"Finally, I can go home. I've been craving our Northeastern-style braised eggplant for ages!" Director Fei laughed heartily.
"What's so good about that stuff? To really enjoy it, you need to eat pork stew!" Master Liang was also homesick.
"Go home and spend some time with the kids, and let Director Xie get some rest too. We're all away, and leaving her alone must be exhausting. If she wants to travel, she can go to Guangzhou; she has a place to stay anyway," Qin Xiaoyu thought thoughtfully.
Zhang Zufeng was the last to leave. Holding Qin Xiaoyu's hand, she exclaimed, "I'm truly impressed today. Actually, I've been feeling quite regretful lately about you acquiring the factory. I could have managed it myself, so why did I let you have it? Now I realize that even if I had taken it over myself, I wouldn't have made any big money, and the profits would have been small. I never even dared to dream of such a glamorous life. From now on, I'm sticking with you. If you say east, I'll go west."
Qin Xiaoyu's inner thoughts: I spent money on your plane ticket to invite you here just to watch a fashion show? I knew this day would come.
Sometimes, what matters most is confidence when you speak, and now she has plenty of confidence.
After sending off those who wanted to leave, the Fang family was finally less chaotic.
Commander Zhou and his wife didn't leave. Since they had already missed the child's exam, they decided to take him to Guangzhou and transfer him to another school.
Qin Xiaoyu originally thought that after making a fuss for so many days, Madam Fang would be annoyed, but she didn't expect that as soon as Madam Fang left, she would complain about the loneliness and even say that she wanted to go to Guangzhou with her.
“I can’t live in this house anymore. I’m just an old woman, and I have no one to talk to.”
"Then come to Guangzhou with us," Qin Xiaoyu said, offering to help A Lei.
"I think I also have a house in Shamian. I'll have your older sister check it out for me later. I can't quite remember." Mrs. Fang spoke as if she had lost a bicycle somewhere and couldn't find it, her nonchalance was outrageous.
"Little Fish, I have something to show you." Fang Baobao ran downstairs, holding up a newspaper.
Qin Xiaoyu, who is also fluent in English, immediately recognized it as a photocopy of a Western newspaper. There was a news article on it, and the accompanying picture was actually the last scene of her fashion show.
In the picture, Madam Fang is as dignified and elegant as an empress dowager, while Qin Xiaoyu, surrounded by a crowd, looks like a petite doll.
When the article mentions her, it refers to her as the little princess of the East in Sun and Moon Clothing.
“This report is very well written.” A Lei glanced at it and handed it to Mrs. Fang, who was anxiously reaching for it.
"Indeed, it's an unbiased compliment, truly rare." Mrs. Fang's English was also quite good; she read it aloud in one breath, though she was a little disappointed that the entire text didn't mention her at all.
"Where did you get this from?" Qin Xiaoyu asked curiously. It must have been faxed over.
“It was sent to me by your mother-in-law.”
"It's her?"
Qin Xiaoyu suddenly wanted to hear Miranda's comments.
"She said you did a good job, managing to get started before Paris Fashion Week."
"Really? She really said that? Oh yeah!" Qin Xiaoyu jumped up with joy.
"You care that much about her opinion?" Aret stopped her and gave her a look. Qin Xiaoyu then remembered that she was caught in the middle of the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict and had to take sides. Fortunately, Madam Fang didn't seem unhappy.
"Her opinion was very professional; I just wanted some professional advice," Qin Xiaoyu explained softly.
"Little Fish, you're amazing. Our Fang family is so proud of you." Mrs. Fang surprised everyone by not contradicting Miranda, and A Lei was beaming with pride.
"Go to sleep, you're going to exhaust yourself." After dragging Qin Xiaoyu back to her room, A Lei urged her to sleep. This time, Qin Xiaoyu was quite determined and slept for twenty hours straight.
When she woke up, she felt the world was clear and serene, her mind was not foggy, and she felt wonderful. She stretched and went to the window.
It was sunset, and the heat outside had subsided. Under the shade of the trees, A Lei and his sister Han Han were playing football, while Commander Zhou and Zhou Xing's mother sat on wooden chairs watching the game.
Although the youngest sister was the shortest, she was not one to back down, and the three of them played with the spirit of two teams.
A Lei looked up and saw Qin Xiaoyu. He quickly waved to her. Everyone looked up at her, and the little girl jumped up and down, calling for her mother.
Qin Xiaoyu thought, this must be happiness.
Dinner was as lively as ever, but unlike before, Fang Baobao didn't rush around. She seemed to have tasted the sweetness of the fresh and innocent style last time, and her clothing style had changed, shifting between cool and fresh.
Madam Fang is finally different from before, no longer frowning at the mere glance. Now, she frowns after every two glances.
Only family members were at the table; the girls from the modeling team weren't there. Today was their day off, free time for them to do as they pleased.
"It's already past six o'clock, and they still haven't come back." Qin Xiaoyu glanced at her watch, looking somewhat worried.
"I'll go get the driver, Mr. K." A Lei stood up. When the model team goes out, there's a bus following them, just like on a tour, just to prevent anyone from getting lost.
A Lei sent a message to the driver's pager, but it went unanswered for a long time.
As time ticked by, everyone began to feel uneasy.
"The driver was contacted by Zhang Dahai. Should we look for him?" A Lei asked Qin Xiaoyu.
"Is it important? Let's ask." Qin Xiaoyu nodded.
Zhang Dahai arrived quickly. The driver's pager number was correct, but he wasn't replying.
"I feel like something's not right," Zhang Dahai said, starting to panic.
After contacting the travel agency, I learned that the driver had not returned the car, meaning he was probably still with the model team.
"Should we call the police?" Qin Xiaoyu asked, only to realize it was another pointless question.
This era without cell phones is absolutely crazy.
Apart from one model and Dazhuang who stayed behind due to feeling unwell, there were a total of nineteen people on the bus.
Sun Moon Clothing became famous in Shanghai overnight, followed by the disappearance of its models. This is truly a thrilling game.
Qin Xiaoyu truly regretted giving them this day off. Wouldn't it have been better to have properly sent them back to Northeast China?
These nineteen are all naive young girls. If something were to happen to them, how would we explain it to their families?
"I remember there were two drivers when we hired them, working in shifts. Let's ask the other driver for clues," Qin Xiaoyu thought of a plan. The driver replied quickly; he had gone home after his shift and knew nothing about it.
"Did the girls say where they wanted to go or anything?" Qin Xiaoyu prompted.
"They speak Northeastern dialect, and they're a bunch of chatterboxes; I can't understand them," the driver shook his head.
"Think again, is there anything special about it?" Qin Xiaoyu was burning with anxiety.
"By the way, Old Zhang returned ten yuan to me. He'd borrowed it a long time ago, and he suddenly paid me back today during shift change. I was wondering why."
Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei exchanged a glance; this was rather strange.
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