Chapter 288 Yang Huan, You're Dead

"Wow, quick, take a picture!"

Somewhere in the show, Qin Yongming and three other people, who were not noticed by anyone, saw through the gap in the crowd, Yang Huan reaching out and patting Christopher Bailey on the shoulder.

This immediately made Young Master Qin furious!

"This kid is dead. Look, they are so intimate!" Qin Yongming shouted excitedly in his heart.

Qian Duoduo narrowed his chubby eyes and said, "I recognized him. The one sitting next to Yang Huan seems to be the chief designer of Burberry. His name is Bailey."

"These two guys are too gay, I suspect there's something wrong!" Wang Sen speculated conspiratorially.

From their angle of view, the two of them actually looked like they were clinging to each other with their shoulders touching.

This scene is indeed quite passionate.

"Oh, yes, that guy is Wanwan!" Qian Duoduo suddenly thought of it.

Qin Yongming and the other two were dumbfounded and immediately looked at Qian Duoduo.

"No?"

"Yang Huan and Wan Wan are hugging each other?"

"What does that mean? Could it be..."

Qin Yongming nodded excitedly, pointing at the three followers in front of him, "No doubt about it, this kid must be a Taiwanese!"

"The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Think about it, in the music video for Lin Yuna that he shot, there was an unconcealable gay passion. Damn, I burst out laughing when I saw it. I wonder how a normal man could shoot such a music video?"

Qian Duoduo's words were immediately recognized by everyone.

"Yeah, look at him, he's so close to Christopher Bailey, there must be something wrong between them!"

"Maybe something strange will happen soon, and we'll go upstairs and get a room!"

Qin Yongming was very excited now.

He never imagined that Yang Huan was actually a lesbian.

Then this game is interesting!

Think about it, how could the old banker marry his precious granddaughter to a Wanwan?

"Haha, this kid deserves it. He deserves to die. There are so many beauties but you don't love them, but you fall in love with a man!"

Qin Yongming couldn't help but laugh triumphantly, "Hey, Wang Sen, did you take the picture?"

Wang Sen immediately handed over his phone, "I took all the photos, Mr. Qin, take a look, my photography skills are pretty good, right?"

Qin Yongming took it and took a look, and it was indeed an Apple kidney machine, and the photo-taking effect was quite good.

Wang Sen took a lot of photos, but Qin Yongming felt that some of them could not reflect the gay love between the two, so he simply deleted them. The remaining photos were some that looked extremely intimate.

Not to mention that they have now determined that Yang Huan is gay, even ordinary people would have this kind of reaction when they see these photos.

Compared to the wonderful photos on the mobile phone, the jerseys and T-shirts designed by famous designers worn by the players and models on the catwalk could not attract Qin Yongming's attention.

He put all his attention on Yang Huan, especially when he saw him discussing something with Norman Foster and the two seemed to be getting together again, he immediately took a few more pictures.

"They really have a strong taste. They even didn't let go of an old man in his seventies. They are so heartless!"

Qin Yongming laughed loudly. With these photos in hand, I wonder how you can snatch them from me!

Yang Huan, you are dead this time!

The fashion show in Southampton was quite short, but the response was quite enthusiastic and received great response.

Judging from the reactions of the reporters, fans and guests at the scene, they all felt that jersey designs had reached their limit.

But a jersey is still a jersey after all. It cannot be designed as freely as a piece of clothing, so there are definitely more restrictions.

But no matter what, it is still worthy of recognition that Southampton spent hundreds of thousands of pounds to hire someone to design it.

At the very least, it wouldn't look weird if you wore these jerseys on the street.

After walking on the catwalk and the show, Yang Huan hosted and invited all the guests, fans and reporters present to have dinner on the second floor of the hotel. However, Qin Yongming and his three companions were not in the mood for that. They quickly found an opportunity and sneaked away.

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The next day, at Brune Law Firm in the City of London.

Zhuang Ziqing sat in the office, looking at the computer monitor.

The news page that opened was reporting on the fashion show in Southampton last night, with many photos.

Although the Community Shield is about to start, this show still attracted the attention of many media and reporters.

