Chapter 92 Chapter 92 It was clearly him showing off his charm and throwing...
This couldn't be blamed on Chen Zhuo. She had hardly celebrated her birthday since she started working.
Paris Fashion Week takes place annually in late February or early March. On her birthday, she was either preparing to accompany an artist to Fashion Week or already there. With her busy schedule, she had no time to celebrate.
What else could Shao Chengzhang say after he knew about it? No wonder Jiang Jun told him not to prepare any surprises. All he could do was remain silent and sigh.
"Are you angry?" Chen Zhuo pursed her lips. After she finished speaking, she looked down at the bouquet of roses in her arms. It was a full bouquet, and she didn't know how many there were. She counted them silently in her mind.
After a few seconds, Shao Chengzhang replied, "I'm not angry. You just gave me a very memorable birthday, and I want to celebrate yours properly."
"It's just a birthday. It doesn't matter whether you celebrate it or not. I'm just happy that you remember it." Shen Zhuo comforted him.
“Isn’t it basic to remember your birthday?”
"My husband is so kind." Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes and smiled. "If you have work, go ahead and do it. I won't bother you anymore." She weighed the rose in her arms. "Thank you for the flowers. I like them very much."
Even though Chen Zhuo said she didn't want to think about it anymore, she still felt that Shao Chengzhang was still bothered by it. Although Shao Chengzhang didn't show any expression on his face and came to stay close to her as usual after taking a shower, Chen Zhuo felt that the atmosphere between the two of them had cooled down.
Chen Zhuo locked his phone and put it down, facing him sideways: "Shall we talk?"
"Yeah." Shao Chengzhang put down his phone after hearing that, and the two of them lay facing each other.
"Are you still unhappy because you didn't celebrate Valentine's Day today?" Shao Chengzhang was about to deny it, but then he heard her order, "Don't lie, tell the truth."
Shao Chengzhang avoided her gaze and said "hmm" softly.
"Then you kept it in your heart and didn't tell me. If I hadn't asked, would you have kept silent and let it go?"
Shao Chengzhang curled his lips and muttered a little aggrievedly: "If I pester you to celebrate the holidays, you will definitely ask me if I don't have my own things to do."
Chen Zhuo couldn't help laughing and poked his face. "You know me so well now." This was indeed what she could say. She leaned forward and looked into his eyes. "Actually, I know you're very busy too, and you have to coordinate work and other things for the holidays, but what I want to say is that whether these holidays are celebrated or not is really not important to me."
Was she comforting herself or thinking that her arrangements were negligent? Shao Chengzhang asked her, "Then what is important to you?"
"I'm not an eighteen or twenty-year-old girl anymore. I don't need to pursue this kind of formalism. You're busy with work, and I'm busy too. We may not be able to find time to celebrate many holidays in the future. But not celebrating holidays doesn't mean I'm dissatisfied with you. On the contrary, if you love the right person, every day is Valentine's Day. Today is Valentine's Day, tomorrow is Valentine's Day, and the day after tomorrow is Valentine's Day. So don't dwell on this issue."
Shao Chengzhang was silent for a moment. "What I care about is not the festival itself, but I want you to feel valued. Even if it's just a little special arrangement, I want you to know that I care about you. Otherwise, I will feel... that I have not fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband."
"I feel it every day." Shen Zhuo placed her hand on his chest and could feel his heart beating beneath his skin and sternum, but it didn't last more than three seconds before she grabbed his pectoral muscles and started kneading them again.
Shao Chengzhang smiled helplessly: "Wife, you are so lustful."
Chen Zhuo answered calmly, "Isn't this a test of your fitness results? Isn't it okay?"
Her hand left, but he held it down again, moving it down to the thickest part of her chest muscle. "Of course, you are welcome to inspect it at any time."
Tsk, it was clearly him showing off his charm and throwing himself into her arms.
Chen Zhuo raised the corner of his mouth: "Then let's make a deal. We don't force ourselves to celebrate holidays and birthdays, but we can agree to go on a trip at least once a year, okay?"
