dream winter

After the Fashionshow, there was a private celebration banquet, and the designer mr.w took off his mask and made an official appearance.Many people in the fashion circle seldom see his true face, and they are secretly paying attention to him.He changed into a loose white suit and stood in the corner talking to the assistant beside him. His expression was so cold that the people around him didn't dare to step forward.

The editor-in-chief said that mr.w would only appear for four to five minutes, so he quickly brought Yang Han and Peter over to introduce him.

"Mr.w, Mr. Yang is the chairman of Linhai City Shengyun Group. He likes your design very much." The editor-in-chief introduced, "Mr. Yang, this is Mr.w."

"Hello." Yang Han stretched out his hand.

This mr.w still had no expression on his face, he just took a serious look at Yang Han and shook hands politely.

"It's a great honor for winter to choose us to hold a show at the Bay Hotel."

"Mr. Yang is polite."

It was the first time Yang Han heard Mr. W speak, his tone was cold and tired, but the quality of the sound brushed his eardrums, Yang Han always felt familiar.

Before exchanging a few pleasantries, mr.w's assistant came over and said that mr.w had business to deal with and had to leave first.When the people around heard that he was leaving, they all came over to express their love and shake hands, and he kindly agreed to them one by one. Fortunately, there were not many people attending the dinner, so after a while, they disappeared at the door.

"Where does he live?" Yang Han asked.

"It's here with us," Peter said.

"Okay." Yang Han said, asked for the room number, and chased him out.

Meng Dongchu bid farewell to everyone, and walked back to the room by himself. As he walked, his left hand unconsciously brushed against his right hand—Yang Han still held his hand very hard just now, and the pain still seemed to be left on his skin , Meng Dongchu thought of some scenes that he deliberately discarded and didn't need to think about.He remembered the first time they shook hands, also at a banquet, and it hurt him to hold his hand.And that time, when he was determined to leave, Yang Han rubbed his hand over and over again, saying I love you, you can't go...

Pressing his fingers against his temples, Meng Dongchu urged himself not to think about it.It's amazing, not to think about it is his special skill since he was a child, if he can't think about it, he can think about it.Then get addicted to alcohol, gambling, acting, designing... Only by not remembering the past can you live a good life.

But this time when he returned to this city, returned to this hotel, and saw that person, this skill failed again.

Song Yuan kept persuading him not to come back.

But he himself decided to come back.Now no one around him knows about his past, including his company's partners and employees.Holding a show in Linhai City this time is the first step in entering the southern country market, and it would be too unreasonable not to propose it.Wearing a mask on stage, never taking pictures together, not showing his face, he has changed a lot in order to live a quiet life, including his own appearance, he is very confident that no one will recognize him, after all he is an actor, he can change the walking posture, change the Speaking of voice, it's not difficult at all.

Meng Dongchu never thought that Yang Han would come and appear in the audience to watch the show.Based on his previous understanding of Yang Han, he would have dismissed these things.

So even though he came to Linhai City, Meng Dongchu never planned to meet Yang Han. Even if the venue of his show was changed to the Bay Hotel due to the co-organizer of Linhai City, he thought it was nothing special.

It wasn't until he stepped onto the stage that he was the first to recognize Yang Han among the people watching the show from the front row.

He is still so handsome, with a cold face, but so eye-catching.

At this time, the phone rang, and Meng Dongchu stepped aside to answer the phone.It was the partner of the company who called and said that he had contacted the cooperative company in Nanguo.

"Which one? The one in Linhai City?"

"Yes, but these years, it has developed well in Linhai City and surrounding countries. It's called "Shengyi"."

"Is this company related to Sheng Yun?" Meng Dongchu asked.

"Oh... Let me see, there really is. This is a company under Shengyun's company. It used to be called Meng's, but now it's managed by a person named Li Cong. What's the matter, is there a problem?" the other party asked.

Meng Dongchu was silent for a while, then said, "You said you want me to talk?"

