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The Huahai Art Center was already full of security guards, and even the armed brigade of the Defense Bureau was dispatched.
Reporters from all over the world are robbing good locations outside, reporting major events in the fashion industry.
With a large number of celebrities from all walks of life walking into the art center one after another on the red carpet, the fashion show is about to kick off.
Su Qingxue did not choose to walk on the red carpet. She drove the car by herself. After passing the security review, she stopped the car and entered the banquet hall.
The lobby has been remodeled. In front of it is a huge catwalk. There are no more than one hundred seats for VIPs in the infield, and there are also several hundred seats, which are relatively far away.
Su Qingxue also had no idea of being popular, so she just politely wore a black dress decorated with diamonds, which was simple and neat.
But her natural beauty still attracted her attention as soon as she entered the door.
Su Qingxue was accustomed to these gazes and ignored them, she was a little irritable, because Ye Fan, this fellow, seemed to let her pigeons go.
But she didn't want to take the initiative to call and ask, it was a bit embarrassing, and she would rather treat it as a man no longer exists.
At this moment, Ye Fan called.
Su Qingxue saw it, and deliberately waited for the phone to ring a few times before picking it up with a bad tone, "Hey..."
"Haha... Wife, I'm sorry, something happened, now it's solved, and I'm rushing to shoot a horse!"
"You'd better not come, it's not a big deal anyway," Su Qingxue said.
Ye Fan said hurriedly: "Watching the show is a trivial matter, but watching it with my wife is a big deal! Wife, wait for me, reserve a seat for me, I will be there soon!"
At this moment, a staff member in a suit walked over with a smile and invited Su Qingxue over.
Su Qingxue said: "I'm going to sit down first. When you arrive, go directly into the infield, and just show them the invitation letter."
After speaking, Su Qingxue hung up the phone.
"This is Mr. Su from the Fairview Group. Please choose a seat first," the staff member said politely.
Su Qingxue walked over and found that there was another machine with a screen for selecting seats.
"Your seats are not lined up?" Su Qingxue asked.
"Oh, in order to show respect to the VIPs in the infield, our seats are arranged randomly through the computer.
After all, most VIPs want to sit in the first row and watch the performance at the closest distance, but the seats in the first row are limited after all.
And some positions are fixed for show stars and some world-class masters in the fashion industry. There are not many positions left in the first row, so they can only be randomly selected,” the staff explained.
Su Qingxue frowned, "My husband is coming too, can I take two seats together?"
"Yes, as long as you have two invitations, you can choose a seat at the same time, but if you choose a seat in the back, you must also sit in the back at the same time."
In fact, Su Qingxue didn't really care where to sit, so she nodded and said, "Then I will choose two at the same time."
Immediately, Su Qingxue went up and pressed the button.
Soon, the computer showed two seats, which were relatively backward.
After all, the probability is small, and Su Qingxue didn't think what happened.
But just as Su Qingxue was about to go down and sit down, she saw the staff member gestured at the person behind who controlled the computer.
Immediately, the seat number on the display suddenly changed, and it became the first row of seats.
"Congratulations to President Su, you just got a seat in the first row", the staff member smiled kindly and said: "Please go and sit down."
Su Qingxue frowned, and she was sure that she was right. It was clear that they had tampered with her seat quietly.
"You... Why do you help me change my seat?" Su Qingxue asked.
The staff member chuckled and groaned, "Mr. Su, don't embarrass us. We also listen to the instructions above..."
Su Qingxue muttered in her heart, could it be that Ye Fan secretly used her relationship behind her back? With the strength of her husband, it is indeed possible.
It is estimated to please myself, secretly arranged the first row of seats.
Su Qingxue didn't say much, nodded, walked to the first row of the infield below, and sat down.
At this time, most of the people in the infield were already seated, but some heavyweight guests naturally came to the finale.
Su Qingxue found that there were almost no people sitting in the first row. It seemed that the real big names in the fashion world were all bigger than anyone else, so she deliberately delayed playing time.
Many people looked at Su Qingxue enviously. After all, being able to sit in the first row meant that he could be guaranteed to be on camera when it was broadcast live worldwide, and it was also a symbol of status and wealth.
Su Qingxue sat alone and was quite bored, so she took out her mobile phone and flipped through the news.
It didn't take long to hear a loud noise coming from behind.
"... I heard from someone Yang that when I watch a show, I have to rely on a machine to arrange a seat for me! Do you not want to do business in Xia Guo!?"
Su Qingxue looked back suspiciously, wanting to see who had such a temper.
Soon, many people at the scene looked over.
I only saw a middle-aged man with shiny hair, sunglasses, an Armani suit, and a cigar in his hand. He was losing his temper with a gloomy expression on his face.
Next to him, there is a handsome man wearing a fashionable punk retro-style jacket. This man, who most people know, is Xia Guo's most popular star, Wu Han.
"Isn't that Wu Han? Is it Yang Huacheng next to him?"
"It's Boss Yang from Xia Guo Royal Entertainment, with the background of the Xiangjiang Xinyi Gang, can you not be bullish?"
"Wu Han seems to be his godson, right? Wu Han will perform tonight, right?"
"Now the organizer has encountered a tough situation. Wu Han's ability to perform on the Victoria's Secret Show must have been through the relationship with Boss Yang.
Boss Yang deliberately came from Xiangjiang to join his godson Wu Han. How could he accept a seat in the back row? "
"Keep your voice down! Don't let anyone hear it! That's the big man who controls half of Xia Guo's entertainment circle, we can't afford to provoke..."
In the infield, most of them are either rich or expensive, but these people are still quite jealous when they see Yang Huacheng.
Sure enough, Yang Huacheng didn't bother to take care of the staff, took a few bodyguards, and walked directly to the infield.
The staff couldn't stop them, but they didn't dare to fight with such a big guy who eats everything in black and white, so they could only follow nervously.
Yang Huacheng walked to the first row with a arrogant expression, glanced at him, and asked, "Wu Han, where are you sitting?"
Wu Han is the guest performing tonight, and he is Xia Guo's leading star. In order to promote the effect, he is sitting in the first row.
He was chewing gum with a handsome and unruly smile. He pointed his finger at a seat next to Su Qingxue, and said, "There, the seat arranged for me by the organizer, seems to be sitting next to the masters of the fashion industry." .
Yang Huacheng nodded, walked directly to Su Qingxue, took a look at Su Qingxue, and said, "I know you, you are... that young female entrepreneur from Huahai Jinxiu Group, I saw you in the magazine."
Wu Han also stared at Su Qingxue, his eyes showing a little infatuation.
Although Su Qingxue didn't feel very comfortable in her heart, she didn't want to have conflicts with a well-connected veteran boss like Yang Huacheng. After all, the organizer still had to run a show.
So he stood up, nodded and said, "I am, is there anything wrong with Mr. Yang?"
"I'll change seats with you, you should have no objection," Yang Huacheng said naturally, as if it were taken for granted. Mobile users, please browse and read for a better reading experience.