The work team attached great importance to Li Zhao's attendance at the Canghuan Annual Meeting, so they brought the clothing and stylist over early.
Looking at the five-step-one-post, three-step-one-post, and extremely strict security community, the people in the work team began to wonder how much water Li Zhao's poor people had.
"This community..." Someone whispered: "It seems difficult to live in."
"Friend Zhaozhao has two villas in this community, so I borrowed one for him to live in." Seeing the misunderstanding of other colleagues, Zhang Xiaoyuan explained, "There is nothing else in our family, just poor."
The colleague who spoke was full of vicissitudes: "Brother Zhang, do you know that I am actually a goblin."
"What kind?"
"Lemon extract."
"Hahahahaha." The big joke sitting next to him kept laughing and patted his thighs and said, "I tell you, when I helped Zhaozhao move the other day, I was as sour as you were."
Who doesn't want to have a good buddy who is rich and generous
While chatting and laughing, the driver looked sideways at Zhang Xiaoyuan timidly: "Brother Zhang, continue driving inside, or drive into the underground garage here."
"No, drive directly from the right lane. The house where Zhao Zhao lives has a private garage."
Others feel more sour.
Li Zhao received a call from Zhang Xiaoyuan and heard that they had entered the gate of the community, so he squatted in front of Yan Ting's house and waited for them to come.
Several minutes passed, and finally two cars slowly drove over. Li Zhao waved to them, "Here."
"Zhao, why are you squatting in front of someone else's house?" Zhang Xiaoyuan stuck his head out of the car window.
"I've been living here for the past few days, and you guys drive in." Li Zhao pointed to the direction of the garage: "The garage door is open."
The car drove to the garage door, and the team staff saw that there were security personnel in the garage: "Zhao Zhao's friend, what's the background?"
"It's just two buildings, with dozens of storefronts in the background." Da Ke shook his head and sighed: "Every month's light is the income from rent, and it's millions."
"If these two houses are in the third ring road, the shop surface is prosperous..." Everyone bowed their heads and counted: "No, no, I think I hate the rich."
The private garage is very large, with seven or eight cars neatly parked in it. With the presence of security, everyone was embarrassed to look at them, but only vaguely felt that these cars were not cheap.
"Are you all Mr. Li's colleagues?" The security guard gave them a gentle smile. Seeing that they were holding a lot of things, they called a few security guards to help them carry things: "Please come this way."
"Please pay attention to the steps below."
The stylist was a little unhappy. He didn't understand why Strawberry Entertainment arranged for him to come to the artist's house to do the styling. How could the artist's studio have complete tools
But even if he was dissatisfied, he still wanted to entertain the strawberry.
Seeing that there are luxury cars and security, and what the artist's team staff are talking about, he understands that it is a nouveau riche.
Stepping into the luxurious door, looking at the domestic helpers who were standing neatly at the door, the stylist was even more certain that this was a nouveau riche.
"Welcome everyone, I heard that you have come to do styling for Mr. Li. My husband specially prepared a dressing room for everyone." The butler smiled at everyone: "Please come with me."
Everyone followed behind the butler, pushed the door and walked into a spacious room, all eyes widening.
The major brands of cosmetics, skin care products and makeup tools are classified on different shelves, the most expensive makeup lamps, and various professional equipment.
"Prepare in a hurry. If you are missing anything, please tell me immediately, and I will arrange for the staff to deliver it." The butler pointed to the snacks and drinks on the table, and introduced everyone to where the various utensils were placed: "There is someone guarding the door. Now, if you need anything, you can speak, everyone, please feel free."
Just now I thought that the owner of this house might be a nouveau riche stylist, but now I can't wait to kneel down and recognize my father. This is simply the dressing room that stylists and makeup artists dream of!
"Teacher, what's the matter with you?" The makeup assistant saw tears in the stylist's eyes: "Did you forget to bring something?"
"No." The stylist shook his head, why did he have tears in his eyes
Because he loves the things here deeply.
After Li Zhao entered the dressing room, he was severely damaged from head to toe, and the skin care steps were exquisite to the heels, and every strand of hair received the attention and love of the stylist.
"Your skin is very good, so you don't have to worry about the death scene of the high-definition camera." The stylist and makeup artist circled around Li Zhao, but soon they discovered a problem. fit.
A layman may not see anything, but an expert can tell at a glance that the tailoring of this dress does not suit Li Zhao's figure.
Li Zhao has a thin waist and long legs, and his skin is pale, and this suit is obviously more suitable for mature men in their thirties.
"What should I do?" Strawberry Entertainment prepared three sets of dresses for Li Zhao, but none of these three sets had the effect the stylist wanted.
"These clothes can only be regarded as not successful, and they can't fully show the charming taste of Li Zhao." The stylist shook his head critically: "I want the feeling of wearing a suit, but others are crazy to take off the clothes."
"Sunshine, pure, abstinent yet charming." The stylist looked at Li Zhao's face and muttered to himself, "These clothes will only waste this beautiful face."
Li Zhao let them rub it numbly, and now even if they asked him to walk the red carpet under the sheets, he would agree without hesitation.
"Sorry for disturbing everyone again." The housekeeper knocked on the door again and came in, reaching out and following two helpers pushing clothes racks: "Mr. Li, I ordered some gifts some time ago, but the staff remembered the wrong size. Nothing is right for you?"
The shelves are filled with all kinds of men's gifts, in all colors.
The stylist picked one at random: "The design of this dress is very similar to the style of the chief designer of Hongjia."
A designer of this level should not make the rudimentary mistake of getting the wrong size.
"This set is like the design of the Orange House..." The stylist's hands trembled a little. These are not like sales models, but more like private customization. Is it a coincidence that so many designers remember the wrong size at the same time
Even more coincidentally, after he picked one and asked Li Zhao to change it, the size turned out to be just right.
