When the hotel glass burst open, the alarm system was activated quickly, and the security guards and waiters quickly ran from the outside to the room of Ant-Man 3.
Ant-Man put away his gun and quickly disassembled the big gun, took out the lock gun, hit the ceiling of the window of the room with one shot, and jumped out directly along the open window.
Gracefully drawing an arc in the air, Ant-Man 3 landed like a monster.
The welcome guests who had received his tip just now were stunned, and instinctively opened the door of a taxi beside him for this guest.
"Thank you." Ant-Man 3 generously stuffed a fifty-euro note into his hand, and quickly left in the car.
And all of this can be seen from the fact that Pan Da's demon pupils in the sky are transmitted back to Shen Ming's glasses.
"What's the itinerary for the afternoon?" Pin Fan asked while correcting the documents.
"Go to the Paul Hotel in the 14th district to participate in the private clothing design exhibition of Nanbanguo designer Jin Buhuan. After the exhibition, go to the Expo Center to participate in the unveiling ceremony of the fashion label sculpture. The mayor and celebrities will appear. The vice president of Hermès wants to find you alone Let's talk about the cooperation plan." Shen Ming checked the important plans while looking at the schedule.
In fact, although the itinerary is accurate to the second, it is inevitable that there will be deviations, and then Shen Ming must quickly modify the small plans in the arrangement and move to the back row to make time for the subsequent major events.
This is not a simple method of addition and subtraction, and the difficulty of control is no less than that of managing planes flying across the country at an international airport.
"Shorten the time of the dinner party to talk with the vice president of Hermès, look at me when the time comes, and be ready to come forward and talk nonsense and take me away." Pin Fan suddenly looked at Shen Ming and stopped talking, "Shen Ming, you Did Master Di Song match your glasses for you?"
"No, it's my short-sighted glasses for personal use." Shen Ming, who was revising his itinerary, somehow talked about his own glasses.
"That's good, come here." Pin Fan hooked his fingers to Shen Ming, Shen Ming obediently bent forward like a dog, thinking that Pin Fan had some secret orders, but in the end she took off Shen Ming's glasses In the past, it was broken with bare hands and thrown into the trash can. "In the future, never let me see this non-mainstream cheap peasant dress. Once again, you will be thrown into the trash can."
"But this way I can't see My.Queen clearly." Shen Ming wanted to cry but had no tears. Those glasses cost him hundreds of thousands, so they were not a waste of money.
"If you can't see clearly, wear contact lenses. You are my assistant who wants to go out with me, not a dog with a collar. You must pay attention to my image." Pinfan's disgusted expression was like eating something dirty.
"Yes, My.Queen..." Shen Ming has already decided to take this account on the mouse.
Shen Ming has no way to continue to follow the movements of Ant-Man 3, so he can only let Xiao Yi stare at him, but the death order is that he can only use the connected video surveillance and not get close to the killer.
It didn't take long for Shen Ming to change from an assistant to a driver, and he was on the road in a black Mercedes.
Pinfan always seizes all the time to work, but in the car, she can't read even a single word of the document. She always turns her head to look out the window, watching the life on the road, watching their clothes, and feeling the fashion vane.
"What do you think fashion is?" Pinfan asked in a good mood today.
"I'm sorry, I don't know what fashion is at all. In my eyes, whether it's a tens of thousands of suits or a twenty-dollar T-shirt, it's just a body wrap. A person's status should not be determined by the brand on his body. Equal." Shen Ming answered truthfully.
"Your color is 'white', really a rare color." Pinfan finally smiled. After following Pinfan for almost a day, this is the first time Shen Ming saw her smile. Probably only when she smiles, this Queen looks like Girl, in fact, fashion is a popular color, everyone has their own color, serious black, melancholy blue, clean white, fiery red.
These colors come from people's mood, complexion, and the impact of the current situation on the world.
Designers must be able to see this color, and then use design and fabrics to express this mainstream color.
"Good colors will be accepted by most people, and they will be extended to spread to more people. This is fashion." Pin Fan is a person who doesn't like to talk nonsense, but he can't help but talk a little more, probably because he is quiet and clean The white color gave her a desire to confide, "I have had this ability to perceive words and colors since the death of my parents. The hypocrisy of my relatives and friends, and hiding the knife in my smile made me sleepless every night. Later, I brought My little brother started to enter the society. There are tens of thousands of people in a factory, there are good people and bad people, and they all need to see their colors and act. Fortunately, I have been in society smoothly, and it can be said that I have made great progress. But the only time I He didn't act according to color, but he was the person closest to him."
