chapter 49

Jiang Weicheng raised his eyes and looked at him with a calm expression: "Not the latest, employees who did not attend the regular meeting in the morning will probably know about this matter tomorrow."

"You clearly know that I'm not asking this." He Wen laughed, but there was no smile in his eyes: "So, should I still thank you for not really letting me be the last to know?"

Of course she could hear the sarcasm in his words, but she still smiled politely at him: "Mr. He, this matter has nothing to do with whether you thank me or not. In fact, I want to say thank you. Over the past year or so,

Thank you for your cooperation in work."

After all, he is the original person in charge of Yaren, and he still has some shares in him. For more than a year, if he really wants to cause obstacles in her work, even if she can handle it properly in the end, it will take a lot of effort.

He can cooperate with the work and even complete the work with all his heart, which really saves her a lot of trouble.

After this resignation, she really had nothing to do with Yaren anymore. They said they would get together and part ways, and she didn't want to be too indifferent on the last day.

"I don't need you to say thank you so politely." He Wen smiled again, this time with a helpless wry smile, "Although Yaren is now part of Qiuxe, in the end it was my father who founded it. I work

You should be serious. But, over the past year or so, I thought we had a tacit understanding..."

After he learned that Huo Xichen was going to study abroad, he began to try to forget everything, pretend that the two had never fallen in love and break up, pretend that he had never hurt her, pretend that she had no boyfriend, and completely put himself in the position of being an ordinary friend to get along with her.

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This year, they have worked overtime together more than once, and they have been drinking glasses of wine together at dinner parties more than once.

Especially the few days before each show event are the busiest times. I have to keep track of all kinds of work and deal with various emergencies. I am often so busy that I have no time to eat.

He knew the consequences of having irregular meals. He saw that she was so busy that she forgot to eat several times, so he began to remember the time to order meals in person. At first, he was even afraid that she would not eat when he ordered her share alone, so he usually went with all the staff present.

The shares were ordered together.

After he lost his purpose, the two occasionally met at a coffee shop or restaurant near the company, and they could chat briefly.

He always thought that as long as he continued to get along like this, one day she would see how good he was again. After all, compared to him, that boy was too young and too uncertain. After going abroad, the relationship between the two of them became basically unknown.

One is a young boyfriend who is far away on the other side of the world facing a colorful world, and the other is an ex-boyfriend who is always close at hand and has a common work topic. Who will she choose in the end?

He didn't believe that someone could love someone as long as he did.

Three years later, his feelings for her have not faded away. Instead, they have become even more unforgettable because of her departure.

She might be with someone else temporarily because of the novelty, but He Wen felt that when she was hurt again, she would eventually see him standing behind her.

By then, compared to her new injuries, the injuries he had done to her before were nothing to mention. After all, they were people from the same world, with common memories, similar social experiences, and the same topics.

Most importantly, match the age.

But he didn't expect that he would actually get the notice from a regular meeting that she was leaving her job.

Even if she had mentioned it casually a day earlier, he would not have found it so difficult to accept it now.

"Will there be another chance to meet again in the future?" He looked at her, his tone almost falling into the dust.

Jiang Weicheng sighed lowly. This time, she put aside her distance and politeness, looked at him, and said in a gentle tone: "He Wen, thank you, but let's get together and part ways."

It was a pun, but she thought he would understand.

After she finished speaking, she walked around him, walked along the long corridor, and walked away step by step.

He stood there for a long time, the expression on his handsome and thin face gradually converging, until his eyes became calm and his face was expressionless.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and sent a message to a contact: proceed as planned.

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This is not the first time Jiang Weicheng has come to the studio of "The Prosperous Age", but it is his first time as the protagonist.

It took more than two hours to do makeup and hair. When it came to clothing, it was easier because she was going to wear clothes designed by herself this time.

One set is the original work "Hope" that won the award in the "Neon Clothes" competition, as well as other improved cheongsams that she subsequently designed through "Hope" this year.

The original positioning of the "Orange" brand is family, bonding, and warmth, so the target customer group is also mature women over thirty years old.

Women of this age have lost their youthfulness, most of them have experienced the ups and downs in life, their thoughts are more mature, and their temperament is more calm and elegant.

They act neither hastily nor slowly, and have their own way of doing things. They will not be easily misled, nor will they blindly follow the trend, nor will they be easily defeated by anything.

Because they have experienced loss or pain, they are more resilient and therefore need higher quality clothes.

She integrates the style of the workplace OL into the design of cheongsam, which is either capable and elegant, charming or noble and romantic.

She likes the collision of tradition and fashion, not single, rigid, or kitsch... there is always something unobtrusive but stunning about the color, tailoring, accessories, and clothing materials.

Just like the romantic flowers blooming in ordinary life, they are silent but beautiful alone.

Her several new designs this time are intended to convey this concept, and they are particularly suitable for her role as a design director to an independent designer.

