Chapter 582 There is no best

The invited artists from all over the world attended the event in their best attire, with everything from their hair to the shoes they wore, all lovingly designed by top stylists.

In the weather of minus three degrees with light snow, everyone endured the cold and showed a professional attitude, swaying on the red carpet and posing the most perfect postures and smiles in front of the cameras.

In addition to inviting well-known artists, the International Film Festival also features many top celebrities from all walks of life.

The long bright red blanket became a place where everyone competed for beauty.

Fang Yuan was wearing a black Zhongshan suit with a dragon embroidered on it. The fabric of the suit was straight and well-shaped, perfectly showing off his tall and strong body.

Over the years, the scar on his forehead has gradually faded with the application of Chinese medicine ointment. Although it has not been completely removed, it will not attract people's attention at first glance.

Fang Yuan's original elegant and noble appearance was revealed. After years of precipitation, the man with a hint of coldness and indifference is undoubtedly the most attractive!

An Zhixia was wearing a scarlet cheongsam with a phoenix and peony pattern, a long-sleeved, vertical-collared, buttoned dress, a shiny white mink cape on the outside, a pearl necklace around her neck, and her hair was tied up high.

She also put a lot of thought into her makeup, which was a retro style, making her already exquisite appearance flawless. She looked like she walked out of an ink painting, so beautiful that it seemed unreal.

An Zhixia and Fang Yuan are both people who have seen the world. They are dignified, natural and generous, without the slightest bit of nervousness or timidity.

The two of them walked out of the car arm in arm. As soon as they came into public view, entertainment reporters from various countries, the people of Country M who had heard the news, and tourists were stunned for a moment, and then they began to take pictures of the couple frantically.

The celebrities and tycoons on the long red carpet all became background boards. They posed awkwardly, with only a few cameras quickly shooting them for a few seconds.

Erin Choate had just stepped out of the car with Garrett Ingram on her arm.

She wore a royal blue tube top fishtail dress, showing off her perfect figure. She also dyed her hair reddish brown for this film festival.

The man next to her is a local tyrant in Hua City. It can be said that she has both the hardware and software, and can completely hold the whole place.

Irene confidently smiled and waved to the reporters and fans on both sides, but...

She realized belatedly that everyone's attention was focused on An Zhixia and Fang Yuan who were not far away.

Garrett raised his eyebrows, chuckled and said, "Beauty really knows no boundaries."

Irene tried her best to keep the smile on her face.

"It's a pity that there is a flower guardian." She also smiled, her lips moving slightly as she sighed softly.

Garrett glanced at her and said calmly, "Erin, I always thought you were a smart and motivated woman, but don't let jealousy consume your rationality.

There are many people in this world who are better looking, luckier, and more capable than you. If you make a careful plan to get rid of each one you meet,

Then you will never have a peaceful life.

I am not a good person, and I don't expect you to be an upright woman.

But remember, if you want to stay with me, then you have to behave yourself and not cause trouble, at least not with people from Xia Hua Country."

Irene smiled and said, "Garrett, what are you thinking about? My mind is now full of making movies and cultivating our relationship. I don't have the time and energy to be distracted."

Garrett hummed and continued coldly: "There is no best."

Irene continued to wave her hands to both sides, her heart was already twisted. Wasn't it to consolidate her position beside Garrett that she did all this?

The Meimi Film Festival is held in the conference hall of the most luxurious Coffey Hotel chain in Hua City.

The conference hall is very large and has been newly decorated. The huge gold-inlaid crystal chandelier is like the morning sun in summer. The light dances on the gilded pillars and beige marble floor, making the entire hall magnificent and revealing the true appearance of the upper class.

An Zhixia and Fang Yuan didn’t know many people, almost all of whom they had talked to at the racecourse a few days ago, as well as some artists and bigwigs who often appeared on the screen.

They don't have any purpose, they just exist as Xiahua people walking on the red carpet at the film festival.

So the couple held the plates and tasted the exquisite delicacies one by one, commenting on them from time to time. An Zhixia also took out a pen and a notebook to write down her thoughts, waiting to show them to her brother when she got back.

An Zhiqiu's cooking skills are quite good, whether it is staple food, soup or dessert, he has a lot of expertise. However, the bread and cakes baked in the West are very different from Xia Hua's steaming, boiling, frying and stewing.

With the help of the information provided by An Zhixia, he was at the entry level and had a lot of theories. Although he was able to make it step by step if the utensils and stoves were all available.

But according to An Zhiqiu, such pastries are soulless, just like a foreign child growing up in Xiahua Country. Even if the appearance retains the original characteristics, the inside is a world apart!

Before that, he went abroad on a mission to find people to exchange cooking skills with and improve himself. He took the opportunity to learn about the cooking concepts of some foreign chefs and was able to restore 70% of foreign food.

However, the only chefs he could get in touch with at that time were famous chefs in places open to the public. These people had superb cooking skills, but they had no orthodox inheritance, which was qualitatively different from the chefs kept in the rich families.

This difference is no less than that between the folk chefs and the imperial chefs in ancient Xiahua.

There were a lot of people at the venue, and the buffet area was very large, covering three walls around the venue.

Taking advantage of the film festival's rule that strictly prohibited taking photos and videos, An Zhixia secretly bought a lot of food from the supermarket while everyone wasn't paying attention, intending to take it back for her brother to taste and study, and also bring some delicious food for the children to satisfy their cravings.

Because everyone was exchanging information secretly, within an hour, everyone already knew that An Zhixia and Fang Yuan were so stupid and rich that it was outrageous.

They went to talk to An Zhixia and Fang Yuan in batches.

Fang Yuan quietly extracted a lot of useful information, while still not leaking any information about himself, An Zhixia and Xia Hua.

At this time, Lance stepped forward, and with a smile, led An Zhixia and Fang Yuan to the small hall next to them. Also accompanying them were several senior executives of KF who had a lot of say.

Lance briefly introduced them to each other, then went straight to the point and said to An Zhixia, "Mrs. Fang, we had a meeting these past two days to discuss the matter of opening a branch in Xiahua.

We still believe that Xiahua is a market with great potential, but there are many risks to face. Because the lifestyle and habits of Xiahua people are very different from ours, the Xiahua market is no different from a brand new beginning for KF. ”

(End of this chapter)