Chapter 313

The theme of this fashion show is "confidence". Eliza happens to be a confident and personalized female model. It seems that such a model can better set off the theme and benefit her design.

But it's not.

It is precisely because Eliza has already possessed this condition, so it is more difficult for her works to surpass the models themselves, highlighting the advantages of the works themselves.

At that time, I don't know whether it's clothes lining or people lining clothes.

If you are not careful, you are likely to become a joke.

Sheng Xia can see the organizer's heart, but although she understood, she didn't show it on her face.

She said with a smile. "It's my pleasure to make a dress for Eliza. Of course I'm happy."

Ayar raised her eyebrows and looked at the midsummer, which did not change her color at this time. She could not help but change her view on her.

At least, it's a smart woman, isn't it?

"I'm glad you think so. When Miss Sheng finishes her breakfast, I'll take you to see Eliza."

Sheng Xia nodded, "trouble."

After breakfast, Sheng Xia and Su Yue follow Ayar out of the hotel. A black business car is waiting for them outside.

Sheng Xia opens the door and just about to go up, he suddenly looks back.

"Miss Sheng, what's the matter?" Ayal asked, seeing that she looked strange.

Sheng Xia looked back and saw nothing. He shook his head and said, "nothing."

Then he got into the car.

Is it really her illusion?

The feeling of being followed by people always can't be thrown away.

Business car slowly drove out, more than ten seconds later, a black car parked behind, quietly followed up.

"I didn't expect that cold lady was very alert. She almost found out last night." On the car, said a thin man.

"If you're right, the little girl next to Mrs. Leng is very good." Another very dark man said.

"Chi, are you kidding? It's so small that I can crush it with one hand The thin man said with an incredulous smile.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. Lengsi will not put a waste man next to his wife." A man with a scar on his face in the driver's seat suddenly said, looking at the business car in front of him.

He was obviously the eldest of these people. As soon as he said this, the thin man was silent.

The black man asked, "boss Yu, I think the cold lady is very alert. The little girl has never left her body. How can we start?"

The old man named Yu took down a cigarette in his mouth and flicked the ash out of the window. He said casually, "there will always be times when it will be lost. If it's really not possible, you can start it directly."

After all, it's the person who appointed the person himself. No matter what means, he wants to get the person.

……

Eliza is filming at the seaside. When midsummer follows Ayar there, Eliza is still working and her agent receives them.

"Are you the Oriental designer?" Eliza's agent looked up and down at Sheng Xia, and her eyes did not hide and despise her. "She's beautiful. I don't know if it's embroidered."

Seeing that she said it too directly, Ayar was busy laughing. "The work designed by Miss Sheng last year was highly praised in the New York fashion show. Later, this work also made the front page headlines of beauty."

However, the agent's face disapproved, and his words were even more harsh, "no wonder the sales volume of beauty weekly is declining day by day. The works designed by Oriental people are always lack of innovation and spirituality. Such works can make headlines. Readers are not idiots. It's strange that they can buy it!"

Ayar smiles. "Miss Sheng is a designer invited by our organizer, and she has already invited Eliza in advance. Anyway, this fashion show is going to be held."

Midsummer's mouth twitches, but Ayar's circle is so round that she doesn't miss her heart at all. She just says, "Eliza's participation in this fashion show has been discussed in advance. Even if the designer is poor, there is no way now. You can make do with it."!

But she could see from the beginning that ayal, like the agent, had a contemptuous attitude towards her.

The agent turned his lips. "You didn't say in advance that it was this oriental lady who was designed for Eliza."

What else does ayal have to say? Suddenly a laugh comes from behind, "guests coming?"

Ayal looked back and saw Eliza coming. Her face was full of smiles. "Eliza, are you ready?"

"Not yet. The director told me to take a rest and shoot later." Eliza answered casually, her eyes fell on the summer, and her blue eyes brightened. "Is this beautiful lady?"

"She's the designer for you at the fashion show." The agent explained and then said to Eliza, "if you are not satisfied with her, I can negotiate with the organizers and ask them to replace you with a professional designer."Midsummer's eyes are out of the corner of her eyes. The agent doesn't give her any mercy. She's still in front of her anyway!

Sheng Xia reaches forward and reaches out to Eliza. "Hello, Miss Eliza. My name is Sheng Xia. I'm the designer in charge of you this time."

Eliza's eyes flashed, but before she could speak, the agent said, "well, we haven't decided whether we want you to be Eliza's designer."

Sheng Xia turns to look at her. "Why do you reject me so much when I'm the designer of Eliza?"

"Who knows what your level is?" said the agent? If the work you design is so bad that Eliza will become a joke in the media

"Are you so distrustful of Miss Eliza?"

"What do you mean?"

Sheng Xia raised her lips and said, "Miss Eliza is so outstanding. Even if my design is not good enough, I can't make her more beautiful. I don't think it can damage her beauty."

"Ha ha ha ha!" Not waiting for the broker to refute, Eliza took the lead in laughing and said to Sheng Xia, "I like you very much. You are my designer."

The agent frowned, "Eliza..."

But Eliza didn't listen to her anymore. She took Sheng Xia's shoulder and said, "tell me, what kind of clothes are you going to help me design this time?"

"No inspiration yet." Sheng Xia said with a smile, "but miss Eliza, if it's convenient for you, I can measure your figure later."

……

The airport in Paris.

A very good-looking Oriental man, holding a chubby baby in one hand and a beautiful boy of four or five years old in the other hand, walked slowly on the airport and attracted people's attention in an instant.