Chapter 392 What is Beiru?
As the words "write the name of Beruco" were said, Jordano was stunned at the time because he was too familiar with the voice, that was Zhou Ming's voice. Why did he come here? And the miscellaneous fashion associations across the street were obviously already colluding with big brands like Barre and others. It is not a good thing to say Beruco's name here at this time!
Jordano was very worried, but the situation that followed completely subverted his views and made him feel a rumble of grass and horse galloping in his heart.
Just saw that the guys from the Fashion Association who were very arrogant just now and did not take anyone at all, suddenly jumped up from the chair like an electric shock. They were all surprised, nervous and respectfully said: "Hello, teacher, why did you come? We are in a bad mood. I hope you don't care."
The performances of these guys made Jordano confused at the time. He didn't understand which performance was performed.
Who is the teacher calling? Zhou Ming? Does he have such a hidden identity? He is actually the teacher of these people, so he went to the Fashion Design Academy?
With these questions in mind, Jordano slowly turned his head and immediately jumped up, waiting for a pair of bull eyes to point at the other side and shouted incredibly: "Teacher Antilles, is that Teacher Antilles?"
Jordano cannot help but be excited. In the French fashion industry, who can not know this most influential design master? Even though Jordano was not strictly considered the fashion industry, but was just the CEO of a fashion OEM factory, he still felt well-known about this name. After all, this name is a benchmark for the French. Just like in the future, you can not watch basketball, but most people have heard of Yao Yao's name.
In fact, Antilles' position in the French fashion industry is much better than Yaoyao's NBA. It can be said that Antilles is the godfather of the French fashion industry.
Then the sudden appearance of such a person must have caused a sensation, not to mention that Antilles was originally in a semi-retreated state, but now only a few ordinary employees of the Fashion Association are here, so they must have been shocked.
At this time, a very disharmonious voice suddenly rang: "I said you are all idiots? Mr. Antilles's purpose here today is to participate in the exhibition of Beluco. Don't you know that Mr. Antilles served as the most important fashion designer of Beluco?"
The three fashion association members then noticed the Chinese standing beside Antilles. They were all stunned, and then showed contempt and angry expressions.
"I can't believe my ears. You actually said that Teacher Antilles came to participate in the exhibition. This is a big joke! I'm afraid you, a Chinese, don't understand what the name Antilles represents in France. It's the supreme master! No matter how many fashion exhibitions, as long as Teacher Antilles goes to, even if you just do it there, you can raise the fashion exhibition to a higher level."
The middle-aged aunt told Zhou Ming very excitedly that compared to her excitement, the man wearing makeup next to her pointed at Zhou Ming and sneered.
"Great! We are the only one here now. If you dare to say such things at the Fashion Design Academy or when there are many applicants before, you will definitely be beaten to death. People like you are not worthy of commenting on fashion!"
There was also the man who had been holding a book and said coldly and hatefully: "I have already remembered what you said just now. What is Beluco Company? I will definitely not allow such a garbage company to participate in the competition. I can't imagine that you can take out any disgusting clothes. Maybe you think that the two leaves are sewn together is fashion. That is not only an insult to the fashion association, but also an insult to the entire French fashion industry!"
Zhou Ming spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's not good, you all said that just now. If we don't participate, it will be a big loss for you."
The three fashion associations rolled their eyes wildly, with the expressions as contempt as they should be.
"I don't understand where you are from the faith. This stupidity is disgusting! He would actually say that it is our loss if you don't participate? I want to say that it is our loss if you participate."
The middle-aged aunt added: "We are talking about Teacher Antilles. He is the one we respect the most and we want to invite. Only by losing his participation will it be the biggest loss for us! And you are the bullshit Beluco Company, just go behind the horizon. Only in the dark and abandoned garbage dump is where you should stay!"
"There must be a limit for arrogance, otherwise it is called shamelessness! I don't know what China in the East is like, but at least in our France, this behavior is as ridiculous as a clown. If we really lose, we may just lose a joke and have a little fun!"
Faced with the crazy ridicule of the three members of the Fashion Association, Zhou Ming said innocently: "Is it even the same with Mr. Antilles' design exhibition?"
The three fashion associations laughed even more exaggeratedly, and they all became reunited.
