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    91: Investing in Fashion Trends

    Zhang Kaizhe’s expression turned serious: “What do you mean? You’re being racist!” What do you mean? You’re being racist!

    The white man’s companion quickly smoothed things over: “God, that’s not what he meant. It’s just that you don’t have the experience or the references. We don’t recommend this petition.” Gosh, that’s not what he meant. It’s just that you don’t have the experience or the references. We don’t recommend participating in this competition.

    At this moment, the Indian girl appeared at the door again: “See? That’s how it is.” She waved her hand: “I’ve been saying it for a long time, but there’s nothing I can do.”

    Zhang Kaizhe was still a bit unconvinced: “Damn it, what’s so great about just getting a nomination?”

    The man smiled dismissively: “If you really want to participate in the petition, you should be ready very early.” You should prepare earlier.

    “I ——” Zhang Kaizhe was about to point his finger and curse.

    Jing Yueming also gritted his teeth.

    The staff looked at their exasperation like they were watching monkeys.

    “Where’s your leader?” Jing Yueming asked Zhang Kaizhe to ask.

    The man calmly stated: You probably won’t have the chance to see him.

    He glanced at his watch: “Great, Bob. We’re off in an hour and a half.” Great, only an hour and a half left before getting off work.

    The Indian woman wasn’t surprised: “Do you have any other foreign friends who might be able to help?”

    Zhang Kaizhe grumbled with a dark face: “We only know some students, and they’re all in Italy. It’s so annoying. I wasted a trip with you. I can’t even register. Give me back the plane ticket money.”

    “It wasn’t you who paid for it in the first place.” Jing Yueming took out his phone and called Qiu Ci.

    “Brother!”

    Qiu Ci seemed quite busy. It took a long time for him to answer the phone: “What’s wrong?”

    “I’m here registering, and there’s a bit of a problem with the communication. It’s not going smoothly…” Jing Yueming was a little embarrassed.

    “113? The translator’s office is next door at 115.” Qiu Ci seemed very familiar with the place.

    “No, it’s… they won’t let us register. They say we don’t have enough experience and are too young… and we need a recommendation.”

    “Anyone over eighteen is allowed.” Qiu Ci quickly reacted: “Hiss… I didn’t consider this thoroughly. You’re not familiar with the place in France. How about this, I’ll head over now. Do you need any documents?”

    “It would be better to have a letter of recommendation.” Qiu Ci might have connections in this area.

    Qiu Ci “Mm.”ed: “Okay, I got it.”

    After hanging up the phone, Qiu Ci shouted into the study: “Yue Yue, how about we go out and play?”

    Yue Yue ran out in a flash: “Where to, where to?”

    Half an hour.

    Even though the staff were trying to drive them away, Jing Yueming didn’t budge.

    There was no other way. Stubborn, so be it.

    The Indian woman struck up a conversation with them: “My name is Bagu, and I’m studying fashion design in China.”

    Zhang Kaizhe shook her hand: “No wonder your Chinese is so good. My name is Zhang Kaizhe, and this is Jing Yueming. We were in Italy for the past few years.”

    Bagu nodded: “What a coincidence. Who are you waiting for?”

    “Waiting for… hiss, Qiu Ci is considered… a big boss?”

    “Wait, is he also Chinese?”

    “Mixed-race, probably… he should have some connections.” Zhang Kaizhe belatedly realized that this girl was trying to get close: “Bagu, you? What’s your purpose?”

    Bagu rolled her eyes: “I also want to register. If it’s convenient, I’ll hitch a ride with your big boss. But I don’t know what the result will be yet.”

    A childish voice came from afar: “113 is this way, Uncle.”

    As she spoke, the little girl pushed open the door and entered. She only recognized Jing Yueming in the entire room, so she walked towards him: “Uncle Jing.”

    Jing Yueming scooped her into his arms: “Yue Yue, where’s your uncle?”

    “He’s walking too slowly.”

    Qiu Ci came in holding a phone. He seemed to be talking to someone on the other end, and he looked quite busy.

    He spoke fluently in French to the two staff members, and he seemed very polite.

    He saw the staff waving their hands.

    Qiu Ci smiled helplessly, said something into the phone, and hung up.

    The room fell silent again. This silence didn’t last half a minute before the studio’s landline rang.

    The staff hurriedly answered the phone.

    They said something on the other end. After hanging up, they suddenly became respectful to Qiu Ci.

    They even wanted to call the translator next door to come over.

    Qiu Ci turned his head and reached out to Jing Yueming for the materials: “Where are the things?”

    Jing Yueming handed him the file bag: “The design drawings, registration form, and guarantee are all inside.”

    Qiu Ci unhurriedly opened it, checked it over, carefully sealed it up again, and handed it over.

    The staff efficiently registered them.

    Bagu also seized the opportunity to step forward and submit her documents.

    The two men seemed to value Qiu Ci’s attitude very much, and Bagu also gave Qiu Ci a look of help.

    Qiu Ci opened it and took a look as well, and said something to the staff.

    Bagu was also registered.

    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

    Jing Yueming, holding Yue Yue, walked out with Qiu Ci: “Qiu Ci, what did you say to them?”

    “It’s nothing. I’m bearing a third of the investment, the largest investor currently.” Qiu Ci’s tone was calm, as if it really wasn’t a big deal.

    Zhang Kaizhe and Bagu both widened their eyes: “You! Are the investor. Damn it, I should have properly pulled rank earlier, oh no, flexed my connections…”

    Bagu was very polite: “Thank you just now. May I ask your name?”

    “Qiu Ci. No need to worry too much. Just compete well. Bagu, right? Your design is very creative. Good luck.”

    Speaking of the works, Jing Yueming was a little embarrassed to speak.

    Sure enough, the next second Qiu Ci called him out: “Jing Yueming, I can only say that your manuscript will have no problem getting nominated, but it will probably be difficult to stand out at the final fashion show.”

    “Sorry to disappoint you.” Jing Yueming had once confidently said that he could win an award, that he was fine.

    “Of course, it’s also that I have too high expectations of you. I hope you can have a good result in the end. The creative design is very good, but it’s missing something. Think about it some more.” Qiu Ci said.

    Yue Yue asked curiously: “Uncle, will you design a lot of pretty clothes for the fashion competition?”

    “The purpose of fashion was originally just to keep warm and be practical. Beauty came later, but in the current era, what’s more important than beauty is creativity.”

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