Chapter 289 Yang Huan, You Are Dead!

"Wow, hurry up, take a photo!"

Somewhere in the show, the four Qin Yongming, who were not paying attention, saw the scene of Yang Huan reaching out and patting Christopher Bailey on the shoulder through the gap in the crowd.

This immediately made Young Master Qin **!

"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 so affectionate, I suspect there is a problem!" Wang Sen speculated with conspiracy theory.

From their point of view, in fact, the two of them are a bit tired of being shoulder-to-shoulder.

This scene is really heartwarming.

"Oh, yes, that guy is a crook!" Qian Duoduo suddenly thought.

Qin Yongming and the three were dumbfounded, and they all looked at Qian Duoduo.

"Isn't it?"

"Yang Huan hugs a bender?"

"What does that mean? Could it be..."

Qin Yongming nodded excitedly and pointed at the three servants in front of him, "You can't go wrong, this kid must be a crook too!"

"The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Think about it, in the MV of Lin Yuner he filmed, there is a love that can't be hidden. Damn, I laughed out loud when I saw it, I thought it was a normal one. How can a big man make such a MV?"

Qian Duoduo's words were immediately recognized by everyone.

"Yeah, look, he's so close to that Christopher Bailey, there must be something wrong with the two of them!"

"Maybe wait for the thunder to stir the fire and go upstairs to open a room!"

Qin Yongming is excited now.

He never thought that Yang Huan turned out to be a crook.

Then this game is fun!

You think, how could the old Zhuang family marry his precious granddaughter to a man?

"Haha, this kid deserves it, he's not dead, you don't love so many beauties, but you prefer to fall in love with a man!"

Qin Yongming couldn't help laughing complacently, "Hey, Wang Sen, have you filmed it yet?"

Wang Sen immediately handed over his mobile phone, "It's all taken, Master Qin, look, my photography skills are pretty good."

Qin Yongming took it over and took a look, and it turned out to be an Apple kidney machine. The photo effect is still great.

There are many photos taken by Wang Sen. Qin Yongming felt that some of them couldn't reflect the relationship between the two very well, so he simply deleted them, and the rest were some photos that looked extremely intimate.

Not to mention that they now think that Yang Huan is bent, even ordinary people will definitely have this reaction when they see these photos.

Compared with the wonderful photos on the mobile phone, the jerseys and T-shirts worn by the players and models on the runway and designed by famous designers could not attract Qin Yongming's attention.

He focused all his attention on Yang Huan, especially when he saw that he and Norman Foster were discussing something, and when the two seemed to be getting together again, he immediately took a few more pictures.

"The taste is really heavy enough that the old man in his seventies will not let it go.

It's so disgusting! "

Qin Yongming laughed, with these photos in hand, I see how you kid can't rob 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 very large.

Judging from the reactions of this group of reporters, fans and guests at the scene, they all felt that the design of the jersey was the end.

But the jersey is still a jersey in the end. There is no way to design it as you like with fashion. There must be more **.

But no matter what, Southampton spent hundreds of thousands of pounds to hire people to design, which is still worthy of recognition.

At the very least, it wouldn't be strange for these jerseys to take to the streets.

After walking the runway and the show, Yang Huan was the host and invited all the guests, fans and reporters to have dinner on the second floor of the hotel, but Qin Yongming and the four were not in such a mood, so they quickly found an opportunity to secretly slipped.

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The next day, Bren Law Offices in the City of London.

Zhuang Ziqing sat in the office, looking at the computer monitor.

The news page that was opened was reporting the fashion show in Southampton last night, as well as many photos.

Although the Community Shield Cup is about to start, this show has attracted the attention of many media and reporters.

This is the first time in football circles, there must be some people who support it and some people doubt it.

In these photos, Zhuang Ziqing saw Yang Huan.

The two people sitting next to Yang Huan, she only knew Norman Foster, the other one felt familiar but didn't.

She also received an invitation last night, and Yang Huan even planned to pick her up, but she still had things to do and couldn't go.

Come to think of it, what a pity!

"However, it's a success!" Zhuang Ziqing pursed her lips and muttered to herself with a smile.

There is definitely no way to compare with those world famous brands, not even with some big brands.

But 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 the range that she can accept, I believe other people will not resist.

But to compare with fashion, it is definitely not good.

Close this page and enter the news website.

Entire news sites are watching the upcoming Community Shield game.

This event has been hailed as the outpost of the Premier League and has always been tepid.

But now, with the showdown between Southampton and Manchester United, the Community Shield has received a lot of attention.

Manchester United, as always, took the initiative to start a war of words before the game.

Coaches and players such as Ferguson and Wayne Rooney all came forward to criticize Southampton one by one.

Southampton was not to be outdone, coach Bielsa did not stand up, but Sun Yue, the team's top executive, counterattacked, and even believed that Manchester United's biggest cancer in recent years was Ferguson.

This is undoubtedly the inverse scale of Ferguson, so the British national treasure-level 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 Premier League games.

Zhuang Ziqing looked at him and laughed, Sun Yue's words were a bit like Yang Huan's.

It must be interesting when she thought of Yang Huan's expression when she said these words.

Can't stop laughing!

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the office.

Feng Jiu walked in with a large cluster of flowers.

"Miss, someone sent you flowers again!"

Zhuang Ziqing's eyes were fixed on the monitor, without raising her head, she just hummed, "Put it aside."

