Chapter 1172 Dog Bites Man

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The guests in the infield all around intentionally or unintentionally looked over.

In this venue, there are basically people of distinction, so most of them know each other, so naturally everyone knows who Su Qingxue is.

Although in terms of asset size, Su Qingxue's Splendid Group seems to be able to compete equally with Xia Guo Royal Entertainment Company.

But in terms of background, most people naturally think that Yang Huacheng is more profound.

Some entrepreneurs and celebrities who admired Su Qingxue showed a bit of worry, because as far as they knew, this young female CEO had a cold temper, if she contradicted Yang Huacheng, something would happen.

Su Qingxue frowned lightly, thinking in her heart whether she should agree or not.

And the staff next to him bravely persuaded: "Mr. Yang, Ms. Su has drawn two seats here, and the rules do not allow random changes."

When Yang Huacheng heard it, his eyes suddenly became gloomy, and he asked back: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly..."

The staff member's face turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Wu Han sneered disdainfully and said, "What are you doing? Ask the president of Victoria's Secret, do you still want to hold a fashion show in Daxia!? When my godfather gets angry, you can't even do business!!"

"Mr. Wu Han, we respect Mr. Yang, but... but Ms. Su is also our distinguished guest..."

Before the staff could finish speaking, Yang Huacheng sneered and said, "You mean, I'm getting older, so I'm not as influential as this young beauty entrepreneur? My status is not as good as this girl?"

"No, no... Of course that's not what it means..." The staff hurriedly shook their heads.

Wu Han sneered triumphantly and said: "You migrant workers, I advise you, don't make my godfather angry, otherwise...the consequences are beyond what you can imagine..."

Seeing the extremely ugly and embarrassed expressions of several staff members, Su Qingxue sighed faintly.

"Just change it, I don't really care," Su Qingxue said.

Naturally, she is not afraid of Yang Huacheng, and she doesn't bother to care about the Xinyi Gang. Anyway, the world's largest underground force, the largest underground intelligence system, is her own.

However, if she refused on the spot, this Yang Huacheng would probably cause her a lot of trouble.

If she starts her hands, is she going to freeze these people into ice? Then there will be a big commotion.

Her state of mind has long passed the period when she would not hesitate to go to war for a small face, and she is not reckless.

Yang Huacheng and Wu Han, in her eyes, are no different from some ignorant nouveau riche.

It's actually a waste of time to haggle over every detail with this kind of person, and it's unnecessary.

A dog bites a man, but a man cannot bite a dog.

"Very well, respecting the elders is what young people should do." Yang Huacheng nodded with satisfaction.

Wu Han chuckled lightly and said, "Godfather, you should sit at the front, as you should."

Su Qingxue didn't say much, she picked up her bag naturally, got up and walked to the seat behind.

Several staff members saw that there was nothing they could do, after all, Su Qingxue herself agreed.

The surrounding guests didn't find it strange when they saw this scene. In everyone's opinion, Su Qingxue really shouldn't contradict Yang Huacheng.

"President Su, why don't we give you another seat in the front row?" the staff member asked in a low voice, and said apologetically.

Su Qingxue shook her head, sat in the second-to-last row, and said, "No need, I'll just take a look here."

Hearing what Su Qingxue said, several staff members had no choice but to disperse.

Just at this time, there were some discussions in the infield. A tall man with avant-garde clothes and exaggerated hairstyle, and a blond middle-aged man dressed like a European court nobleman, accompanied by several assistants, walked out. Entered the venue.

Fellaini leaned on the back half of his body respectfully, introducing something to the man in court attire in front, with a very eager expression on his face.

"Look! It's the chief designer of Faguo LD Group, Master Fellaini!"

"Who is that next to Master Fellaini? It seems that he has a higher status than him?"

"Is there anyone in the fashion industry who has a higher status than Master Fellaini? Could it be the boss of LD Group?"

"Impossible, this kind of world-class master, even in front of the boss, would not be so considerate..."

At the feast of the fashion industry, the status of top designers is naturally self-evident.

Therefore, as soon as Fellaini appeared, many people wanted to go up and talk to him.

Wu Han also seized the opportunity, showed a humble smile, and went up to shake hands with Fellaini: "Master Fellaini, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

Fellaini glanced at Wu Han and said with a smile, "Mr. Wu Han, I remember...I saw you last time at Paris Fashion Week."

"Haha, what an honor, Master still remembers me." Wu Han then pretended to smile unintentionally and asked, "I wonder who this distinguished gentleman belongs to Master Fellaini? His clothes are so tasteful!"

The court-style attire of this blond middle-aged man looks like a purely handcrafted boutique. It is very unique, but full of indescribable low-key luxury.

Fellaini said proudly: "This Master George is my mentor! He is also the designer of many royal families!

Back then, I benefited a lot from my teacher's study, which greatly helped and influenced my design! "

Many guests who listened with pricked ears showed reverence and surprise when they heard this.

Fellaini is already a top international designer, and his mentor is no small matter!

It turned out to be the royal designer! ? No wonder it makes Fellaini so sad.

People of this level are not something ordinary local tyrants can make friends with. Even the top international fashion shows are not worthy of inviting them to come.

Because, they don't make clothes for ordinary people and ordinary rich people, so of course they don't bother to come to these occasions!

"As expected of Master Fellaini, it is possible to invite such a distinguished Master George to visit us", and some people immediately began to pursue him.

Fellaini smiled and waved his hands, and said: "Men just happened to take advantage of this fashion show to meet two distinguished figures, and just came to give pointers. I can't invite my mentor."

Everyone couldn't help talking, and they didn't know which rich and noble family knew Master George.

"It turned out to be Master George, what a disrespect! My name is Wu Han, and I'm an actor..." Wu Han immediately wanted to make friends with George, and it would be even better if he could take a photo with him.

As soon as the publicity went out, it was said that Wu Han took a photo with the royal designer of Yingguo, and the image quality was different all of a sudden!

However, George just nodded lightly and didn't pay much attention.

George scanned the first row of seats in the infield left and right, as if looking for someone.

Wu Han stood there with embarrassment, forced a smile, and then sat back in his seat in despair.

When the surrounding guests saw all this, they were secretly happy, and they knew in their hearts that Master George simply looked down on the so-called popular entertainment stars.

Yang Huacheng reached out and patted his godson's back, but didn't say anything. After all, he still didn't dare to provoke the royal designer.

After looking around, George frowned and asked Fellaini, "Which seat is Madam sitting in? Isn't it the first row?"