"It would be best for you to go, but I know your personality, if you..."

After finishing the phone call, Meng Dongchu turned his head and saw Yang Han who was in a hurry, standing still a few steps away from him.

"Mr. Yang, are you looking for me?" Meng Dongchu still changed his way of speaking.

"Oh, I'm, I want to ask if you accept custom-made clothing? There were so many people at the party just now, it's not convenient to ask." Yang Han was obviously an excuse to get along temporarily, but he was not in a hurry, not in a hurry, and nothing was messed up.As he asked, he scrutinized the facial features of the person in front of him carefully, intending to find traces of familiarity from the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him.

Meng Dongchu was looked at unscrupulously by Yang Han, and he felt panic in his heart, but his acting skills could make him calm down: "I haven't received any custom orders yet, my energy is limited, and I just want to concentrate on making my own brand right now. "

After being blocked back, Yang Han wanted to say something else, but Meng Dongchu immediately raised his cell phone and said, "If Mr. Yang is fine, I still have a work call to make, so I'm leaving."

After speaking, Meng Dongchu immediately turned around, changing his walking posture was easy, and he was still wearing the high-heeled boots he had on stage.However, without taking a step, he felt like a mang was on his back, and he knew for no reason that Yang Han was still standing there looking at him.

As soon as he got back to the room, he checked the room. Although he knew that such a high-end hotel could not be low enough to hide the pinhole camera, he still searched around worriedly after experiencing a certain incident, and then sat by the window, Want to call Song Yuan.

In order to avoid being tracked, he used a special anti-tracking mobile phone.

"Hello, Song Yuan, me."

"What's the matter, aren't you in Linhai City today? Something happened?"

"Is there anything suspicious around you recently?"

"No, I haven't had anything to do in the past few years. After Peter checked me last time, no one followed me anymore."

"But Yang Han came to see my show today."

"What are you talking about! It's impossible." Song Yuan's voice on the other side also panicked.

At this time there was a knock on the door, Meng Dongchu said: "There is a knock on my side, let's talk."

"Do you need me..."

"No need, you came, but Yang Han became suspicious." Meng Dongchu hung up the phone and went to see it.

The door opened, and it was Yang Han standing outside the door, looking at him fixedly.

"Mr. Yang, is there anything else?"

"No, I... I just think that you look like a person." Yang Han said directly.

Being stared at by Yang Han presumptuously, Meng Dongchu's heart trembled a little, but he immediately turned cold and said, "Sorry, I don't think I know you."

Immediately after he finished speaking, he closed the door and began to quickly pack his luggage.

Ten minutes later, he finished packing his things and was about to switch to another hotel, but when he opened the door, he saw Yang Han still standing outside the door, and greeted him when he came out.

"Mr. Yang, what do you mean?"

"Are you ready to go?"

"This hotel makes me feel uncomfortable. I'll change to another one." Meng Dongchu said expressionlessly.

Yang Han blocked his way, planning to say something, Meng Dongchu said, "Why, don't you let me go? Sir, restricting personal freedom is against the law."

Yang Han sighed softly, turned sideways and made a gesture of please, "Okay, okay, please."

Yang Han watched the car carrying mr.w drive out of the hotel, then returned to the lobby silently, sat on the sofa in a daze, making all the hotel staff trembling, the lobby at midnight was like early morning, everyone wanted to take out 12 Great spirit.

After a while, Yang Han felt bored, and was about to get up to leave, when a person almost stumbled into the door, and he hurried to the front desk: "Excuse me..." While asking, he looked around, as if he was looking for someone, so he saw Yang Han. cold.

Looking at each other, Yang Han immediately recognized him: "Song Yuan, what are you doing here so late?"

"Excuse me, do you still have a room here? I need to stay for one night." Song Yuan handed out his ID and card, and after speaking, he turned back to answer Yang Han's question: "I need it for work, so I don't need to report to Young Master Yang. .”

Yang Han, without speaking, looked at Song Yuan's back, thinking about something secretly.