After the divorce, the boss doted on me

Lu Jiayi's first series of works, once launched, the sales rushed to the top of the women's clothing category of the month.

Recently, many financial reporters have come to interview. Of course, they are mainly targeting Gu Tingyu. He is a bigwig in the industry, and every move he makes represents the direction of the market.

It has to be said that Lu Jiayi's ability to appear in the news many times is entirely due to Gu Tingyu's credit.

In front of the reporter's microphone, Gu Tingyu has always maintained his usual demeanor, revealing the elegance of a successful person in every gesture.

He praised Lu Jiayi's intelligence, recommended their flagship product, and even advertised, as if it was an extremely reasonable philosophy.

At the end of the interview, Gu Tingyu proposed to send Lu Jiayi home, which was a complete gentleman's demeanor. Lu Jiayi thought about the current economic relationship between the two, and did not refute Gu Tingyu's face.

Gu Tingyu didn't call the driver, and the car he drove was just an ordinary mid-range SUV, very low-key.

The two were in the same confined space and had to chat. Lu Jiayi followed Gu Tingyu's topics more, adhering to the principle of saying less and answering more, and saying more and making mistakes.

Gu Tingyu saw Lu Jiayi acting so reserved, and looked at her lightly: "I'm not a scourge, why are you nervous?"

Lu Jiayi smiled: "You are too godly, I am afraid that you will have unreasonable thoughts when you get close."

Gu Tingyu smiled: "You can think about it."

In a word, the implied meaning is very obvious. Lu Jiayi still didn't accept the move, pretending not to understand: "I've been thinking about it secretly, thinking about how to get more money from your pocket."

Gu Tingyu's expression was meaningful: "Lu Jiayi, it would be a pity for a woman like you to be with Yi Zecheng."

Lu Jiayi smiled: "It's a pity, so I plan to let him follow me."

Gu Tingyu would never force any woman, rather than forcing, he enjoys seeing women fall in love with him step by step.

In his eyes, Lu Jiayi is probably no different from other women, so that's good, Lu Jiayi doesn't want him to look at her too specially.

Walking into the apartment alone, Gu Tingyu was a little nervous all the way, and sweated a lot on his back unconsciously. Now he finally left. Lu Jiayi took off his coat easily, hung it on his arm, and continued to the elevator. go.

After entering the elevator, after waiting for a few seconds, the elevator door closed automatically. Lu Jiayi leaned against the reflective iron wall of the elevator, concentrating on something, when the elevator door that had just been closed opened again.

Lu Jiayi subconsciously stood up straight, and when she looked up, she saw Yi Zecheng with a livid face, stepping into the elevator in two steps.

The two stood facing each other, and with a "ding", the elevator door closed again, and the iron walls on all sides separated the elevator into another small world.

Lu Jiayi didn't know what to say to Yi Zecheng, so she simply said nothing, took a step back subconsciously, and held her breath tightly.

Afterwards, his shadow enveloped Zhou Fang like a sudden dark cloud. One of his hands naturally hooked Lu Jiayi's waist, and the other hand lifted up the coat hanging on her arm at will, barely covering her. Lu Jiayi's head was covered, covering all her sight.

In the next second, Lu Jiayi only felt the skin on his chest tighten suddenly, and the pain hit him.

But in the next second, Yi Zecheng let go of her, and she was unable to lean back.

Yi Zecheng raised his hand to take off the coat covering her head, and put it on her casually.

Lu Jiayi, who had regained the light, first reacted to the iron wall like a mirror, and as expected, she left a deep hickey.

Lu Jiayi's ears turned red in an instant, and she quickly buttoned up the buttons one by one. The next second, she raised her head and stared at the unrepentant instigator.

Yi Zecheng looked at Lu Jiayi's no longer bright chest with satisfaction, and said lightly: "I'm going to Italy, and when I come back in a week, it will almost disappear."

Lu Jiayi was very annoyed at his inexplicable behavior when he didn't show up for a long time: "What does this have to do with it?"

Yi Zecheng put his arms around his chest, looked down at Lu Jiayi, and replied seriously: "I'm afraid you will be tempted by an old man."

