"The invitation to the fashion show has indeed been accepted by A Hairui."
Su Minghan was overjoyed and couldn't wait to meet this mysterious figure.
Bo Jingyu, on the other hand, looked skeptical. "Accepting doesn't mean they'll definitely come."
"Oh my god, they're really here!"
Someone's shout caught everyone's attention. The venue fell so quiet that only the whistling of the wind could be heard.
A man and a woman, one tall and one short.
They were dressed in black suits, instantly exuding an aura of power.
The suits were ironed so smoothly that there wasn't a single visible wrinkle. The silky fabric was enough to show its high price.
Even the man's gold - rimmed glasses exuded an air of luxury, elegance, and a noble aura that seemed to say "keep your distance".
A Kun handed the invitation to Li Xiaoru.
With a cold face, he introduced the woman behind him. "This is my assistant."
"It's truly an honor for Juan Yi to have distinguished guests like you participate in the exhibition! The first - row seats number one and two are reserved for you two!"
She was so excited that her voice trembled.
Juan Yi had indeed had a chance to cooperate with A Hairui before, but most of the communication had been through email. Now, being able to see the real people, even just a representative, proved that Juan Yi had some influence.
This made Li Xiaoru so excited that she couldn't close her mouth.
The reporters and media in the back row snapped away frantically.
"See! I told you they'd come."
Su Minghan rubbed his hands excitedly. "I must get their contact information after the show. There will definitely be many opportunities for cooperation in the future."
While everyone was discussing the representatives from A Hairui, only Bo Jingyu fixed his eyes on the assistant, staring silently.
Although the woman was wearing a mask, the aura she exuded felt vaguely familiar.
In fact, it was quite familiar!
But at the same time, she also seemed a bit strange. This sense of distance, like there was a wall between them, made him feel a bit conflicted.
Bo Jingyu wondered. If that woman wasn't Shen Ximan, did it mean he hadn't completely forgotten her?
If she was Shen Ximan, what was her intention for coming?
To provoke him? Or was she just having fun?
Sitting on the far left, Shen Ximan could feel the intense gaze on her. She also knew who it was.
Before she could react, her phone screen lit up.
It was a warning message from A Kun.
"Ms. Shen, please don't do anything rash today. General Manager Xue specifically told me to only bring you to the fashion show."
She lowered her eyes and replied with a simple "Okay".
The fashion show lasted for more than three hours. On the T - stage, besides showing the previously award - winning works, new product designs were also added. However, either the coloring was too plain or the styles were too simple.
There was no sense of freshness.
This was Bo Jingyu's immediate impression.
Fortunately, Tian Danni's stunning catwalk caught everyone's attention and enlivened the originally dull atmosphere.
"How about it? The dark horse of my company."
Su Minghan stroked his chin, looking self - satisfied.
"What's so great about her? She's just young. If I were to walk on the T - stage, the effect might be even more amazing."
Shen Shiyu muttered in a low voice. Then she was glared at by Bo Siming and quickly shut her mouth, making a pitiful micro - expression.
After the catwalk, it was Li Xiaoru's closing speech.
Meanwhile, the staff on the ground floor were holding several contract proposals and handing them to the representatives of the companies present one by one.
When Bo Siming had already tidied up his clothes and was waiting to receive the contract, the staff actually handed it directly to Bo Jingyu!
"Hey, can't you see there's someone behind?"
"You and Young Master Bo are from the same company. It's the same."
"But it should be given to me for review first and then to him!"
The staff froze in place, not knowing what to do.
"Come on, Young Master. It's just a contract. If you really want it, I'll give you the one in my hand."
Su Minghan said in a leisurely tone to smooth things over.
Bo Siming felt embarrassed. "No need."
"Look at you. This is just childish behavior."
Bo Jingyu calmly returned the contract folder to the staff and said steadily, "Give it to him. It doesn't matter to me whether I have it or not."
"Okay, Young Master Bo."
This "kindness" that seemed like a hand - out made Bo Siming extremely unwilling.
The contract folder in his hand was like a hot potato. He didn't know whether to hold it or throw it away. He was filled with anger and frustration.
"Thank you. We're not planning to cooperate with Juan Yi."
A cold and clear voice pierced into Bo Jingyu's ears.
Even though the venue was noisy and Li Xiaoru's confident voice was blaring from the speakers on the stage, he somehow heard it clearly.
He stared at the female assistant on the far left, forgetting to blink.
"But... you haven't even looked at it."
The staff looked embarrassed and occasionally gave a pleading look to A Kun, hoping he would give a different answer.
But unfortunately, A Kun just stared at the stage blankly, not caring at all.
This was the strength of A Hairui.
They didn't even take small - scale brands seriously and didn't even bother with them.
"The clothing styles this time don't match our brand. Thank you."
Shen Ximan refused again, showing no mercy from their previous cooperation.
The staff didn't dare to force them anymore. After leaving with a smile, they quickly reported to Li Xiaoru who had just come down from the stage.
"You go to the banquet hall first. I'll handle this."
"Okay, Manager."
Five minutes later, most of the people in the exhibition hall had left.
Li Rui rushed over in a hurry and blocked A Kun's way.
"I'm so sorry for not greeting you properly. I was too busy just now. It's my fault."
"May I know how to address you?"
A Kun looked at him coldly. "Yan Kun."
"And this one?"
Li Rui looked at Shen Ximan and gave a sleazy smile.
"My assistant. Her surname is Wen."
"Okay, okay, Representative Yan and Miss Wen. I've prepared the best seats for you two. Please follow me to the hotel for the banquet."
A Kun refused straightforwardly. "Thank you for your kindness, but we only came for the exhibition. We won't participate in any other social events."
"This... isn't quite appropriate. How can we let the guests leave without proper hospitality? It would be good if you just sat for a while."
Li Rui insisted. From his expression, it seemed he still wanted to salvage the cooperation.
"Really, there's no need."
"You've come all the way. What's wrong with having a meal at the banquet?"
Bo Jingyu suddenly interrupted and walked slowly from behind.
The grass rustled under his feet, and Shen Ximan's heart started pounding.
She didn't know what she was afraid of.
But she was just timid and didn't dare to look him in the eye.
The Bo family was one of A Hairui's biggest buyers. Since Bo Jingyu, the president, had come out to persuade them to stay, it would seem ungrateful if A Kun refused again.
"All right. We have other schedules later, so we won't stay long."