"But first of all, I really want to know whether that little girl had taken the cover for Mu Xia just now?" One of them was more sensitive. Seeing Xia Yuquan's beautiful spine curve, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and then asked his colleagues around him, "Although this face and figure have been around for many years, they look familiar."

People in their field must be born with sensitivity to humans.

Even if it is best, they can tell when the other party wraps themselves tightly and they are not suitable for shooting their own magazines.

This is what they must do as editors of fashion magazines.

"When you say that, I'm definitely a bit like that."

"No need to watch it, it's me." At this time, a female voice said with certainty, "However, we wanted to interview her back then, but because we were well protected, we could only take a long-distance photo near her school, and there was no way to investigate the rest."

Hearing this voice, the other editors who wanted to say something quickly suppressed their voices, and they didn't even dare to have any interrupted anger on their faces, and just listened to the other party obediently.

There is no doubt about the other party's strength. In just a few years, a midstream magazine can be brought to the front line. First of all, the consumption ability caused by the other party and the degree of adhesion to readers are already considered a very remarkable one in China, which is slowly shifting from conservative to openness.

At least, all the editors here cannot guarantee that they can have the strength of the other party.

"However, I won't be like you, holding the other person's name in my hand and refuse to share it with others." The woman was wearing an iron gray suit and neat short hair. In this relatively conservative Chinese era, there were not many women who were confident that they could wear a man's robe on her.

However, the other party not only wore it, but even had a thin body, and a sharp face with a slightly pink face, it also showed a completely different style.

"The little girl's name is Xia Yuquan, she is the granddaughter that the merchant only found a while ago."

"She was from Yuncheng before, no, it should be said that she was a girl who grew up in the countryside. With her own efforts, she slowly developed into the capital." The woman in an iron-gray suit looked at the male editors around her with cold eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on her face, "They were still amateurs back then, so she directly appeared on the cover of Muxia, who you don't think you are optimistic about. How about it? Looking at each other now, do you still think that rural girls and teenagers are useless?"

"Xu Rongrong, we admit that it was quite stereotyped before, but this situation is not the only one we have." A woman's momentum is too strong, which will arouse men's competitive spirit and reluctance to admit defeat. One of the male editors said vaguely, "We have also given you a share of the pie in the past few years. If you make enough money, don't talk so stunningly!"

"Let me get a share?" Xu Rongrong couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she heard the other party say this, and looked at the other party with amber eyes, as if she had heard something extraordinary. "Do you think you asked me? Why did I hear this joke for the first time?"

"You thought, what's so great about your "Lanka"!" The man felt strangely harsh at Xu Rongrong's words, and couldn't help but lower his voice and said threateningly, "I tell you, it was because we were too lazy to care about you before. It would be fine if you were suppressed by you later, but don't take yourself too seriously!"

Yes, China's fashion industry is also booming, but no matter what, everyone still has quite traditional prejudice. Although female models occupy the vast majority of fashion, in their eyes, men are the trend that truly dominates everything.

So no matter how excellent "Lanka" is, in the eyes of these editors, it is still not as good as the magazines in their hands.

There is nothing wrong with this naked discrimination, but they don’t think there is any problem at all, and they even think that their operation is the most correct choice.

"Haha, you said that, but looking at the sales data, who else can be better than "Muxia"?" Xu Rongrong looked at the men in front of him. In addition to some clothing taste, they also had the style of the fashion circle, but they all looked like wine and color. Can they really make people feel a little beauty?

No.

"It is because you are in control that the fashion circle in China is not only unable to flourish well when there are already many excellent new stars, but it is even far from the development of previous years, and it is even far from being as good as the ones in previous years!"

If Mu Xia wasn't there, to be honest, Xu Rongrong didn't think that those European and American figures might be willing to take China seriously.

"Okay! It's already been when it's already? You don't want to do a good job of interviews, why are you quarreling here!" At this moment, an old voice sounded, with a little exotic accent in the pronunciation, but it smoothly calmed all the editors present, and then stared at each other, not daring to speak randomly.

"Old Fei, sorry, we just got impulsive." One of the male editors, whose face was light and red, could only scold Xu Rongrong in his heart, and then silently stepped forward and bowed his head to scold people, "North America is quite amazing this time, we will definitely do a good job in interviews."

"The second set of clothes is coming out. If you still want to be in the circle, it's better to do the job quickly." The old man held a sophisticated crutch in his hand, and then he didn't even look at the people in front of him with ugly faces. He said lightly, "Otherwise, if you give Andre and the others a sneak peek, do you think we can still have the face?"

A Chinese designer was not discovered by his own country, but instead let his arch-rivals pick peaches from France?

No matter what, this is an act that absolutely makes people feel faceless, and it is absolutely impossible for people to allow it, and nothing can be said.

And after finally knowing the crux of the matter, the editors in charge were caught by Mr. Fei and quickly positioned them, and no longer dared to talk nonsense like before.

"You go and do it too. I just felt wronged." Mr. Fei certainly had no good expression on these unprofitable guys. However, he still liked Xu Rongrong very much, so he looked at the other party gently and said, "If you work hard in China, I believe that you can send it back better and better, and you don't have to worry too much."

Although Xu Rongrong said just now that she hated these men, it is obvious that she certainly trusted and respected this old man.

"Don't worry, I have my own beliefs. No matter what, I will complete his." Xu Rongrong was of course very happy to be recognized by the old man, but she also knew that it had arrived at this time, but it was just the beginning.
Chapter completed!