Lu Jiayi couldn't help laughing. After a while, she raised her head and raised her eyebrows slightly, "You are very naive."

Yi Zecheng bent down, leaned close to her ear, and said in a low voice: "It's dangerous for you to talk about a man like that, do you know that?"

Before Lu Jiayi could react, he bent his hand and hugged her horizontally.

……

The well-known Italian designer Christian intends to sell the high-end brand that has been popular for 13 years under his name.

As soon as the news came out, clothing companies around the world began to move around.

Of course, among all the competing buyers, Chinese companies are the most competitive, offering higher prices one by one.

In fact, the Cristian brand has been losing money on the international stage for the past three years. However, since Cristian has not entered the domestic market before, it has unintentionally obtained the effect of hunger marketing. The more unavailable, the more expensive it is. The general psychological state of consumers has made this brand a good reputation in China.

Although getting this brand may not necessarily bring you much profit, it will definitely have a positive effect on improving the style of your own brand.

Especially Evans, whose development of haute couture has hit a bottleneck recently, so Yi Zecheng is almost certain to win this brand.

It is not the first time for Yi Zecheng to come to Italy. Every time he comes to work, it seems that he has never had a good look at this romantic and fashionable country.

After getting off the plane at Milan Littner Airport, the driver picked up Yi Zecheng and went directly to Cristian's company. Cristian is notoriously eccentric, and if he is late, Yi Zecheng's company will definitely be out of business.

Along the way, Yi Zecheng has been leaning on his seat and dozed off. After more than ten hours of flying, his body has actually reached the peak of exhaustion, but he still cheers up.

In my mind, I thought of meeting Gu Tingyu in the VIP room of the airport before flying to Milan.

Since Gu Tingyu injected capital into Lu Jiayi's company, he can clearly feel Yi Zecheng's endless tricks.

But he didn't pay much attention to Yi Zecheng's small troubles to find faults and suppress him.

Even though Lu Jiayi and Yi Zecheng had a personal relationship, Lu Jiayi still chose him, which was enough to make Gu Tingyu proud in front of Yi Zecheng.

There were not many people in the spacious VIP room, and Gu Tingyu packed lightly. When he came in, Yi Zecheng was sitting quietly on the sofa and reading a newspaper.

The moment he saw Gu Tingyu, Yi Zecheng quickly guessed his itinerary.

Yi Zecheng didn't expect that Gu Tingyu would attach so much importance to this brand and would personally come forward to negotiate, which made him even more energetic and cautious to deal with it.

The VIP room is huge, with so many sofas, but Gu Tingyu sat opposite Yi Zecheng, obviously provocative.

Yi Zecheng just glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then continued to read the newspaper.

"The rich don't really come from the grassroots. The news always likes to exaggerate some self-made local tyrants. The local tyrants can't get rid of the word 'soil'."

Gu Tingyu's voice was neither loud nor soft, and his tone was contemptuous: "You have reached the level you are today, and you are already the pinnacle of your life."

After listening to Gu Tingyu's words, Yi Zecheng frowned slightly, put his hands together, put away the newspaper, and looked at Gu Tingyu: "Mr. Gu, is this a pre-war call?"

"Do you think you and I are on the same battlefield?"

Gu Tingyu sneered coldly: "Your women have defected to me one by one, you are really good at it."

So, he smiled maliciously, and said to Yi Zecheng: "That Lu Jiayi, you gave me so many benefits, didn't she choose me?"

Hearing him mention Lu Jiayi's name, the smile on Yi Zecheng's face dissipated little by little, and indifference and hostility appeared in his eyes. He stared at Gu Tingyu intently, and his tone was affirmative.

"She's different."

Gu Tingyu smiled: "What's the difference? Oh, it's more expensive than Lily. To get her, it costs [-] million."

Gu Tingyu's words became more and more unbearable, as if he deliberately provoked him, and he waited for him to lose control.

Yi Zecheng's fist clenched tighter and tighter, but he still severely suppressed the anger that was running around in his body.

