The Chronicle of the Sea Emperor of Another World

When Jimo Ran got the plan, he found that the endorsement was still the Dior menswear designed by HediSlimane. Unlike the previous ultra-small size and almost morbidly thin, the menswear this time had an elegant and aristocratic atmosphere.

Looking at the beautiful clothes, Jimo Sheng couldn't help being amazed. The low-key and melancholy temperament of England and the exquisite and noble feeling of France are perfectly integrated together. The images full of gender ambiguity and the simple and neat accessories make Dior's Men never seem to grow up.

But to endorse this kind of clothes... Jimo Cheng lightly tapped the face of the male model in the picture with his fingers.

Sister Yuan asked with concern, "What's the matter? Are you having trouble?"

Shaking her head, "I'm thinking, how can I win this endorsement in the safest way, how can I highlight the brand without making myself look like I can't afford this dress." Sister Chen smiled slightly, "This is You should think about it yourself, but I want to remind you that Ksly and Hell are also competing."

Jimo Sheng flipped through the sketches indifferently, "Who did they choose?"

"One is your senior, Su Mu, and the other is Liang Xin, a newcomer who has been favored by Situ Qingshuang in recent years."

"Tailored?" Jimo Sheng laughed, "How could Situ Qingshuang give him such a weird name."

Sister Yuan also laughed, "But don't be careless. Although Liang Xin has a Chinese name, he has Greek and French ancestry. It is said that he can still have a relationship with the royal family, and his appearance has a medieval royal atmosphere."

Sister Chen also stepped in, "But our advantage is that no one knows that you have awakened yet. When seeing you, Situ Qingshuang will definitely lose his footing."

Putting away the materials, Jimo Sheng smiled lightly, "Then let us look forward to that day."

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After all, he still didn't drive Lan Hai away from his home. Fang Qitian, who was furious, decided to ignore that stern-faced guy, tidy up his clothes, and prepare to take care of everything first. He has been missing for three years, so there must be a reasonable excuse for this.

Situ Qingshuang's Hell company is absolutely unwilling to go again, it is enough to make a mistake once, and a person who falls twice in the same place is definitely not a smart person even if he is not a fool.

And whether the family that hasn't been there for three years can accept me is also a problem, but I can spend more than 30 years in that world to bring Shengsheng back, so this difficulty is nothing.

Fang's enterprise is definitely an existence in S City that can call the wind and rain. After successfully surviving the turmoil three years ago, Fang's enterprise is more like a phoenix after nirvana, and its strength makes everyone look at it.

When Fang Qitian stood in front of the building of Fang's enterprise and saw that the familiar building was still majestic, he suddenly had a feeling that things were different, and he didn't know what happened to the family members in the past three years.

Fang Qitian hesitated, wondering if he wanted to go in.

"President, you have a small meeting with the president of Dior Asia in the afternoon. After the meeting, you have to rush back to the company. Today is the semi-annual report meeting of all Fang's subsidiaries..."

Urgent and fast speaking, is it the special assistant by father's side?

Fang Qitian poked his head, and what he saw was an old man with gray hair walking quickly, followed by a young man.

Sure enough, it was his father, but he looked much older.

Fang Qitian's heart felt sour, and he almost couldn't help wanting to rush up, but after a graceful figure appeared in his sight, Fang Qitian immediately took two steps back, how could it be her?

"What?" Suddenly there was a voice that I didn't want to hear at the moment.

Fang Qitian hurriedly controlled his emotions, and said in a vicious voice, "Why are you here?"

Lan Hai glanced outside lightly, "Why, you are more timid if you are close to the hometown?"

"I want you to take care of it?"

"If it's my woman, I can help you solve it. Although I can't use all my strength, I can still make him disappear completely." Lan Hai's voice was cold and stern, and there was a faint murderous look?

Fang Qitian frowned, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Lan Hai broke Fang Qitian's body, "I don't want to bear it any longer, let me tell you, you are mine."

Fang Qitian was stunned, opened his mouth wide, and subconsciously wanted to refute, but his mouth was immediately blocked by a fiery lip.

Domineering, irresistible, resolutely thrust his tongue into his mouth, and controlled the teeth he wanted to clench with exquisite spells, and he could only let Lan Hai plunder at will.

When Lan Hai finally withdrew, Fang Qitian was almost out of breath, and there were sparks in his eyes. Fang Qitian is not as strong as usual now.

