Rebirth of the giants: the chief lady is too ferocious

The models began to change clothes, and Joann stood in the dressing room. It was not the first time she developed a conference, but this time she was more nervous than ever.

It is said that what you are afraid of will come, and this is not false at all. The more you are afraid of making mistakes, the more mistakes you will make.

Tian Liu walked up to Qiao An and whispered, "Designer Qiao, model No. [-] hasn't arrived yet."

Hearing what Tian Liu said, Qiao An frowned and asked, "What time is it?"

"Nine o'clock." Tian Liu replied.

The press conference officially started at 09:30, and the models would arrive in advance according to regulations.

"The time hasn't come yet, wait a little longer." Joan thought maybe the model was on his way.

Tian Liu heard what Qiao An said, and immediately turned around to do other things.

Qiao An kept pinching the watch to check the time. When it was [-]:[-], the model hadn't come yet, and Qiao An became anxious.

"Have you contacted model number six?" Qiao An asked Tian Liu.

"I have contacted, but no one answered the phone." Tian Liu also became anxious.

Joan thought for a while and said, "I can't get in touch, let model number one replace number six."

When Tian Liu heard Qiao An's words, he immediately said, "Designer Qiao, the sizes of size [-] and size [-] are different."

"It's not much different, it should be able to wear it." Qiao An thought that the models were all about the same size.

"The difference between No. [-] and No. [-] is a bit big." Tian Liu said.

Joan frowned upon hearing this, "How much is the difference?"

"Model No. [-] is [-], model No. [-] is [-]." Tian Liu said.

Joan frowned when she heard this, remembering that the number six model was petite.

Moreover, the No. [-] dress was originally designed to show the gentleness and tenderness of Jiangnan women, so in terms of model selection, I specially found a petite female model.

While Qiao An was running around in a hurry, He Chuxia was also waiting anxiously.

Today HK held next year's spring fashion press conference. She invited Mu Jinnian, but the time for the press conference was almost up, and Mu Jinnian never contacted her.

"Wenhan, have you called Niu Mingyang to confirm?" He Chuxia asked He Wenhan.

"After the fight, Niu Mingyang said that Mr. Mu didn't make a clear statement, so he's not sure if he can be there." He Wenhan said.

"Asshole." He Chuxia scolded Niu Mingyang angrily when he heard this.

"If Mu Jinnian doesn't come, it depends on the attitude of Mu Yuanshan and his wife." He Wenhan reminded He Chuxia.

He Chuxia was feeling very irritable at this time, she said, "I talked about this with Zheng Wenli yesterday."

"What did she say?" From He Wenhan's point of view, Zheng Wenli would definitely persuade Mu Jinnian to come to the press conference.

He Chuxia is pregnant with the eldest grandson of the Mu family. In such a big family, this is a great joy.

"She said that Mu Jinnian would definitely be there." He Chuxia leaned back against the back of the seat.

She was very nervous, afraid that Mu Jinnian would not come.

Today, she will take the opportunity of the press conference to announce a big event to the outside world.

Last night, she and Zheng Wenli discussed that they would take advantage of the press conference and the presence of many media to force Mu Jinnian to marry her.

"Jinnian, are you ready?" Mu Yuanshan called Mu Jinnian.

"Dad, I really don't have time today." Mu Jinnian made an excuse to decline.

Mu Yuanshan didn't listen to his son's explanation at all, and just said, "I'll be at the company right away, you come downstairs and come with me."

Hearing Mu Yuanshan talk about downstairs, Mu Jinnian glanced at Niu Mingyang, "What did Xia Xia and my mother talk about yesterday?"

"Talk about inviting you to the press conference." Niu Mingyang replied.

Mu Jinnian couldn't believe it, "Just talk about this?"

"Yes." Niu Mingyang only heard this.

Mu Jinnian picked up his coat and went downstairs. When he got out of the elevator, he saw Mu Yuanshan standing in the lobby of the group, followed by many staff members.

Mu Jinnian walked towards Mu Yuanshan, "Dad, you don't need to go, I'll just go there."

Hearing Mu Jinnian's words, Mu Yuanshan said, "Don't play tricks on me. If you run away halfway, how can I tell your mother?"

Hearing his father's words, Mu Jinnian couldn't laugh or cry, "Dad, don't worry, I won't run away."

Mu Jinnian had nowhere to hide from the pressure from his parents.

Facing his father who was escorting him to the press conference, he said, "Dad, don't worry! Your son has never broken his promise to others, let alone his own father!"

Hearing Mu Jinnian's words, Mu Yuanshan nodded, believing that his son would not run away.

Mu Jinnian stood there, looked at his father with deep eyes, and said, "What is the purpose of asking me to go today?"

"Support Xia Xia, you and Xia Xia are going to get married, which cannot change the reality." Mu Yuanshan said.

Mu Jinnian nodded, "Okay."

With so much media at the press conference today, the moment he appeared, it was tantamount to acquiescing to the scandal with He Chuxia.

Along the way, Mu Jinnian was thinking whether his move was right or not.

The car arrived at the press conference, and before Mu Jinnian got out of the car, the cameras pointed at him and snapped.

Mu Jinnian's bodyguards escorted him all the way and brought him safely to the conference site.

At this time, the press conference had already started, and Mu Jinnian walked to the VIP seats in front, and the shots that were aimed at the models on the runway were immediately aimed at him.

After Mu Jinnian sat down beside He Chuxia, she lowered her head and said to him, "Jinnian, thank you for coming."

For He Chuxia's thanks, he only nodded slightly as a response.

Mu Jinnian stared at the runway intently, while He Chuxia looked at the runway, but his heart was always on him.

"Designer Qiao, what should I do? That model can't be contacted." Tian Liu began to sweat coldly on his forehead.

"Which brokerage company does she belong to? Contact their company." Joan said.

"I've contacted the company, but the company said they couldn't contact anyone," Tian Liu said.

Upon hearing this, Joan said, "Isn't this nonsense?"

She stood in the dressing room, pinching her waist with one hand and stroking her forehead with the other.

I looked around the dressing room, but didn't see a suitable person.

"Bring me that dress." Qiao An asked Tian Liu to bring her the dress.

Tian Liu heard Qiao An's order and immediately ran to get the clothes.

"Here." Tian Liu handed the clothes to Qiao An.

Joan took the clothes, turned and went into the changing room.

When she came out again, she had changed from a strong woman in the workplace to a gentle Jiangnan woman.

"Designer Qiao, this dress is so beautiful on you!" Tian Liu praised.

"I'm trying to drive ducks to the shelves, there's nothing I can do about it." Joan smiled wryly.

"Make up!" Joan asked the makeup artist to do her makeup.

After a while, the makeup artist finished Joan's makeup, and she stood there waiting to go on stage.

"Designer Qiao, it's your turn to play." Tian Liu said excitedly.

"Huh!" Qiao An let out a sigh of relief and walked towards the runway.

Joan was a little nervous, but she completely relaxed after taking a few steps.

She is like a girl holding an oil-paper umbrella in Yanyu Lane in the south of the Yangtze River, walking out from the depths of the alley with her soft waist twisted, beautiful like the girls in those paintings.