"She's different, and I'll get her back."

Gu Tingyu's eyes were full of disdain: "It's up to you?"

Yi Zecheng squinted his eyes, no matter how provocative Gu Tingyu was or how he suppressed him verbally, Yi Zecheng always said firmly: "It's up to me."

Yi Zecheng rushed to Cristian's company non-stop, but he received Gu Tingyu in advance.

A large Chinese capital enterprise listed in the United States will be highly regarded by others wherever it goes, and it will be given the green light.

On the first night, Yi Zecheng didn't see Cristian himself.

The next afternoon, Cristian's secretary finally arranged a time for Yi Zecheng to meet.

On the international stage, Yi Zecheng is unknown, and Cristian just waved his hand impatiently for the long introduction of the translator.

"I have read all the information about your company."
Cristian speaks fluent English, probably because he has been modeling for stars in Hollywood for a long time. His American pronunciation is very nice, "but I want to get something special."

The first round of negotiations lasted for more than an hour. Cristian was still not interested in the various conditions proposed by Yi Zecheng's company. After talking for a while, he went to answer the phone.

Yi Zecheng could clearly feel that the translators were getting frustrated by him.

"This designer is too flimsy and a donkey. Since he cherishes it so much, what brand is he selling? When it comes to money, what special thing do you want? Adding money is adding money. What is it to be so indifferent? mean?"

Compared with the translator's anger, Yi Zecheng was always calm and relaxed.

Before the negotiation is over, he still has a chance.

Just when the translator was in a hurry, fearing that Yi Zecheng would not be able to win the brand, Yi Zecheng was patiently talking to the translator about the translation of words in the negotiation.

This made the translator dumbfounded, but he had to admit that Yi Zecheng grasped some words, and the translation was indeed better than his first reaction.

After answering the phone, Cristian came back, obviously losing his initial patience.

He glanced down at his watch, smiled and said to Yi Zecheng, "You still have 15 minutes."

Yi Zecheng nodded, always calm.

"I just need 5 minutes."

Skimming the translation, Yi Zecheng communicated with Cristian in English.

"I know a lot of people are approaching you. China is a big market and everyone wants to introduce your brand. I am not the most competitive company in contacting you, but I think you make clothes into We have established a culture that makes fashion a label of an era and a part worthy of inheritance, not just a piece of clothing that is worn and thrown away. This original intention is the same as our brand.”

During the few minutes when Cristian left, Lu Jiayi's face and the flying expression when she said those words suddenly flashed in Yi Zecheng's mind.

He pursed his lips and smiled, and continued: "In terms of price, I can't guarantee that I will give you the most, but I will definitely satisfy you. In addition, after I introduce your brand, I will decorate the directly-operated store as your job." The appearance of the room, restore the original state of the clothes, so that people who buy clothes can see the different lives represented by each handmade garment.”

After saying these words, Yi Zecheng just raised his head.

Seeing Cristian's expression, his brows, which had always been emotionless, raised slightly, revealing a faint smile.

On the way back to the hotel, Yi Zecheng closed his eyes and recuperated, leaning quietly on the seat. No one in the car spoke, so that when his cell phone rang, the ringtone seemed a bit sharp.

A string of Italian local numbers was displayed on the screen. Seeing the numbers, Yi Zecheng couldn't help but smile.

After connecting the phone, Cristian on the other end just said a single word in a pleasant tone.

"Deal."

Yi Zecheng replied very politely, thank you.

Cristian smiled and said, "Please keep my dream safe."

"I will."

After hanging up the phone, Yi Zecheng couldn't fall asleep anymore. He must admit that winning Cristian from Gu Tingyu's hands was enough to excite his calm mind for many years.

Looking at the street outside the window, the dazzling array of shops, all with a strong foreign style, makes Yi Zecheng feel good at the moment.

Before I knew it, I thought of the woman with her teeth and claws.

He never imagined that one day, what that woman said would actually become his bargaining chip in negotiating a deal.

Maybe this era really needs dreamers, because only they know how to deal with some "lunatics" like Cristian.