"Don't you look at who sent it?" Feng Jiu asked again.

"Well, I'll see later, let's leave it for now!" Zhuang Ziqing replied perfunctorily.

Recently, it has been rare. If it was earlier, she would receive many bouquets of flowers almost every day.

If you have to look at every bouquet you receive, how can you still have time to work?

"Or, should 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 after taking a step, she turned around and smiled when she saw that Zhuang Ziqing was still watching the news.

"Miss, do you want to keep the card?"

"No need!" Zhuang Ziqing still didn't look up.

"What about the ticket?"

"no thanks!"

"Oh!"

Feng Jiu continued to walk towards the door of the office, but she was snickering in her heart.

"Wait." Zhuang Ziqing looked up now, "What ticket?"

Feng Jiu immediately turned around and took out an envelope from the flowers, "Hey, there are still a few tickets for the Community Shield game."

Zhuang Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and then she thought of something, and her face suddenly blushed.

He walked out of the desk, walked quickly to Feng Jiu, and glared at her angrily.

Feng Jiu was giggling, but this young lady of her family was not teasing. without

I grabbed the envelope and took it out to see that it was indeed a stack of several tickets.

I took the card again, but nothing was written on it, just a line of words written in crooked Chinese.

"I'll have someone pick you up at noon, Huan!"

Zhuang Ziqing smiled shyly, her appearance was indescribably charming and charming.

He snatched the flowers from Feng Jiu's hand in one hand, walked back to his desk, sat down, lowered his head and sniffed, it was so fragrant!

"Miss, didn't you say you want to throw it away?"

What are you doing smelling so vigorously?

Zhuang Ziqing rolled her eyes at her angrily, but smiled and didn't answer.

"This person is more mad than people. They are all flowers, and they are all bought by the same flower shop. How can some people bring them and throw them in the trash directly, but some people are like jewels and treasures? Holding it in the palm of your hand and smelling it?"

Zhuang Ziqing blushed, "Ajiu, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not I will tear your mouth off?"

"I don't believe it, unless you ask Uncle for help and let Long Wu come!"

This girl, now even the word "future" is omitted.

Zhuang Ziqing was ashamed, annoyed, and happy, but there was nothing she could do.

Well, the phone rang.

Zhuang Ziqing thought it was Yang Huan who called, so she hurried to get it.

Looking at it with joy, it turned out that it was not, but Qin Yongming.

It's just a cloudy day right now.

"Miss, who is it? Is it our uncle?" Feng Jiu approached.

Zhuang Ziqing shook her head, "It's Qin Yongming."

"It's him?!" Feng Jiu's eyes flashed a strange color.

Zhuang Ziqing hesitated for a while, but finally decided to answer the phone.

No matter what, offending people is always bad.

It doesn't matter to him, it would be bad if he made enemies for Yang Huan.

"Hey, Ziqing, I'm Yongming."

"Hello, Yongming, do you have anything to do with me?" Zhuang Ziqing asked politely.

"Oh, it's nothing, I happened to have something to do, I came to London, and now I'm downstairs in your company."

Zhuang Ziqing was taken aback, put down the flowers in her hand, and walked under the office window to look down.

A milky white extended Rolls-Royce was heard below. With a bouquet of flowers in his hand, Qin Yongming stood by the car on the phone, raised his head, and waved at Zhuang Ziqing in the window.

"Ziqing, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's rare to see an old classmate. Today at noon, let's have dinner together. I'll treat you to me. You shouldn't be disrespectful, right?"

When he said this, Zhuang Ziqing was really embarrassed to refuse.

The Zhuang family and the Qin family are considered family friends, although since the death of Mr. Qin, there has been less contact between the two families.

But in the end there is still such a layer of relationship there.

When people come to London and make a special trip to invite you to dinner, don't they show respect?

"That's fine, I'll go down after I pack up." Zhuang Ziqing agreed.

Qin Yongming can do as long as she agrees, and immediately nods with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

After hanging up the phone, the boy didn't forget to wave his hands at the window, not to mention how excited he was.

Zhuang Ziqing turned around and returned to the desk with a helpless expression on her face.

"Miss, why don't I go help you get rid of him?" Feng Jiu suggested.

Zhuang Ziqing shook her head, "No, I can handle it."

Feng Jiuyi thought the same, and he didn't dare to mess with the young lady if he gave Qin Yongming a hundred courage.

He picked up the flowers on the desk again, and took a closer look, the fragrance was refreshing.

"Ajiu, put it in a vase and put it on my desk!"

"Hey!" Feng Jiu immediately took the bunch of flowers.

She also always looked down on Qin Yongming, and felt that this kid was not a good bird.

Especially when he secretly sent someone to follow Miss.

Although Zhuang Ziqing didn't want to offend the Qin family for such trivial matters, she was still angry with the young lady in her heart.

Pursuing people, is there such an outrageous pursuit?

Young Master Yang Huan is also chasing Miss, but how graceful is he?

Soon, Zhuang Ziqing changed her clothes from the changing room in the office and walked out.

Again, at the flowers in the vase already placed on the desk, he smiled heartily.

"Let's go!"

Feng Jiu nodded and quickly followed. . (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to read it on the Genesis Chinese website 『』, and vote for a monthly recommendation ticket for the work. Your support is the biggest motivation for me to continue to create! )【】