"Okay." Shao Chengzhang agreed to her.
After talking it out, Shen Zhuo felt better and prepared to have a good sleep. Shao Chengzhang suddenly asked her: "Where do you want to travel, my dear? I will plan it in advance."
? The New Year has just begun, and we're not leaving tomorrow, so there's no need to be so anxious.
"husband."
"Um?"
"sleep."
"good."
Shen Zhuo turned off the bedside lamp. Shao Chengzhang came over and hugged her. After a while, he spoke again: "Honey, do you still want to go to the beach this year? Do you want to change places?"
Chen Zhuo didn't even open his eyes: "If you don't want to sleep, go out and work."
Shao Chengzhang said "Oh" and finally kept silent.
*
The entire fashion week schedule spanned four days, with Guan Siyu securing a role as brand ambassador for LONGUE, a subsidiary of WUNSEE. With the popularity of "Wild River," Chen Zhuo recommended Jiang Rui to WUNSEE's PR department, and this year she attended the show as a brand friend.
After seventeen hours of flying and connecting flights, the group finally landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport. Chen Zhuo was yawning and busy trying to contact the business car to pick him up when Xiaoyun came running over and told her that two suitcases were lost.
"The carousel is no longer unloading luggage, but Brother Siyu still has two suitcases that haven't come out yet." Xiaoyun was a little anxious.
Chen Zhuo asked, "Which two suitcases?"
Xiaoyun replied: "There is a 28-inch suitcase and a 24-inch suitcase. The big suitcase is filled with clothes that Brother Siyu will wear to the show tomorrow. What should I do?"
There are only two reasons why luggage is lost: one is that someone took it by mistake, and the other is that the airline lost it, especially since their flight had a layover.
"It's okay, don't worry." Shen Zhuo checked the time. It was already 11 pm local time, and everyone was exhausted. She thought for a moment and asked, "Whose ticket checked these two boxes?"
"It's mine." Xiaoyun said.
"Then Xiaoyun, you and I stay here, and the rest of you can go back to the hotel and rest first." She sent the driver's phone number to Nadia, asking her to take Guan Siyu, Jiang Rui and the assistants back to the hotel first.
The airport wasn't crowded at the moment, so Chen Zhuo asked Xiaoyun to check the carousel area for any missing luggage and confirm the carousel information to prevent any last-minute changes. She then trotted over to the baggage service counter.
"I'm sorry, my luggage hasn't come out yet. I suspect someone took it by mistake. Please help me announce it!" She clearly stated her request. The staff was very serious. They asked Shen Zhuo's shift and name, and began to announce it in English and French.
Shen Zhuo waited for about twenty minutes, but no one showed up. She checked with the staff to see if it was possible that her luggage hadn't been on the plane at all and she was on a connecting flight.
The staff gave her a "Luggage Transport Accident Record Form," and she asked Xiaoyun to fill it out. After waiting a while, the staff confirmed that the luggage wasn't lost; it had been improperly checked during transit, so the luggage didn't arrive on the same flight. The two suitcases were still in Munich.
"..." Chen Zhuo frowned, "When can it be shipped here at the earliest?"
Staff: "We have coordinated and will arrange a direct flight to check your luggage in. It will arrive tomorrow night."
Chen Zhuo suspected he had misheard and repeated the time in English: "Tomorrow 9pm?"
The staff nodded: "Yeah."
Chen Zhuo sighed silently. Tomorrow night at nine o'clock, the show is over, why would he need clothes?!
"Xiao Yun, is Si Yu's other set of clothes here?" In order to prevent accidents, a spare set of clothes is prepared for every activity.
Xiaoyun bit her lower lip with her upper teeth and dared not speak. Chen Zhuo's heart skipped a beat, "Is the spare set also in the box?" Chen Zhuo couldn't help but raise his voice.
Xiaoyun hurriedly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect the box to be lost."