Thinking about it, Yi Zecheng couldn't help laughing.

……

Lu Jiayi has been wearing a turtleneck for the past week. Even if she wears a shirt, she buttoned it up to her throat. The round neck and V-neck are basically untouchable. When she lowered her head a little, others saw the mark on her chest, and she had an ambiguous expression on her face.

And the person who committed the crime went to Italy so blatantly, leaving Lu Jiayi with nowhere to vent his anger.

He left, but the debts left behind are still bothering Lu Jiayi.

Lily got her private phone number from nowhere, and she called her for three days in a row, insisting on asking her to meet, but she refused, and that Lily didn't give up, calling one after another, which could be called harassment.

Forced by her, Lu Jiayi had no choice but to find time to see her.

Lu Jiayi is busy with work, and has been preparing for a new brand image store recently. She is checking the location every day, so how can she have time to serve her.

At noon, Lu Jiayi saw the timing coincidentally and chose a roadside beef noodle restaurant near the company to meet Lily.

Lily was wearing a small dress and high heels, with diamond earrings and a top hat. The scene of such an exquisite dress appearing in a beef noodle restaurant with a cramped space was really funny.

Lu Jiayi was really hungry, so she ordered the signature beef noodles. No matter whether Lily was looking at her, she huffed and ate the noodles the whole time. The noodles were hot and spicy.

Lily couldn't understand this scene.

"You don't eat?"

Lu Jiayi swallowed the last mouthful of noodles, raised her head and asked Lily.

Lily frowned and refused.

Lu Jiayi didn't bother to care about her, and continued to drink soup with a bowl.

"Are you deliberately following my trajectory?"

Lu Jiayi silently put down the bowl and looked at the empty bowl in front of her with a satisfied face.

She wiped her hands and mouth with a tissue, and then she had time to look at Lily.

"What did you say?"

"I said, why did you follow my life path! Do you have any objections to me? First it was Yi Zecheng, now it is Gu Tingyu."

Lu Jiayi was a little taken aback, and then couldn't help laughing: "Are you taking yourself too seriously?"

"You have money and people, why do you need to squeeze Xiaowu Xiaoliu?"

Lily's expression actually showed a bit of sincerity.

The more Lu Jiayi thought about it, the more absurd she became, and her expression gradually turned cold: "I love him, and there are three thousand beauties in the harem, and I want to squeeze my head to his side; I don't love him, and I'm not happy to offer me up as a queen mother."

After hearing Lu Jiayi's words, Lilt looked at her meaningfully: "If you love Yi Zecheng, then you really made a very wrong decision. Because the most unbearable thing Yi Zecheng can bear is a woman's betrayal."

Lu Jiayi smiled, teasing: "Whoever came here, the woman who betrayed Yi Zecheng."

"The same goes for you, so you have no chance."

Lu Jiayi didn't bother to talk to Lily anymore, and gave her a contemptuous look.

"We have never been the same. You lost the dignity of being a woman, so you are now the third, fourth, and fifth. I can't control Yi Zecheng, so I didn't choose him, but I kept myself, and now my assets have tripled Fan. With all due respect, I don't even bother to compare with you."

Lily slapped her clean hands on the oil-stained table, and her colorfully decorated nails scraped against the wooden table, making a screeching sound.

"Lu Jiayi, I really hope you can always be so arrogant."

Lu Jiayi smiled: "I will."

Farewell to Lily, the big Buddha, Lu Jiayi didn't even have time to sigh, and rushed to the factory without stopping.

A batch of orders that will be produced in the near future need to be inspected by Lu Jiayi in person before delivery.

After inspecting the samples, Lu Jiayi walked around the production line with the workshop director, and heard him talk about some recent situations. The newly imported German machines have greatly increased the production volume and more than doubled the delivery speed. The workshop director talked about these achievements , all looked proud.

Lu Jiayi was walking in the booming factory area when he suddenly received a call from Yi Zecheng.

Looking at the name displayed on the screen, Lu Jiayi was a little puzzled. He should be in Italy at this time, and he didn't know what to do with her.