Chapter 829

London, the former fashion capital, still maintains its former glory under the baptism of artillery fire.

Boutiques, fashion shops and department stores are still open, and Piccadilly square in the west end of London is the most bustling place when night falls.

Licensed Orioles stand on the street in windbreaker and bare thighs, waiting for the patronage of soldiers or cash strapped officers.

When they take out a match, they will take out a picture of themselves in front of each other.

After seeing the girl's appearance and figure, if satisfied, the two sides will reach a deal, the price is generally 3 pounds.

The "office" is near the place where Liuying stands, and gets things done quickly under the shelter of his overcoat.

The soldiers expressed their desire and the tension and fear brought by the battlefield, and the girls also got the ideal reward by "hard work".

But Piccadilly square is a different scene after dawn. It is an important place for fashion models and photographers to take pictures.

Before dawn, the cleaning union appeared in the square early in the morning, because they had to clear the ground of small umbrellas before the fashionable and elegant girls appeared.

On this day, Dior's designers and photographers came to the cleaned square one after another, bringing a group of fashionable Yingying Yanyan.

"The air in London is getting worse and worse." Smelling the smoke in the air, Pierre waved his hand in front of him, and a "sissy" came to his face.

However, in this era, the word "Niang" can not be used in men. He is just a little introverted and weak.

In this era, it is not uncommon to describe men with weakness. Masculinity and the so-called healthy wheat color are also popular in the second half of the year.

"What's the theme today?" Pierre is not a small part.

As the most important assistant to Christine Dior and Elsa shaparelli, he was just under two on the design team.

"The war of resistance against Japan." Said the assistant.

"Oh yes, the war of resistance... Indomitable, tenacious, optimistic and never give up the confidence to fight back." Pierre's eyes lit up immediately.

Only when it comes to design can he act like a man...

No, more like a fighter or a star.

"Let's go!" With Pierre's words, the scene immediately moved, setting the background, changing clothes, action, tone, shooting, to make a perfect state.

"Who is that?" Pierre asked, pointing to the scene being filmed.

"Models... Our most famous gold model." The assistant looked carefully at Pierre, who had a hunch that something bad was going to happen.

"Yes, yes, of course I know... Jesse, the hottest fashion girl in London... Is that all she can do... Show off?"

Pirye shook his finger with disgust on his face, which was like evaluating a flowing warbler, and let the people around him move their feet out as if they didn't notice.

Jessie, everyone knows that she is a fashion model for tickets. In fact, she is the spokesperson sent by the boss to London, and she is also a pet wildcat.

What's more, she is also a shareholder of luxury brands such as Tiffany, Chanel, van cleopal, and, of course, shaparelli Dior.

"Hello, Pierre..." after the shooting, Jesse was going to leave directly, but after seeing Pierre there, she decided to say hello.

Jesse loves the army green dress he designed this winter.

"Hmmm, it's beautiful..." Pierre said, pointing to her dress. "It's a masterpiece of God. I'll ask Elsa how she thought of it."

Pierre is talking about her latest autumn and winter pencil pants, and Elsa shaparelli always has amazing designs.

"Thank you... I think I should go." Seeing the contempt and impatience of the other side's eyes, Jesse pointed to a distance and said.

Looking back, we can see that the vehicles parked by the road and the man standing by the door. If you are right, it should be their boss.

"Boss..." sitting in the car, Jesse, who hasn't seen for a long time, is a little nervous. She has almost forgotten the feeling of facing a man and being intimate.

"It looks like you've had a good time. What was that?" Li Zitao reached for her waist and let her gradually relax and adapt.

"Pierre, a talented designer, is from Italy." Jesse's tone relaxed, Li Zitao's attitude is not anxious, very good to ease her tension.

"Well, I saw his attitude towards you." Li Zitao's tone is not good.

A talented, very proud designer, this is his first impression of Pierre, very bad.

There is no shortage of talented people in the world, and most of them can't reach the top unless they get the operation and support of capital.

It's like the difference between Picasso and Van Gogh, not to mention that not everyone can be Van Gogh's second."It's enough that he can create value for the company... Elsa and Christine will be happy to know you're here." Jesse put her head on his shoulder and said with a sweet smile.

Her performance is more and more like a qualified capitalist, I believe that pirye can not show value that day, he will be mercilessly thrown out of the company.

Generally speaking, Li Zitao does the same thing, but today is an exception. He hates to see his own woman wronged or hurt.

So when the company met Elsa, Li Zitao mentioned it by the way: "Pierre, I think he is more suitable to design some practical things, such as shopping malls or grandma series."

"Pierre is an excellent designer, his works have received a lot of attention, people like his novel..."

Elsa doesn't know what went wrong, but there's no doubt that Pierre has upset the boss.

She can only try to retrieve, but before she finished, Li Zitao raised his hand to interrupt her who wanted to continue.

"Elsa, Dior, playboy, I read every issue of the magazine, those are your ideas, I like them, people like them

Your opinion is the most important thing. Like a big ship, if you can't have a qualified captain, it will sink in the sea sooner or later

When she heard the boss's positive and direct attitude, Elsa was still a little uncomfortable.

In other people's eyes, she is like a paranoid devil head, is the wind vane of fashion, but who can know her pay and pressure.

If she gave all her achievements to another person, she would gladly accept it, but if she also gave her the pressure, I'm afraid

"The world, except herself, has no idea what she is thinking and what she is going to do."

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