." The girl, who was struggling to lift her skirt, raised her hand and straightened her body forward. She saw the side of the skirt "torn" and cracked.

"Oh, God, who gave it to you? My God, God -" seeing Vivian's clothes, the assistant looked around like crazy.

"This is number nine, isn't it?" See each other's appearance, Wei Wei An asks blankly, do not know what oneself do wrong.

"Nine? You said it was Size 9, God. You put it on backwards, you know? There will be people who can't tell - Oh, get out of my way, I can't breathe. "

The assistant was suffocating, and the dress was one of the themes of their finale, to be handed over to Gardner.

Now, it has been destroyed by a temporary girl.

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