Eric thought that attending Emily's so-called fashion show was just a very easy thing, but the next day, Emily came to East Hampton's manor solemnly after learning that Eric had agreed to come down. Only then did Eric discover that Emily's plan was far more than simply letting Eric participate in a catwalk.
The whole thing was completely a marketing campaign planned by Emily. Using the gimmick that Eric would attend the new product launch show of Brighton Fashion Company, Emily sent invitation letters to many Hollywood stars. Because Eric, a Hollywood tycoon, was about to attend, many celebrities who originally had to consider the schedule even when attending fashion shows of top brands such as Chanel and Givenchy agreed.
Through excellent media public relations, in just a few days, the originally unknown Brighton fashion brand frequently appeared in various entertainment and fashion news because of the news that many Hollywood stars were about to attend. New York Fashion Week has just begun, half of the limelight was taken away by Brighton fashion.
At this time, sisters Emily and Pakula are personally preparing Eric's dress for tonight's fashion show. In the hall of the manor villa, there are three rows of movable hangers full of men's clothing, and there are also a lot of men's shoes.
Most men don't like to keep trying on clothes like women, and neither does Eric. Looking at Amy≮∴, Li Brydon picked out a very stream-of-conscious silver-white pendant from a large pile of jewelry and walked towards her. Eric, who had been tossed about for more than an hour, finally couldn't help but burst out: " Stop, Emily, if you hang that chain around my neck, I'm not going anywhere tonight."
Amidst Joanna and Eva's titters at the same time, Emily curled her lips: "What a boring man. And this is not hanging around his neck. It's a hanging ornament that imitates the tassels of a military uniform."
Emily said. Holding the pendant, he gestured in front of him.
Eric zipped up the black jacket on his body, and felt that the size of the black jacket seemed a bit small, but after choosing for more than an hour, Eric really didn't want to toss anymore, moved his tense body, and said: "This way That's fine, I'm not a woman, if I dress too much, people will suspect my sexual orientation."
"An idiot will doubt your sexual orientation." Emily resignedly put the pendant back into the jewelry box, and counterattacked like this. Seeing Eric zip up his jacket, he walked over dissatisfied. Reaching out to help Eric unzip the zipper again: "Don't you feel that this dress is a little tight? You don't need to zip it up, just open it."
Eric blocked Emily's little hand, and zippered himself: "Just leave it open, who would wear it!"
"Here's a sample, you just have to wear this one tonight," Emily said. I went to another brooch-shaped thing, and saw Eric's appearance as if he was facing a big enemy. Hold it up for him to see: "This is the company's logo and needs to be pinned to your jacket."
Eric saw that the brooch was a string of 'brighton' cursive English letters, so he reluctantly let Emily pin the little thing on her chest, looked in the mirror, frowned slightly and said, "Golden Is it too conspicuous, a little uncoordinated?"
"It's a bit out of place, but no one cares, and I've tried it on models, and it works best for photos, it's very eye-catching," Emily explained.
Eric heard Emily say this, and smiled: "I almost understand now, you plan to let me be the spokesperson of your company, shall we talk about the endorsement fee first?"
Emily took a few steps back, took a final look at Eric's outfit, and went forward with Eva to help Eric adjust his collar. Listening to Eric's joke, she also joked: " Yes, you can pay as much endorsement fee as you want, and I will deduct it from your dividends in the company's shares at the end of the year."
Eric shrugged his shoulders and was about to say something when he heard the cry of an unknown little guy in the baby room, and he was about to walk there subconsciously, but Emily grabbed him: "How can you now?" You can't hold the baby, if the little guy wets your clothes, we'll be busy all afternoon."
"I'll just come," Joanna gave Eric a reassuring look, and walked into the baby room.
Eric looked at the sound of Joanna holding the little one in the baby room, looked at Emily in a standard black professional suit, and asked, "Chris will be back soon, when are you going to get married?"