"Are you talking about your younger brother?" Shen Ming only remembered after asking the question, Pinfan's habit is not to allow subordinates to ask him questions.
Fortunately, Pinfan also seemed to have forgotten this rule at this moment, "He is a free amber, and what I hate most is restraint and discipline. In fact, I have known it for a long time, but I just want to transform him into what I want. Look, I think he is wrong, I have to choose the future for him, now that I think about it, I also have immature moments."
"Haven't you tried to find him?" Shen Ming sighed.
"Don't push yourself, I've already answered your question, now drive me well and keep your mouth shut." Pinfan's mood is like the weather in the south of the Yangtze River. Sometimes it's just a sentence.
Soon, Paul Hotel has arrived. Today is an internal clothing display, which was not disclosed to the media. So there is not even a reporter at the hotel entrance.
Jin Buhuan is the most popular and popular top designer in South Korea recently, but he has not been recognized by mainstream fashion circles outside Southeast Asia. So this time, the government of South China helped him mobilize his huge network and hosted this exhibition in Paris. Hiring a commentator in the fashion circle, as long as Jin Buhuan's works are well-behaved, he will be able to establish himself in Paris, representing the banner of the Korean wave invading the world fashion circle.
The other reviewers have been reminded to "give him a break," and there are many benefits to be gained by being lenient in your comments, and even more if you say a few nice words.
Pinfan also got such a reminder, but Pinfan couldn't tolerate half a grain of ugly sand in his eyes. After entering the lobby, Jin Buhuan, a long-legged, white-haired uncle, specially communicated in English with every reviewer present. His bowing gesture made people wonder if he was from the Japanese country.
Facing this designer who is over 50 years old and has not yet made it out of Asia, Pinfan's cold face is itself a kind of irony.
Poor Jin Buhuan almost knelt down in front of Pinfan, but Pinfan just replied, "Hurry up and talk to me with your works."
Jin Buchang had no choice but to go backstage and watch the models change their clothes in person. Today, he has tried his best, and the main body of the show is "the future". When the background music sounded, tall and slender models walked out wearing weird costumes and weird makeup that even their mother couldn't recognize.
No matter in terms of style or tailoring design, they are almost at the same level as the top European designers. The level of gold is not changed, and many critics present have repeatedly nodded their approval.
But after only looking at the three sets of clothes, Pin Fan couldn't bear it anymore and stood up, and walked out of the venue with Shen Ming without looking back.
Jin Buhuan, who was watching her reaction in the background, panicked, and hurriedly chased him out, stopping Pin Fanlai in the lobby.
"Miss Pin, I don't understand, why didn't you continue watching?" Jin Buhuan was already so angry that he was about to explode, but he still wanted to suppress his anger and said with an apologetic smile.
"Of course it's because I can't stand it anymore. Your design is really good. If you don't know that you are Asian, you will think you are a native European designer." Pinfan frowned, "But this should not be yours. Style, I have seen your previous designs, with a strong oriental charm, no matter which one is better than the current ones, I did not agree to come to see your designs because of relationship, I am not so free, and you give me What you watch is not a fashion show, but an imitation show, or to demonstrate how you are bent by the mainstream fashion. The most disgusting thing about dressing is the shirt, and the most disgusting design is imitation. When you can really be yourself, then Let me see, you are not in a good mood right now."
"But I do this to get your approval. I have been designing clothes for more than 30 years, and I have always insisted on my own style, but I have never been able to enter the European and American fashion circles. If I don't change, I will die." Jin Buhuan was also forced to help .
"Since you have persisted for 30 years, why can't you persist until you die? Judging by your appearance, you can't live to be 80 years old at most, and you have 30 years left. You can't stand it anymore? You let me down." Pinfan shot Patting Jin Buhuan on the shoulder, he quickly left the Paul Hotel with Shen Ming.
In just a few minutes, what Pinfan destroyed was Jin Buhuan's nearly two years of preparation, but saved his design career for the rest of his life. "Where are you going now?" Sitting in the car, Pinfan asked calmly.
"It ended 2 hours earlier than the expected time. I need a little time to advance the later plans." Shen Ming took out the itinerary.
"No need, take me to a place." Pinfan changed the plan on his own initiative, so he drove away from Paul Hotel quickly.
The place Pinfan wants to go to is not all the places where all kinds of extreme beauty are displayed, but an old-fashioned apartment near the slums. This is the simple residence chosen by many college students. The price is cheap and the security is not bad. The important thing is It's close to the intercity train, so it's more convenient to go anywhere.
Pinfan also has a room here. It is said to be a room, but it is actually a compartment in the basement. This is also where she and her younger brother lived when they first arrived in Paris.