Jiang Weicheng has little experience in flat photography, but he has been to many photo shoots in the past two years. Sometimes the protagonist is a model, sometimes the protagonist is a celebrity artist. After seeing it a lot, he will always have some postures and movements.

The person who photographed her this time was Fu Chen, the royal photographer of "Neon Clothes". She became famous in the past few years. She is not very old, she looks like 27 or 8, but because of her delicate and handsome appearance, she looks like a teenager.

The appearance of Thirteen and Four, when not talking, looks like a freshly graduated college student with a clean temperament.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, it was completely different.

Other photographers like to praise the person when they take photos. No matter what posture the person being photographed is in, they praise them all the way, making the person full of confidence, and finally let go completely.

He cherishes his words like gold, and speaks out word by word in a low voice with an expressionless face, and has to have his assistant standing by to constantly supplement him.

Fu Chen: "Yes."

Assistant: "Okay, okay! Teacher Fu is very satisfied with this action, keep it up! Smile a little more! Okay! That's right!"

Fu Chen: "Back."

Assistant: "Turn around and show off your back! Yes! The highlight of this dress is at the back, try showing your back from all angles! Very, very good!"

Fu Chen: "Don't laugh."

Assistant: "I'm sorry! We need to highlight the feeling of temperament here! The chin can be raised appropriately, yes! Okay, okay! That's it!"

Jiang Weicheng:......

After a whole afternoon of shooting, Fu Chen said that there were not many pictures that could be used.

Jiang Weicheng smiled at him: "Teacher Fu, maybe you can try to communicate with me yourself." After all, only the photographer himself knows best whether the photo is satisfactory or not.

It was such a polite word, but she thought the other party should be able to understand what she meant.

Fu Chen glanced over, his face expressionless, and his eyes were a little cold: "Is my assistant's expression unclear? Did he speak Chinese?"

This is Jiang Weicheng's first time encountering such a quarrelsome photographer, but she has met a lot of quarrelsome people and has experience in dealing with them: "I also hope to cooperate more efficiently and don't want to waste Teacher Fu's time.

, direct communication may be more effective, after all, I have no shooting experience.”

"I know I have little shooting experience, so I was doing basic exercises in front of the mirror yesterday." Fu Chen said coldly.

Jiang Weicheng:......

Okay, she didn't say anything. But when it was dinner break, she still found an empty dressing room next door and started trying out expressions and postures in front of the mirror.

She felt that it wasn't the awkwardness of her smile or the unsightly posture.

It's just that the expressions people have in their natural state are different from the expressions they can show in front of the camera. This requires years of experience, thus forming a kind of inertia.

She practiced here for a while, and Guan Yuqing called her, saying that dinner had arrived and asked her if she wanted to have dinner.

"You and them should eat first. I'll be taking pictures later. It's easy to show your belly after eating, and it doesn't look good in a cheongsam."

Guan Yuqing said that she would leave a portion for her and eat it after she finishes filming.

Jiang Weicheng hung up the phone and began to adjust her expression in the mirror again. When she realized that she had done her best and planned to go back to the studio, she found that the door of the dressing room had opened at some point, and Fu Chen was leaning against her.

Watching her silently at the door.

"Teacher Fu." She said hello as politely as possible and tried to pass by him, but he suddenly spoke.

"Actually, you're okay, it's just that I'm very demanding."

Jiang Weicheng looked sideways at him.

The other person is very tall, visually similar to Huo Xichen. He is also tall and slender, with a pair of long straight legs. When looking at people, his eyebrows always frown subconsciously: "I will try to lower my requirements to cooperate with you during the shooting later."

"It doesn't matter." She smiled at him, "This is my interview, and I also hope to make it as perfect as possible. So, don't lower your requirements. If you can't shoot in half a day, just shoot in one day. If you can't shoot in one day, shoot in two days.

, if the filming is not good in two days, then three days. I am very familiar with the editors and staff of "Prosperity", and they won't mind if I spend an extra day or two."

——The only one who minds is you, who flew here from city B specially.

Fu Chen:……

After starting to shoot again, Guan Yuqing found that the photographer who cherished words like gold obviously talked a little more. Before, he jumped word by word, but now he just skipped a few words, and occasionally ran a sentence.

Although it was not a very harmonious communication, the instructions were finally clear and the purpose was clearly expressed. Jiang Weicheng no longer had to take twenty pictures and be unable to choose one.

However, Guan Yuqing also discovered that Fu Chen's face was even colder outside of filming, especially when he was facing Jiang Weicheng.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, the filming was finally completed. Jiang Weicheng came out after changing clothes and met Fu Chen smoking in the corridor. He glanced at her, turned around and put out the cigarette butt, and stepped forward to extend his hand to her.

Jiang Weicheng looked at the hand stretched out to him. It was slender and boney. He looked upward, but the other person's face was still expressionless.

However, out of politeness, she still stretched out her hand to hold him. The man's palm was very dry. He held her, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "Designer Jiang, seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Today is impressive."

, do you think there will be a chance for us to cooperate next time?"
To be continued...