"Authentic British black tea, I think you will like it." Giorgio Armani smiled and raised his glass to the two girls in front of him, then took a sip. The gold-rimmed bone china tea set is painted with exquisite British plants and flowers. The pattern is simple yet elegant.
"It's really rare. You can still see the original Royal Albert tea set produced by Derby here." Angela looked at the teacup and nodded. She is familiar with this kind of tea set. The Royal Albert is the earliest of the Albert family. One of the industries, even now, still has some equity in hand, and she was often forced by her mother to learn to make black tea when she was a child.
"I didn't expect that Mr. George's craftsmanship of making black tea is so good." Natalie said with admiration after tasting it, and at the same time glanced at Angela intentionally or unintentionally, the girl's face suddenly turned a little red, yes yes, she is I learned how to make black tea from my mother. Although she was able to make good black tea under the strict request of her mother and the attitude of avoiding everything by studying at that time, Angela, who "returned to normal" in the fourth grade, had very little herself. After making black tea, the Chinese saying "you don't practice hand-making for three days" is still very reasonable. It may be that Elina will know the specific level of birth, but Angela was chatting with Natalie about making tea a few days ago. When it comes to black tea, boasting about herself, and then Natalie's frowning together after tasting it is enough to say something.
"I didn't expect that Mr. George would recognize me." Angela changed the topic, she smoothed the wig that had been taken off her hands, "You know, even Nat and the others want to recognize me from behind. Look carefully for a long time."
"Actually, the time I spent wasn't too short, but I'm pretty sure, because I'll never admit my own work wrong!" The old man pointed at the girl's clothes with a smile, and after a while he said, "And—I Having said that you are one of the nicest women I have ever seen, Angela, I think if I forget, it must be God's punishment for me!"
Angela couldn't help but coughed slightly embarrassedly. She glanced at Natalie beside her, and said with a smile, "I'm really flattered by your compliment."
The old man glanced between the two girls calmly, then sighed and said, "It's a pity that you keep rejecting my invitation, and I can't help but say that it's my regret."
Following his refreshment, he sat up straight: "However, if I remember correctly, you rejected Armani's endorsement invitation because you didn't consider accepting advertisements until you were 16 years old, so now I invite you again in person, will you agree?"
"This..." The girl hesitated, she has always been lack of interest in endorsement advertising - even if it is very profitable - although many famous brands have contacted her, her mother has been sidetracking and wanted her to shoot a set of print advertisements for the company's jewelry , but they all made Angela declined. This is an instinctive resistance. The thought of showing off in front of the camera is very annoying, which is different from shooting the album cover and the photos inside.
And the previous excuse was that before the age of 16, he did not plan to accept any form of advertisement. There is no way, who makes people a billionaire rich woman? But now that she's 16 years old—her age is no secret—what new excuse is there
"Can you give me time to think about it, Mr. George? And you know, I'm on a trip, the manager isn't around, I can't leave him alone to make commitments and stuff like that." Angela still kept smiling.
"It doesn't matter, I'm just mentioning it temporarily. I'll arrange for an assistant to sort out the information and fax it to Mr. Sparrow. You can discuss it with him and then give me an answer." The old man laughed before saying the next thing. Topic: "Tomorrow afternoon we will have a small fashion show at the Westin Palace Hotel. I don't think you and Miss Natalie will refuse again?"
"Here? Fashion show?" Natalie asked in surprise.
"Yes, the Armani summer fashion show is an internal small event, and there are not many people participating. So don't worry." George explained to Natalie while looking at Angela.
Woman... The girl muttered in her heart. Although Natalie didn't look very excited, her excited eyes betrayed her thoughts, but Angela didn't plan to refuse, it was just a fashion show.
"It's a great honor and pleasure," she replied.
"That's great, then..." The old man blinked, "Are you interested in making a cameo, Miss Angela?"
"Guest? Me?" Angela was a little surprised. "Mr. George, how could you think of me as a guest model? I have no experience walking on the T-stage."
But then she burst into laughter in her heart, and sure enough, the old man said with a smile: "God bestowed you with such a perfect figure, it's everyone's regret not to show it, think about it, it's just a cameo, a little training is enough, Does Miss Angela still have stage fright?"
After a pause, he said again: "The latest women's jeans are the ones I want to ask you to endorse!"