Shen Zhuo took a deep breath and decided to come up with a Plan B as quickly as possible.
"Let's go, Xiaoyun, let's go back first." Chen Zhuo looked up for the sign and walked straight to the taxi exit. Xiaoyun followed her in small steps, and soon she heard sobbing.
"What's wrong?" Chen Zhuo turned around and saw Xiaoyun crying.
"Sister Chen Zhuo, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have booked a connecting flight and put two sets of clothes together. I never thought about the problem of lost luggage." Xiaoyun sobbed.
Chen Zhuo comforted her, "I agreed to buy the connecting ticket. The lost luggage is the airline's fault." She tore open a pack of tissues from her bag, pulled out one, and handed it to Xiaoyun. "Okay, stop crying."
"What should we do if we don't have clothes?" Xiaoyun took the tissue, wiped her tears and asked.
Chen Zhuo had no idea at the moment. She even thought of Shao Chengzhang's private jet, but she remembered that private jets needed to apply for routes one day in advance, and it would be too late to tell LONGUE's PR at dawn and then ship it directly over.
Guan Siyu is the first to wear LONGUE this year, but the local LONGUE clothing store in Paris only has old styles. What should she do?
After getting in the car, Chen Zhuo showed the driver the hotel address and kept staring out the window. She had no intention of enjoying the night view of Paris along the way, and was always thinking of a solution in her mind.
If the old model doesn’t work, what about the old model of the old model?
Chen Zhuo suddenly thought that vintage items from many years ago would not go wrong, and wearing vintage brand items would actually make the artist appear more prepared.
But the question is, will the second-hand stores here have second-hand LONGUE models?
Chen Zhuo first sent a message to her PR, explaining the bad news of tonight and that she wouldn't be able to wear her original outfit tomorrow. She also told him that she would try to find a vintage Longue piece for her main look.
The other party quickly replied to her, first sending a few shocked expressions, and then agreeing to Shen Zhuo's proposal.
Even if we disagree, we can't let our own spokesperson wear clothes from another brand to watch our own brand's show.
So, tomorrow morning she'll be looking for vintage stores. She searched for "Vintage" on a search engine and then checked each store on Google Maps.
She leaned back against the headrest and let out a breath, hoping tomorrow would go better.
Back at the hotel, she took off her coat and draped it over the sofa, sprawling out on the bed. She opened WeChat, and saw another row of red dots. Shao Chengzhang had asked her if she'd arrived an hour ago, but before she could reply, she sent him a message and immediately received his video.
After the call was connected, Shao Chengzhang saw that Shen Zhuo was already in the hotel, and he felt relieved. He asked, "Why are you so late?"
Chen Zhuo: "Two pieces of luggage were lost, so we stayed up very late. You were at home, didn't you go to the gym?" Unless there were any special circumstances, Shao Chengzhang's regular gym time was from seven to eight in the morning.
Shao Chengzhang: "No, I'm waiting for you. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep without my goodnight."
Shen Zhuo smiled.
Shao Chengzhang asked: "What should we do if our luggage is lost? Do you need my help?"
Shen Zhuo said he couldn't help and briefly explained the situation. She was a little worried that she wouldn't be able to find suitable clothes tomorrow.
Shao Chengzhang reminded her: "You can ask Nora, she is also in Paris, and she is very familiar with Paris."
Shen Zhuo found Nora's chat box and clicked into her circle of friends. He found that she had posted a photo of herself in Paris that night. Moreover, Nora was the second princess of WUNSEE and a designer, so she must have more connections than her.
Chen Zhuo snapped his fingers: "Then I won't talk to you for now, I'll go ask Nora."
Shao Chengzhang: "You should go to bed early. It's already late over there."
Chen Zhuo: "Yeah, bye." She hung up the phone quickly without waiting for Shao Chengzhang to say goodbye to her.
Shao Chengzhang stared at the chat page, scratched his forehead and laughed.
When will my wife be able to share a little of the care she puts into her career with him?
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