Fu Heng held the camera and carefully captured the reactions of the guests.
Everyone present was captivated by the show. Their eyes were glued to the stage, not daring to miss a single second.
Except for Wu Pengpeng diagonally across. She showed not the slightest interest in the show.
She was staring intently in his direction. Her look was like that of a predator eyeing its prey, as if she would pounce on him and devour him in the next second.
Fu Heng couldn't help but shiver under her gaze.
Were women these days so aggressive?
Although he was handsome and charming, there was no need to be so eager, right?
Fu Heng took the camera away from his eyes and deliberately glared fiercely, trying to warn Wu Pengpeng not to covet his good looks.
Unexpectedly, Wu Pengpeng's eyes didn't meet his.
Looking closely, he found that her gaze was fixed on He Qianshan beside him.
So the person she wanted to devour was actually Mr. He!
Fu Heng awkwardly scratched the tip of his nose. He looked at the eager - looking Wu Pengpeng and then at his innocent - looking boss. Secretly, he felt excited.
He wondered who would win when this aggressive woman met his unflappable boss.
Suddenly, he was curious about his boss's reaction when he learned that he was being coveted. So he deliberately reminded him, "Boss, I think that woman seems to have taken a fancy to you."
He Qianshan shifted his gaze from the stage and glanced in Wu Pengpeng's direction.
He folded his arms calmly and said with a half - smile, "Really?"
What was this secret expectation?
Fu Heng thought he was seeing things and couldn't help but look at Wu Pengpeng.
She looked like a peeper caught in the act. In a hurry, she turned her eyes to the stage. Her face was dyed with two suspicious blushes, whether from the stage lights or shyness.
Fu Heng retracted his gaze inexplicably and looked at his boss.
He Qianshan was concentrating on the models on the stage, with a playful smile on his lips.
He was like a child who had successfully played a prank, unable to contain his excitement and showing a hint of hidden pride.
Was this still his cold and self - controlled boss?
Fu Heng couldn't help but look at Wu Pengpeng again. She was secretly looking in their direction.
When their eyes accidentally met, she quickly averted her gaze and looked back at the stage.
Fu Heng was even more confused.
Did these two have an affair?
Fu · Sherlock Holmes · Heng's eyes darted back and forth between He Qianshan and Wu Pengpeng. He wished he had X - ray eyes to see their secrets clearly.
"Go and tell the director to cancel the designer's appearance," He Qianshan suddenly said, breaking his train of thought for "solving the case".
Fu Heng immediately switched to work mode. Flipping through the event plan on his iPad, he looked a bit embarrassed.
"But we promised that the designer would appear at the end of the show. And the designer's appearance is the biggest highlight of this show. Canceling it suddenly, how can we explain it to the organizer?"
He Qianshan stared intently at the stage. His expression showed no emotion. "Does the contract require the designer to be present?"
Fu Heng pulled up the contract, skimmed through it, and shook his head. "No."
He Qianshan looked in Wu Pengpeng's direction and said expressionlessly, "Then do you think the organizer really cares whether the designer is present or not?"
Fu Heng also followed his gaze and looked at Wu Pengpeng. She was staring at the models on the stage with bright eyes, as if she would pounce on them at any moment.
Had she fallen for someone else so quickly?
The boss was so pitiful!
Fu Heng couldn't help but glance at his boss. There was still no emotion on He Qianshan's face.
He couldn't figure out his boss's true intention for the moment, so he had to say bravely, "She seems not interested in the designer but more interested in organizing this event."
"She really isn't interested in the designer," He Qianshan retracted his gaze and continued to look at the stage. "So whether I appear or not doesn't matter. She won't pursue it."
Fu Heng somehow imagined a cheesy drama of unrequited love and self - abandonment from his boss's calm tone.
He couldn't help but whisper, "Boss, didn't you want to find a good opportunity to officially appear in front of the public as a designer?"
What a great opportunity this was! A never - before - seen luxurious show and the emergence of a genius designer.
This would surely become an eternal legend in the fashion circle of Cloud Country!
He Qianshan glanced at Wu Pengpeng out of the corner of his eye and said indifferently, "The timing isn't right yet."
He had a hunch that tonight's show wouldn't end easily.
Since there was a good show to watch, he couldn't reveal his cards so easily.
Wasn't he saying a few days ago that the time was ripe and it was time to use this identity to create value for the company?
Why was it suddenly not ripe anymore?
These decision - makers really liked to change their minds and act willfully!
Seeing that He Qianshan had made up his mind, Fu Heng didn't try to persuade him anymore. He got up and went backstage to inform the director.
The highly anticipated genius designer "Yuan Shan" didn't appear in the end. The reason was that the designer suddenly felt unwell and couldn't make it.
Wu Pengpeng's plan to offend the designer fell through. According to the previous agreement, all the works and the designer of this show belonged to her.
To organize this grand show, she had spent 800 million to renovate the old castle and built the most luxurious catwalk in the world.
She had worked hard for half a month and finally wasted one billion.
If she could sign "Yuan Shan" and his works, with "Yuan Shan"'s influence, she estimated that she would earn all the money back in less than two years.
Wu Pengpeng was extremely desperate.
She was even more desperate than when she saw her two - digit manuscript fee every month in her previous life.
Just as she was thinking about how to get rid of this money - making opportunity, there came a soft murmur behind her.
A gentle and cute voice said regretfully, "I heard that 'Yuan Shan' would appear tonight, so I flew back from abroad specially. Who knew it would be in vain."
After a pause, she added with concern, "I wonder where he is feeling unwell. Why did he get sick so suddenly?"
Another calm and mature voice said meaningfully, "Do you really think he's sick?"
The cute voice asked puzzledly, "Do you mean he's faking it? But why would he do that?"
The mature voice scoffed, "Don't you understand? It must be that someone doesn't want the great designer to appear!"
Suddenly, Wu Pengpeng felt a chill run down her spine, as if countless pairs of eyes were staring at her.
Before she could turn around to find out, she heard an angry voice.
"Handing this genius designer to such a person is simply a misfortune for the fashion industry in our Cloud Country!"
The cute voice and the mature voice said respectfully in unison, "Hello, Teacher Luo."
The woman called "Teacher Luo" responded and then said indignantly, "It's precisely because of such businessmen who only have capital but no aesthetic sense and control the fashion resources that our Cloud Country's fashion brands have been stagnant and lagging behind other countries in the world."
Wu Pengpeng: "..."
I just wanted to waste money. How did I become an eternal sinner?