second floor.

This floor is littered with cloth, rulers, painting powder, thread balls and some unfinished clothes.

The whole second floor is messy compared with the first floor. It's like a "dog's nest".

However, no one dares to underestimate this place.

Because today, almost all the clothes of royal family members, presidents and some top rich people in the world come from here.

This messy "kennel" is the studio of giveth Hawkes, a master in the field of palace design and fashion.

At this point.

An old man, dressed in black and gray cloth clothes, with messy hair and a pair of thick presbyopia glasses, was sitting in a pile of cloth.

He held a piece of cloth in his left hand and a needle for threading in his right hand. He looked at the cloth blankly, frowned slightly, nodded and shook his head from time to time.

His expression was focused and sacred, as if he was holding a treasure instead of a piece of cloth.

A few seconds later, his face showed a happy look. As soon as he was ready to drop the needle, there was a howl in his ear.

"Givers! Givers! Givers!! "

Giveth frowned and looked unhappy. He turned his head and roared at the entrance of the stairs: "Brian! You old man, shout what shout! What are you yelling about! Don't you see I'm working? "

"No, no, no, no, Ji... Ji Weis..."

Brian, who ran upstairs, took a big breath, holding the ringing mobile phone in his hand, said excitedly and nervously, "m... Mars is calling... Calling!"

Hear Brian.

Giveth was stunned for a moment and then asked, "old man, what did you just say?!"

Brian swallowed his mouth and said, "I said, Mars called!"

"What? Mars?!”

Giveth's face changed in vain. He threw the needle, thread and cloth in his hand and rushed up, "come on! Give me the phone! "

Giveth took a deep breath, suppressed his ecstasy and connected the phone with great respect.

"You... Are you really your excellency Mars?" Jarvis asked in a trembling voice.

"Geeves, long time no see. How's your old man lately?" Ye Fei's faint voice sounded.

Hear this long lost voice.

Giveth's eyes filled with tears of excitement and his hands trembled.

Seeing the excited look on jivis's face, Brian on the side was also excited.

Yes, it's your excellency Mars!

"Monsieur Mars, where have you been these two years? Giveth misses you so much! " Giveth's eyes were red and choked.

"Gwis, I miss you too! Hehe, I have returned to China in the past two years, but many people don't know at present. " Ye Fei returned.

"Oh, so you went back to China. No wonder you haven't heard from you in the past two years."

Giveth nodded and then asked respectfully, "Mr. Mars, what's the matter with you calling me today, this old man?

Is your clothes not enough? Oh, Mars, givers is happy to help you. "

"Forget it, givers, you have to help those Royal guys make clothes every day. There's no time to help me do it!"

"No, no, no, you are the most noble person. Those Royal guys are not worth mentioning compared with you!" Giveth said naturally.

"Ha ha, giveth, if the king of England knew you said such a thing, the old man would blow his beard and stare!"

Ye Fei smiled and said, "well, jivis, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm calling you today to ask, "do you know a guy named Mark Johnson?"

"Mark Johnson?"

Giveth was stunned for a moment and then said, "that guy seems to be a boy driven away by Brian? Mr. Mars, just a moment. I'll let Brian tell you. "

With that, givers handed his cell phone to Brian and said, "Your Excellency Mars wants to talk to you."

Brian nodded excitedly, then answered the phone and asked respectfully, "Mr. Mars, what can I do for you?"

"Oh, Brian, long time no see, that's it..."

……

Huaxia, blues cafe.

At this time, ye Fei is on the phone.

Mark and others stood blankly by.

The expression on each face is different.

Doubt, complexity, shock

Because mark was close to Ye Fei, he vaguely heard an old voice.

And this voice he will never forget!

The owner of this voice is master giveth Hawkes!

After ye Fei said two words, he handed his cell phone to mark and said, "Mr. mark, Brian wants to talk to you."

"What?!"

Mark couldn't help exclaiming and said, "Mr. Ye, you mean my master Brian wants to talk to me?"

"Yes, answer the phone quickly. Don't let the old guy wait." Ye Fei tilted his mouth.

"OK, OK!"

Mark swallowed his saliva, then answered the phone and hurried aside to make a phone call.

Wait until mark leaves.

Ye Fei immediately felt extremely embarrassed!

Gu Qingcheng looked at Ye Fei with a complicated face, as if he wanted to stop talking.

Qin Menglan stared at Ye Fei with interest.

That look, that look, it's like seeing some rare treasure.

"President Gu, sister LAN, don't look at me like this. I didn't know this would happen. It was an accident, accident, ha ha..."

Ye Fei smiled and took a sip of coffee.

Jiang Xiaoli looked at Ye Fei like a loser, and her face turned red and white.

Until now, she couldn't understand why Gu Qingcheng's loser assistant met an old tailor at the palace level?

Now, she only hopes that all this is a lie!

At this time, mark finished the phone call.

He hurried to Ye Fei, with a thick color of panic on his face.

When he came to Ye Fei, he presented his mobile phone with both hands, bowed his body to 90 degrees, and nodded and bowed: "Mr. Ye! Sorry, I'm really sorry! I didn't know your identity was so noble! I hope you can forgive me! "

See this.

Jiang Xiaoli's face suddenly turned white!

Originally, all this is true!

Ye Fei skimmed his mouth, took his cell phone and said, "OK, don't say anything about apologizing.

I think that old guy Brian should have scolded you a long time ago? "

"Hey, you're right. Just don't be angry with me. I am willing to scold me to death. "

Mark's face was red, and he laughed, and compared with the majestic looking designer just now, it was totally different.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Ye, LV is happy to cooperate with Qingcheng international!"

Markton took the contract from his bag and said, "this is the preliminary intention contract drawn up by Lv. You can have a look. If there is no problem, we can sign it now!"

"I don't know anything about your business cooperation. You'd better show it to our boss!"

Ye Fei smiled faintly and pointed to Gu Qingcheng, "she is my boss."

"OK, Mr. Ye."

Mark smiled and nodded, just taking a step.

Jiang Xiaoli rushed up and said hysterically, "Mr. mark, haven't we talked before?

Didn't you say you would definitely cooperate with our beauty international? Why do you want to go back now? "

"Hum, I just promised you verbally. It doesn't count!"

Mark glanced at Jiang Xiaoli with disgust. If this stupid woman hadn't fooled around, he would have offended a big man!

"Mr. mark, you..."

Jiang Xiaoli stood where she was when she was struck by thunder.

Mark didn't pay attention to Jiang Xiaoli at all, but walked straight towards Gu Qingcheng.

He bowed respectfully, smiled and said, "Miss Gu, I'm really sorry. I hope Miss Gu can forgive me!"

"Er..."

Gu Qingcheng obviously hasn't recovered. She was stunned and said, "it doesn't matter, Mr. mark. I'm not angry with you."

"Thank you! Thank you! "

Mark said thank you again and again, and then said very gentlemanly, "Miss Gu, let's talk about cooperation!"