Lan Hai's body gradually disappeared, but his voice still remained.

"This is not to ask for your opinion, but to inform you that if you object, I will take you to the primeval jungle, so that you can only face me every day, and then use secret techniques to make you pregnant, and let you do it for me. Have a child."

Wiping his lips fiercely, Fang Qitian was angry, what a bastard, how could he be so boring, and still want me to give birth to him, it's too much, it's just...

Fang Qitian couldn't speak, but his heart was beating violently, completely losing his rhythm...

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Fang Dong looked to the left with some doubts. It seemed that someone looked this way just now, and it seemed that Ah Tian had returned.

Sighing, Fang Dong rubbed his forehead and told himself again that Ah Tian was gone.

The assistant Xiao Li who followed behind saw the old president sighed again, so he knew that he was thinking about Fang Tianwang who passed away three years ago.

However, Xiao Li blinked, and a pink shadow appeared in his sight. Xiao Li hurriedly reminded President Fang, "President, Miss Situ is in front."

Fang Dong stared, "Situ Qingshuang?"

Situ Qingshuang, who was wearing a pink suit, walked towards Fang Dong with brisk steps accompanied by two assistants.

She stretched out her hand gracefully, "President Fang, nice to meet you."

Fang Dong looked at the woman in front of him who has become more and more powerful in the media industry in recent years, paused, and stretched out his hand, "President Situ."

Situ Qingshuang smiled lightly, with the ability and charming of a professional woman, "Boss Fang is too polite, I wonder if I can disturb you for a while?"

Fang Dong turned his head, and Xiao Li hurried forward, "You have an hour to rest now."

"Then please." Fang Dong made an inviting gesture.

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After walking to the meeting room and sitting down, Fang Dong saw Situ Qingshuang signaling the special assistant to step down, and also ordered Xiao Li to step down, so there were only two people left in the spacious meeting room.

Situ Qing's lips, which were lightly painted with lip gloss, moved slightly, "Mr. Fang is going to discuss this season's spokesperson with the president of Dior Asia this afternoon, right?"

Fang Dong's expression remained unchanged, as if it didn't matter that this plan was known by others, "What does President Situ mean?"

Situ Qing covered his lips and smiled lightly, "President Fang is too polite, just call me Qing Shuang." Seeing that the old man had no intention of speaking at all, Situ Qingshuang continued on his own, "I don't know Mr. Fang is considering Can you... give priority to our Hell candidates when selecting candidates?"

Fang Dong narrowed his eyes, and said slowly in the slow tone unique to the elderly, "If I remember correctly, the candidate for Hell is Liang Xin."

Situ Qingshuang nodded, "I shouldn't have said hello to you, after all, I still have confidence in Liang Xin's personal strength, but our company must win this endorsement."

Fang Dong still used a slow tone, "But what does this have to do with me? I cooperate with Dior to select candidates, and naturally I want to choose someone who can make me money. Can Miss Qingshuang guarantee that your Liang Xin is the best among them?" of?"

Situ Qing seemed to always have a smile on both sides of his face, "The purpose of my coming is just to hope that Mr. Fang can give priority to Liang Xin under the premise of equal strength."

"But what can Fang get?"

"Isn't Fang planning to enter the media industry recently? I guarantee that after Fang's movie is released, Hell's five theaters will be opened to Fang first. In addition, Hell's first-line stars can all promote Fang's movie."

Situ Qingshuang's voice was slightly bewildering, "You have to know that many celebrities jointly recommend a movie, and the public's curiosity will definitely be aroused. When the time comes, the box office..."

Fang Dong lowered his eyebrows and didn't answer immediately.

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After having a conversation with Dior's men's wear designer, Jimo Sheng was absolutely sure that the Dior men's wear with the theme of deep sea aristocrats was almost tailor-made for himself.

Although he didn't know why, Jimo Sheng found that whenever he saw the blue sea, he felt an inexplicable urge to feel that it was his home, and he could easily control that sea area.

"If it wasn't for Mr. Jimo, I can't believe that there would be someone in the world who would interpret my designs so vividly. The clothes are obviously designed for Europeans and Americans, but they fit you perfectly. I don't know what Mr. Jimo would like I don’t want to be my exclusive model”

Hedi Slimane's words were still in his ears, Jimo Sheng smiled slightly, and strode towards the Maojin Building.

There, it will be the starting point for its own take-off!