"Just this set." The stylist chose an elegant black dress, and the white shirt and black suit were matched for a timeless color contrast.
This suit is indeed very suitable for Li Zhao, but the jewelry that he brought with him is not worthy of this suit.
Seeing that they had picked out their dresses, the butler opened the locked cabinet next to them: "There are some accessories in here, I don't know if there is anything you need."
Everyone looked around and saw neatly arranged watches, cuffs, brooches, collar clips, collar pins...
"I can't watch it any longer." Dake covered his eyes and turned his head, gasping for breath while supporting his colleague: "If I keep watching, I'm afraid I will commit a crime of robbery."
"Uncle Steward." Li Zhao, who was dying, regained his energy again under the golden light of the jewelry: "All these were bought by Ting Ting?"
"These are Mr.'s personal belongings, and Mr. Li can use them with confidence." The butler nodded gracefully: "Please don't worry."
The light of the diamond was a little bright, Li Zhao blinked, took a deep breath and said, "I understand."
The stylist put on gloves and carefully took out a diamond tie pin and put it on Li Zhao, muttering the name of a big designer, as if he was worshiping a sacred object.
After matching all the accessories for Li Zhao, the stylist's voice was trembling: "Zhaozhao, you must protect these things tonight, don't lose them."
The brooch worn on the chest was one of the favorite accessories of a certain foreign noble a hundred years ago. After the noble went bankrupt, his collection was auctioned. In the last century, after this brooch was photographed by a businessman in China, it disappeared, and I did not expect it to appear here.
This is not something you can buy with money. If you lose it, you can't afford to sell their entire team.
"It's just a piece of stone." The housekeeper smiled: "Sir said, as long as Mr. Li has a good time at the annual meeting."
God fucking stones!
The stylist is going crazy, is it a matter of a few stones
Yeah? !
Now the upstarts are so bold
Everyone is satisfied with the full body styling. The team's camera was on the corridor of the villa, and they took a few full body pictures for Li Zhao to use as a promotional image for the studio.
Before leaving, Li Zhao asked the team to wait for him in the living room, and he knocked on Yan Ting's door.
"Tingting." Pushing the door in, Yan Ting sat on the balcony with an unopened book on his lap. He turned his head, looked at Li Zhao who walked in, and was silent for a few seconds: "Not bad."
"Good-looking?" Li Zhao walked over to him and touched the tea cup on the table. The tea was cold, and the leaves outside the balcony were swaying gently in the cold wind.
He turned around and picked up his jacket and put it on Yan Ting: "I'll try to come back as early as possible in the evening. Remember to ask the kitchen to keep meals for me."
Participating in this kind of annual meeting is definitely not enough.
"Okay." Yan Ting looked at the child's new hairstyle and nodded affirmatively: "It's beautiful."
"I was rubbed by them for a whole afternoon. If it doesn't look good, I'll be very sorry to the fans." Li Zhao took the tea cup away: "Don't drink the tea when it's cold."
"Zhao Zhao, we're ready to go."
Zhang Xiaoyuan's voice came from downstairs.
"I'm going out first." Li Zhao took two steps. Seeing Yan Ting obediently sitting on the chair watching him, he couldn't help walking back and rubbing his hair: "Dude, you are so cute!"
Seeing Yan Ting's beautiful hair being messed up by himself, Li Zhao felt a little guilty and ran away.
The sound of footsteps spread farther and farther, Yan Ting reached out and grabbed the jacket that was draped over him, got up and walked to the balcony railing, watching Li Zhao and his team trot towards the garage.
Watching the car slowly open the door, the light in Yan Ting's eyes gradually dimmed.
"Sir." The housekeeper stood at the door and didn't come in: "Before Mr. Li goes out, let me remind you, don't forget to drink the soup stewed in the kitchen."
The window screen trembled in the cold wind, and through the half-closed screen, the housekeeper could not see Yan Ting clearly.
"I see." He looked down at the jacket on his body: "Bring it up."
The red carpet segment of the Canghuan Annual Meeting has always been popular with fans and audiences. Cang Huan also seems to understand the psychology of fans very well, so he broadcasts the red carpet live on video sites every year.
With the development of the information age, Canghuan also has industries involving entertainment information. For example, the famous webcasting platform Qingjiao Video has shares in Canghuan.
Before the red carpet started, netizens had already squatted in the live broadcast room, and major forums had also posted live broadcasts, waiting for the artist to appear.
As night fell, the major media had already occupied suitable shooting positions around the red carpet.
At the beginning, the bosses of major companies entered the venue. Everyone lacked interest. Even the live broadcast room did not have many fans leaving messages. At most, some people ran out to gossip. Which artist did this boss have an affair with, it seemed very deserted.
But when the first female artist wearing a fishtail skirt appeared, the barrage area began to boil!
The major fashion marketing accounts are linked in real time, starting to pick up the clothes and jewelry on the artist, which one is from. Fans are very busy while comparing, swiping barrage for their own artists, and going to the Weibo forum to criticize and praise their own artists.
When Li Zhao appeared on the red carpet, the barrage was cold for a few seconds, and then a lot of exclamation marks and ahh appeared.
"Ah, who is this little brother, within three seconds, I want to know all his information!"
"I can! I can do this face, this leg, this waist!"
"With so many big names, how did Li Zhao, the 18th line, get in?"
"The collar pin on his shirt is beautiful, and I want to buy the same style for my boyfriend."
"I am the only one who thinks that Cang Huanian will become low? Even Li Zhao's 18th line can get an invitation letter."
The author has something to say: Ting Baobao: I have a few beautiful stones here, I will give you a duck~
Zhaozhao: I go out to play, you have to eat obediently at home.