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After leaving the high-rise building of S.V., Yun Xiang thought back and looked at this majestic building: "Brother, this will be a brand I will never cooperate with."

No matter how tall S.V. is, how many international superstars are rushing, but the relationship with Lucia is her refusal to contact.

Song Mian said at the charity dinner that Lucia had attacked him, and she naturally united with Song Mian.

She knew that if there was no Lucia, S.V. estimated that she did not know her number, and she would not be qualified to say anything.

But she believes that one day, there will be no need for anyone to mess around, and these now unreachable brands will also come to her.

"Okay." He Wei's tone was rather spoiled.

Although businessmen are pursuing profits, there are many top luxury brands in the world. S.V. in the clothing industry is indeed a leader, and it is not without a brand that can match.

"Brother, let's go back early." I don't want to be entangled with Lucia here.

He Wei made a booking call and then asked Yun to think about it: "Number three?"

"No problem." Yun nodded.

Fashion week is generally about a week, Yun think about it and rush back to participate in school competitions, certainly can not wait until the end.

They didn't take the task to participate, they could go whenever they wanted, and three days was enough to brush their faces.

Back to the hotel, Yun thought about starting to organize her luggage, and saw Song Xianglian sent her Xiangxianglian: "Sister Qian, how can I take this?"

International aviation does not allow plants to be carried. Should Song Mian deliberately run for this potted flower?

"What air flight did you buy?" Song Qian asked with her mobile phone.

"Italian Airlines." Yun Xiangxiang heard He Wei's phone booking.

Song Qian made a phone call and exchanged ideas with each other: "Take it to the airline office before boarding, they will have a special channel for transportation."

"Can it still be like this?" Yun thinks of her last life. She went to the Kingdom of Thousand Buddhas and wanted to bring two grapefruits to be detained directly.

"Yes, do a franchise, you can take it wherever you want." Song Qian said this is as simple as the weather.

Yun thinks of the Song family of traditional Chinese medicine. Master Song has so many plants to keep, and the herbs and flowers are not expected to have less luck.

After solving the problem, Yun thought about brushing the question again, turning on the computer and Song Mian had sent her the video of the wrong question yesterday.

Time is running out. As Yun thinks about the slow progress of brushing a set of questions every day, her error rate is getting lower and lower.

The topics are different, but the knowledge points are the same, but the comprehensive approach is changed.

The day-to-day thinking of Yun is to brush questions to watch fashion shows and consolidate knowledge of opera.

After watching the fashion show in the afternoon on the 1st, He Wei thought about Yun after lunch and said, "There are two partners who are looking for you."

Lu Jin was also nearby. He Wei had no plans to hide, and Yun thought about listening carefully.

"One is the Italian women's clothing brand, which is a famous brand in Italy, but the Chinese market is not much concerned." He Weishi pointed at the virtual button on the table, "another brand that has not yet been created."

"No brand created?" Yun thought incredible. "What's the situation?"

"Have you heard of Deng Yang?" He Wei asked.

"Hear it." Yun thought and nodded.

A famous fashion designer, Yun Xiang thought about her interview in her last life. Deng Yang, who is in her forties, is an inspirational woman in China. Many people in the entertainment industry will invite her to design dresses in private.

"She has her own brand." Deng Yang's brand is not an ordinary brand, and can be ranked in the world.

"She was divorced and the lawsuit on brand property rights was lost. She now has nothing but her talent." He Wei said.

Yun Xian thought that Deng Yang had divorced and fell to such a point: "Her contacts are not still there."

Deng Yang studied abroad in the Big Apple City for several years, and his connections in the United States are very wide, even in the fashion industry.

"How long have you not heard from her?" He Wei didn't answer the question.

When asked by He Wei, Yun thinks that she remembered that she was hospitalized in her previous life and did not pay attention to the outside world, and then she was reborn, for five or six years.

She was only 13 years old before five or six years...

For the slightly inquiring look of Shang Lu Jin and He Wei, Yun thinks not to be unhurried, with a bit of shyness: "I thought about being a fashion designer before, and I saw her interview about six years ago."

When Deng Yang was shining six years ago, Yun thinks he likes painting and thinks of being a designer. Naturally he is interested in related content. It is reasonable to see the interview by accident.

"She lost the lawsuit five years ago through divorce. She got half of her husband and wife's property division, but she had uterine cancer. She was receiving treatment for four years and only recovered completely last year." He Wei did not doubt Yun think about it.

"People go to tea and cool..." Yun thinks about Deng Yang's current situation.

For five years, Deng Yang has become a thing of the past in the ever-changing fashion world.

If Deng Yang was the founder of a big brand in the past, many artists should still be willing to cooperate with her, but now she is no longer, the big-name artists naturally have concerns, and the small artists estimate that Deng Yang is not good.

It doesn't matter if it's high or not, just think of this newcomer who is neither a big name nor a small artist.

"Is she in Mido?" Yun Xiang admired such a woman very much.

Born from an ordinary family and struggling all the way, it was only at the age of thirty that he appeared in the fashion circle. At the age of thirty-five, he met love. At the age of thirty-eight, he became famous. At the age of forty, he was betrayed by love.

She wanted to come to her for a few years without spending less on medical treatment. Now her economic situation is not ideal. She is forty-five years old and still full of energy.

In her previous life, she was tired at the age of thirty and couldn't work hard. She chose to end her life, which is a bit ashamed by comparison.

"Yes, I'll call her now." He Wei actually wanted Yun to think about and cooperate with Deng Yang.

However, he does not want to think about the cloud, a brand is not so easy to create, and Deng Yang has entered the age of old age.

This is also the reason why Deng Yang couldn't find a suitable artist. The artists who collaborated with Deng Yang six years ago were either standing on top or drowning in circles.

The former now has its own brand of fixed cooperation, why not go the flat road, why bother to venture with Deng Yang?

The latter is naturally impossible for Deng Yang to find. What she needs is the person who will accompany her to come back, not the same yellow flower as her yesterday.

As a fashion designer, she was able to start all over again; once the showbiz was eliminated, she was basically sentenced to death.

Deng Yanghe has changed a lot six years ago. She is very thin, with short sharp hair and a simple suit.

But in her eyes, Yun thinks that she can't see a bit of decadence and depression, only a shimmering light.

And the strength to get ready.

"Deng Yang." He simply reached out.