Emily paused for a moment, and a look of worry appeared on the brows of the shrewd and capable woman. She is a very smart woman. Thinking of what happened in the recent period, she suddenly raised her head and looked at Eric: "Eric, Wouldn't it be your idea behind it?"
Eric immediately pretended to be crazy: "What did you say?"
Noticing Eric's fleeting expression of guilty conscience, Emily confirmed her guess in her heart, and complained: "You are so bad, you don't want to get married, you are free and easy all day long, but you come up with ideas to let Jeffrey and my mom and dad are trying to get me and Chris married, and they're driving me nuts these days."
Eric no longer denied it, and said with a smirk: "I'm not doing it for you. You see, I have a son and a daughter now. When you have children, whether it's a boy or a girl, we can kiss the doll." Settle down."
Emily rolled her eyes at Eric, but did not continue this distressing topic.
The company's catwalk is scheduled for seven o'clock in the evening, and everything is packed. Although it is not yet three o'clock in the afternoon, East Hampton is more than 100 kilometers away from Manhattan. Eric and the others can only set off for Manhattan early. .
Sitting in the car, Emily skillfully told Eric about today's arrangement: "The catwalk starts at seven o'clock, about forty minutes, and then "Vogue" magazine will take a group of photos for you, and they will use them as The cover of the next issue, this is what I negotiated with the other party, in exchange, they will do a set of reports on our fashion brand. After that, we arranged a celebration banquet at the Hyatt Hotel, Eric, I hope you can Be at the party for at least an hour, and the stars are coming for you."
Eric nodded, and after a simple calculation, it is estimated that it will be more than ten o'clock in the evening to complete all this. It would also take at least two hours to drive back to East Hampton from Manhattan. I'm sure I won't be able to make it back tonight. Fortunately, Eric had originally arranged to go to Luc Besson's set to watch tomorrow.
Eric suddenly thought of another question: "Emily, didn't you say that the longest catwalk only takes more than ten minutes? How could it take forty minutes?"
Emily explained: "The show lasts more than ten minutes. However, according to the usual practice, all shows will be delayed for half an hour. This half hour is reserved for communication with the guests, fashion buyers and media people."
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when I arrived near Bryant Park in Manhattan, the headquarters of New York Fashion Week. Emily explained a few words in a hurry, leaving Eva and an assistant to accompany Eric, and left in a hurry to make final preparations.
If Central Park is the size of the palm of your hand, Bryant Park in Midtown Manhattan is at best the size of your fingernail. As the base camp of New York Fashion Week, several white tents were set up on the lawn of Bryant Park at this time, and the park was crowded with people inside and outside, with spotlights flashing around from time to time.
Although Eric's attire is good at this time, compared with the surrounding crowd in eccentric attire, it can only be described as conservative. In order not to attract attention, Eric found a big pair of sunglasses and put them on. Picking up another hat to cover it up for a while, he was completely reduced to a passerby.
Eva Pakula, who participated in Fashion Week for the first time, was very excited. Although she is one of the models on the catwalk tonight, she has been training for many days, and because of her special status, she did not go backstage to stand by like other models, so she dragged Eric around.
I took a photo with Eva in front of an exquisite luxury brand logo. As soon as Eric walked away, he saw a girl with a familiar face and delicate makeup who was standing nearby and immediately took Eric's position and began to pose. Make a variety of poses and let the photographers around you shoot.
Eric curiously asked Eva and the female assistant beside him, "Are these things really so attractive to you?"
"Of course, I've taken a fancy to a Chanel bag, but unfortunately I can't afford it now. My sister only gives me 2,000 US dollars in pocket money every month, so I can only wait for me to make money myself," Eva said, holding Ai Rui on her arm. Ke's arm, said with a little resentment.
Eric just smiled, getting along these days, Eric can also see that Aiwa is a straightforward girl who doesn't hide anything, and Eric still likes this kind of girl. Moreover, as far as Eric knows, Joanna is not bad at all for this younger sister. Not only did she buy a small apartment in Manhattan for her, Joanna even paid for her participation in model training. Eva took care of every detail. The 2,000 US dollars pocket money that Eva said was really pocket money in the literal sense. This money is estimated to be more than all the living expenses of the vast ant clan in Manhattan every month.
