From Signing In To Dominate The World

"Excuse me."

Looking at Gao Wen, who was bent down to shine his shoes, Chen Liang was a little embarrassed when he sat down again.

Even though Gao Wen worked hard to teach, he still stepped on Gao Wen several times during the dance just now.

"You didn't mean it on purpose, did you?"

Gao Wen squeezed the tissue and sat upright, a little bit dumbfounded.

She began to think that this guy was just a subterfuge, but she didn't know that he didn't seem to lie.

"Didn't I tell you?"

Chen Liang took a sip of champagne and said helplessly: "I really can't dance."

He was forced to play a little clown today.

"I don't know what you said is true."

Gao Wen also picked up a glass of champagne and motioned to him: "I'm sorry, it's me. I apologize to you."

Chen Liang smiled bitterly, but it was still somewhat enjoyable inside.

The feeling of stepping on the opponent and apologizing to himself is really strange.

After all, in the final analysis, in the process of dancing just now, he should be considered a lot of cheap.

Even if he didn't have any bad thoughts, he would inevitably bump into dancing.

But Gao Wen didn't seem to be aware of it at all.

"Have you had a holiday with Gulina?"

Chen Liang changed the subject.

"Why do you ask?"

Gao Wen curiously asked.

"feel."

Gao Wen pondered for a moment, "It's not a holiday, but my colleagues are friends. Because she and I are both from Anxi and are about the same age, we are often compared together. Over time, even if we are used to it. Treat the opponent as an opponent."

Chen Liang nodded, drank champagne, and suddenly said, "You can't compare to her."

Gao Wen was caught off guard and looked at Chen Liang in amazement, thinking she had heard it wrong for the first time.

"What did you say?"

"I said, you are inferior to her."

Listening to Chen Liang's words, a strong grievance suddenly rushed into her heart, and even a faint soreness in her eyes, Gao Wen tried to open her eyes wide and stared at Chen Liang closely.

"Why did you say that?"

"They have changed a few boyfriends, but you are always alone, do you think you are inferior to them?"

Gao Wen was stunned for a moment, and her mood instantly broke through the clouds, and she even laughed uncontrollably.

"This is what you said."

"Otherwise you thought what I was talking about."

Gao Wen didn't catch the stubbornness, holding a tall cup, "Everyone has different ideas. I always feel that the men in the circle are unreliable. If I choose, I will definitely not choose a male artist."

"You should have a lot of suitors? Don't you have a favorite one?"

Chen Liang asked.

He was purely unintentional, but in Gao Wen's ears, it had another meaning.

She glanced at Chen Liang, then bit her lip, and whispered softly: "There are some, but I don't feel too much."

"Then you look pretty high."

"I don't think my vision is so high, as long as my character is okay, I am decent, and I am willing to be nice to me, it is enough."

"There should be a lot of people like this."

Gao Wen shook her head.

"Why. These requirements just sound simple. I have seen many lovers in the circle, just like Sister Carambola. Before marriage, her husband was not very good to her, but the result?"

"This can't all put the blame on the man, dare you say that there is nothing wrong with your sister Carambola? I have heard a lot of her lace news."

Chen Liang stood up and spoke a fair word for the broad masses of male compatriots.

Gao Wen glanced at him, then lowered her head to drink, without even arguing for her boss.

Chen Liang is not a gossip. What he knows is nothing more than the lace news he heard as an ordinary person before. Now he is so boring to explore the private lives of these female celebrities, so he stopped this topic.

"Are your clothes custom made? It's pretty."

He looked at Gao Wen's fish scale skirt and asked with a smile.

As a public figure, the dress of a female celebrity is extremely important.

There are often actresses who are verbally criticized because of poor clothes, and even turned into laughingstocks.

The dress that Gao Wen wore today is indeed unique and eye-catching, which adds a lot to her already outstanding appearance.

As the boss of D.G, Chen Liang also needs to learn about fashion.

"It doesn't count, it was given by the sponsor."

"What brand? Hermes? Chanel? Gucci?"

Chen Liang thinks of these international first-line luxury brands.

But Gao Wen shook his head and said a name that he had never expected.

"Neither, it's Valentillo."

"Valentino?"

Chen Liang had obviously never heard of this name.

Gao Wen seemed to have expected his reaction.

"Then Valentino, you should know?"

Valentino Chen Liang is naturally like a thunderbolt. In the domestic streets, you can almost see it and Pierre Cardin selling off the building.

It's just that a star like Gao Wen, how could he wear such cheap brand clothes?

And this fish-scale skirt doesn't quite match his image of the Chinese Lontino.

The Valentinos seen on the street are all hung on a hanger to be selected by someone. They are ordinary and unremarkable, but the set of Gao Wen is extremely high-profile and luxurious.

This is simply the difference between cloud and mud, it is hard to imagine that it will be the same brand of clothes.

"Valentino is actually no worse than any brand, but the domestic reputation and brand value are ruined by those fakes. The domestic Valentinos are actually copycats. People who really know a little about clothing, if they don’t know Valentino, it’s like I don’t know that the Rolls Royce in the car is the same. It is the world’s top brand of haute couture and haute couture, with an average unit price higher than the well-known Dior and Chanel.”

Gao Wen's popular science has undoubtedly expanded some of Chen Liang's knowledge.

"If you have been to an exhibition show in Valentino, you will understand why clothing is called a work of art and a flowing sculpture."

"Is it so powerful?"

"certainly."

Every actress will have her own favorite brand, and Gao Wen seems to be a loyal fan of Valentino.

"The name'Love Saint' in Italian has always been a legend in the fashion industry, so so many people imitated and copied it. It's just a pity that it was ruined by fakes in China."

While the two were chatting, suddenly, a mechanical reminder sounded in Chen Liang's mind.

"Ding, after cooling down, the host can go to the sign-in location to sign in. The sign-in location: Valentino Fashion Show in Italy."

Italy?

Is it so far this time?

Although a little surprised, Chen Liang was more pleased.

"Valentino will have a show in Italy next week, and they invited me..."

Gao Wen was still talking.

Chen Liang suddenly interrupted, "Can I go with you?"

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