"This is really ridiculous. I have never heard such a stupid joke. I don't know how to describe my current mood. Have you all heard it? This so-called Chinese actually told us that Mr. Antilles is his designer. I don't think there is any lower-level declaration than this!"
"That's true. I don't think he understands how noble Teacher Antilles is. How noble his attainments and influence in fashion design are. Even our fashion association cannot invite him out. A brand that emerged from nowhere can actually invite Teacher Antilles to be a designer? Are you sure this is not a joke made by God?"
Zhou Ming shook his head and looked at Angeles and said, "There is no other way. Mr. Angeles has to prove it for me."
Angeles looked at Zhou Ming with a painful expression. Obviously, this influential fashion celebrity did not expect to face such a situation. However, he still nodded and said, "Indeed, I am a fashion designer of Beluco. This time I came here to participate in this fashion exhibition for Beluco. I came to register for Beluco."
"Did you hear it? How could Teacher Antilles be a designer of a garbage company like Beruco, what did you say?"
The middle-aged aunt who was originally despised Zhou Ming was taken back by her own words after she said nothing. The French-languager was afraid that she would bite her tongue.
She widened her eyes and couldn't believe her ears. This was Mr. Antilles, the most influential fashion designer in France. Even the most famous Paris Fashion Week wanted to invite him to the mood. Any fashion show was proud to invite him to attend. She deeply remembered that just five years ago, a fashion show in Bordeaux was invited to Antilles with a special relationship. That fashion show is still known as the most successful fashion show.
"Teacher Antilles, are you really the designer he invited? Are you going to be a fashion designer for this Beluco Company?" The middle-aged aunt asked in disbelief. She seemed to think that she had just had an illusion, otherwise this kind of thing would have been beyond common sense!
Angeles still nodded: "I am their designer, because some of their company's ideas coincide with me, and I also want to use this fashion show to make my latest work debut."
Several people from the fashion association felt as uncomfortable as if they had eaten dead rats. They just swear to laugh at Zhou Ming, but they were immediately slapped in the face by Anrez. Now they have become that stupid clown.
They all stared at Angeles with their eyes. They wanted to ask Angeles, you are so big, how could you be a designer for such a brand company that you have never heard of? Is there anything special?
However, none of them dared to really ask, and before they asked, Zhou Ming said first: "Actually, I don't want to do this, nor do I want to invite Mr. Antilles out. It's just that our company registration has hindered, so we have to borrow Mr. Antilles' influence."
Zhou Ming said that, and gave a wink to Jordano over there. Jordano was shocked by the sudden appearance of Anrez at this time, but when he saw Zhou Ming's wink, he immediately reacted and nodded heavily and said, "That's right, they said the quota is full, so we won't be allowed to sign up, but that Barre can allow his friends to sign up!"
Anrez frowned: "What's going on?"
Although it was just a question, but when asked from Antilles, they immediately did not scare their souls. They immediately shook their heads firmly and denied: "There is absolutely no such thing! That's a misunderstanding! This fashion show was held by the Fashion Association. We welcome everyone to sign up. There is no quota limit. We allow Beluco to register, and we will write their names immediately!"
As they said that, they immediately ran back to the booth to write their names, but Zhou Ming called them and asked, "Wait a minute, I didn't hear it clearly just now. Whose name do you want to write to whom?"
"Of course it's the name of your Beluco Company, please report your name!" The middle-aged aunt tried her best to answer with a smile.
"What Luke?" Zhou Ming asked.
"Berluco Company is your company!" the middle-aged aunt replied and emphasized.
"What's Beiru?" Zhou Ming asked again.
"Beluko Company, this is your company"
Before the middle-aged aunt could finish her words, Zhou Ming asked again: "What kind of hu?"
The middle-aged aunt was about to vomit blood, and a smile came out even more ugly than crying. Even though he knew that Zhou Ming asked this on purpose, he could only answer honestly and patiently: "Berluco Company is the company you are planning to sign up for our fashion exhibition, and it is also Teacher Angeles who is your designer. Can I help you register for the name immediately?"
"So that's how it is!" Zhou Ming nodded, and then changed his subject suddenly, "What kind of lie is Beiru?"
Chapter completed!