After listening to Eva's words, the assistant who had been following the two pointed to the girl who had just taken the photo with Eric and Eva and said, "Mr. Williams, you mean them?"
"Yeah," Eric nodded.
The assistant said with some dismissive tone: "Mr. Williams, in fact, most of them are here for the show."
Noticing Eric's puzzled eyes, the assistant continued to introduce: "There are only a small number of celebrities who have received formal invitations from Fashion Week, and a large part of them are just little stars and models who aspire to be famous, and they haven't even received any brand invitations." The invitation is just to take some photos at the fashion week, or to be taken into the show to take a few photos after the shows of some well-known brands are over, so that it is convenient to publish articles in magazines next to the brands, such as "xxx Stunning appearances in New York Fashion Week" are used to enhance their reputation. This is a good way for those stars to maintain or even improve their reputation without film and television works."
After listening to Eric, he smiled and said to Eva: "You are also the kind of person who shows up?"
Eva said with a little pride: "Yes, but those people are chanel, Givenchy, and Valentino. It's useless at all. I just need to be beside Mr. Eric Williams, and I can appear in the entertainment magazine tomorrow It's on the front page."
Eric nodded solemnly: "It's really scheming."
Eva immediately betrayed her 'teammate' carelessly: "Hehe, Emily taught me this."
The three of them wandered around together until after six o'clock, answered a phone call with the female assistant beside Eric, and then stepped forward to remind the two of them to get ready, and led them towards a tent on the lawn of Bryant Park. go.
Emily was discussing something with a middle-aged man with a beard. When she saw Eric bringing Eva over, she brought the middle-aged man along and introduced, "Eric, this is Martha from the UK. Mr. Jim Kotteris, Buying Director of the department store."
"Mr. Williams, hello, I like your movies very much," the bearded middle-aged man shook hands with Eric enthusiastically.
Eric had a few pleasantries with the other party, and seeing people on the red carpet not far away had begun to enter the show, Emily gave some instructions to the assistant, and then asked Eric to take off his hat and eyes, saying: "Eri Ke, although you are relatively famous, I still have a lot of people to entertain, you don't mind going in early, do you?"
Eric smiled and said, "No problem."
After Eric finished speaking, he walked towards the red carpet under the guidance of the staff. Many people had already received the news that Eric would appear tonight, and there were obviously far more people around than the other tents Entrance.
Seeing Eric appearing on the red carpet with a tall blonde on his arm, there was a commotion in the crowd immediately, and Eric also heard several female voices screaming.
The flash flashed frantically, and Eric waved to the crowd with a faint smile, and immediately there was a small cheer. If there were no security guards and chains blocking them, these people probably couldn't help but rush forward.
Although there were reporters asking various questions outside from time to time, Eric remained silent all the time. After posing for a series of photos, Eric walked towards the show with Eva on his arm.
"Okay, your task is completed." Eva enjoyed the attention she just received, and she rubbed against Eric with some affection and said, "I'm going to prepare for the catwalk."
After the girl finished speaking, she hurried backstage.
Eric looked at the show, which was not too brightly lit. The white runway was empty, but there were already some people sitting on the stepped seats on both sides of the show.
The staff member sent Eric into the show, then turned and left. Eric remembered Emily telling himself his location, and after a little identification, he walked over.
As soon as he walked in, Eric saw a red figure occupying his place. Although the light was not too bright, Eric could tell at a glance that it was an Asian girl.
The girl has clean, short ear-length hair, and is wearing a bright red shirt with the collar slightly open. A pair of slim trousers set off two slender legs, and a pair of very heroic black leather boots on her feet.
Although Eric didn't immediately recognize the girl's identity, he remembered another person. (To be continued..)