"Women's jeans?" Angela couldn't help raising her eyebrows. If she was thinking about how to turn down the endorsement invitation before, she has already thought about it. Armani has never had a separate jeans brand, and they all belong to casual clothing. , and what the girl wears is specially made for her by the old man George, which continues Armani's usual simplicity and elegance. She also likes it very much. With her fingers, there are at least dozens of jeans that have been changed since childhood. .
Now, the old man has made it clear that he wants to create a prosperous brand of women's jeans for her. Obviously, he does not intend to give up these resources. He has to say that he is very shrewd, and for girls, Armani has his own exclusive brand. Also very attractive!
"I'm flattered again by this invitation, but I don't think I'm fit to perform on the catwalk," Angela shook her head again. ?"
Let's talk about whether to endorse or not, there is still time anyway, but the invitation to guest catwalk is still exempted.
"It's a pity." The old man George shook his head, but he couldn't see the slightest regret in his eyes. He didn't persuade him any more, but immediately turned to look at Natalie, "Miss Natalie, how about you? ?"
This guy? ! Angela suddenly felt a wry smile, so his real goal was Nat
It's not that old George has any other ideas, but in the eyes of a fashion designer, every girl with a good body and temperament is a rare treasure. Needless to say, Natalie's temperament, that kind of Gradually changing to glamorous, but still with a little intellectual flavor and the stubbornness in "Killer Leon" is attractive enough; as for the figure, it is clear to Angela who has been lingering with her all night. !
Although Natalie was a little hesitant, Angela obviously did not intend to let her go, and immediately turned her body to hold the girl's hand from behind, and then shook her finger at George: "This is not good, Mr. George, Nat Just a movie actress, not a model, and acting in movies is just a hobby, I don't think she is suitable for the catwalk."
"Is that so?" George looked at Natalie, she seemed to want to say something, but after looking at Angela, she closed her mouth, the old man's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and after rubbing his chin , gave up very simply: "This is such a pity."
"It's really a pity, but I still don't think you are suitable for walking the T-stage. Even if you really want to walk the T-stage, you are just curious and try everything you want. Such enthusiasm will not last long, so there will be some in the future. Opportunity, we don’t need to rush now, and we are just traveling, if we are recognized for participating in the catwalk, there will be trouble.” After leaving Giorgio Armani’s room, Angela said to Natalie so chatter, and then—
She sighed, suddenly stopped and looked at her, hesitated before asking seriously, "You don't blame me, Nat? I... made a decision for you without your consent!"
"You've already helped me make a decision, do I still need to ask this?" Natalie replied irritably. It would be a lie to say that she was not angry, but the anger did not last long, yes, if she just I agreed, but most of the time she just wanted to try it out of curiosity. She really only made movies because she liked acting, and her real energy was on learning. She already had a rough idea for the future, so Angela's The story surprised her.
"I really don't know, you definitely know me so well." Natalie looked at the girl with a complicated expression.
"Because you're the one you're looking for." Angela laughed and took her arm. "Okay, let's take the elevator back to the room. We'll have time to chat slowly tonight."
The next day, the two girls appeared outside the reception hall on the second floor of the Westin Palace Hotel on time, but were immediately blocked by an Italian-speaking waiter.
"Can you speak English?" Angela looked at Natalie with a funny look and asked.
"Of course, do the two ladies have invitation cards?" The waiter immediately changed English, and it was still very standard.
"We don't, but I think our names should be on the guest list," the girl said with a smile.
"Can you know the names of the two?"
"Angela Mason."
"Natalie Portman."
After flipping through the roster in his hand, the waiter nodded politely: "Yes, Miss Angela Mason, Miss Natalie Portman, welcome, please come in."
Because the catwalk had not yet started, the lights in the reception hall were still very bright. The two girls quietly found a seat in the corner and sat down, obliquely facing the runway.
About ten minutes later, the catwalk officially began. As old man George said yesterday, it was a small fashion show. There were not many guests in the hall. There were about 100 people in total, but I believe they all had identities. The characters, even Angela, who has been chatting with Natalie, noticed a special woman, the French Rose at the "Braveheart" premiere last year in Los Angeles - Sophie Marceau!
And another very sexy woman sitting with her is also very familiar, but the girl can't think of her name for a while, she originally wanted to say hello, but after thinking about it, she still wears As for wigs and contact lenses, I'm not in a hurry anyway, I'll talk about it after the show is over.
At this time, with the sound of music, Armani's summer clothing catwalk officially began.