This is the first time in the football circle, and there are definitely people who support it and people who are skeptical.

In these photos, Zhuang Ziqing saw Yang Huan.

Of the two people sitting next to Yang Huan, she only recognized Norman Foster; the other one looked familiar to her, but she didn't know him.

She also received an invitation last night, and Yang Huan even planned to pick her up, but she had other things to do and couldn't go.

Come to think of it, it’s a bit of a pity!

"But it was still a success!" Zhuang Ziqing pursed her lips, smiled and murmured to herself.

It is definitely not comparable to those world famous brands, or even some big brands.

But this is the first time for Southampton, and it’s a pretty good start.

From a woman's aesthetic point of view, Zhuang Ziqing feels that this jersey is well designed and within her acceptable range, and she believes that others will not resist it either.

But compared with fashion, it is definitely not good enough.

Closed this webpage and entered the news website.

The entire news site is focused on the upcoming Community Shield match.

This event is known as the precursor to the Premier League and has always been lukewarm.

But now, with the showdown between Southampton and Manchester United, this Community Shield has received a lot of attention.

As usual, Manchester United took the initiative to start a war of words before the game.

Coaches and players such as Ferguson and Rooney have come out one after another to criticize Southampton.

Southampton was not to be outdone. Head coach Bielsa did not speak out, but the team's senior executive Sun Yue fought back and even believed that Ferguson was the biggest cancer of Manchester United in recent years.

This undoubtedly touched Ferguson's sore spot, so the British national treasure-level coach fought back overnight.

Now, the whole of Britain is in an uproar.

Ferguson's war of words has always been a highlight of Premier League games.

Zhuang Ziqing laughed as she watched. Sun Yue's words sounded a bit like Yang Huan's tone.

When she imagined Yang Huan's expression when he said this, it must have been very interesting.

I can't help but laugh!

Just at this moment, someone knocked on the office door.

Fengjiu walked in holding a large bunch of flowers.

"Miss, someone sent you flowers again!"

Zhuang Ziqing stared at the monitor without raising his head. He just hummed and said, "Put it aside."

"Don't you want to see who sent it?" Fengjiu asked again.

"Well, I'll watch it later. Let's put it aside for now!" Zhuang Ziqing answered perfunctorily.

There have been fewer bouquets of flowers recently, but earlier, she would receive many bouquets of flowers almost every day.

If I had to look at every bouquet of flowers I received, how would I have time to work?

"How about I just throw it away?" Fengjiu suggested with a smile.

Zhuang Ziqing nodded, "Well, OK, you decide!"

"Oh!" Fengjiu turned around and was about to leave, but after taking a step, she turned back and saw Zhuang Ziqing still watching the news, and she smiled.

"Miss, do you want to keep the card?"

"No need!" Zhuang Ziqing still didn't look up.

"What about the tickets?"

“No need!”

"oh!"

Fengjiu continued walking towards the office door, but she was laughing secretly in her heart.

"Wait." Zhuang Ziqing looked up now, "What tickets?"

Fengjiu immediately turned around and took out an envelope from the flowers, "Here, there are still a few tickets for the Community Shield match."

Zhuang Ziqing was stunned when she heard this, then she thought of something and her face suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

He walked out of the desk, walked quickly in front of Fengjiu, and glared at her unhappily.

Fengjiu, however, was laughing, as her young lady just couldn't stand being teased.

I snatched the envelope, took it out and looked inside, and sure enough, it contained a stack of football tickets.

I took the card again. There was nothing written on it, just a line of words written in crooked Chinese.

"I'll have someone pick you up at noon, Huan!"

Zhuang Ziqing smiled shyly, and her look was indescribably charming and lovely.

He snatched the flowers from Fengjiu's hand, walked back to his desk, sat down, bent down and sniffed, what a fragrant smell!

"Miss, didn't you say you were going to throw it away?"

Why are you smelling it so eagerly?

Zhuang Ziqing rolled his eyes at her in annoyance, but continued smiling without answering.

"Comparing people to each other is really infuriating. They are all flowers, and they were all bought from the same flower shop. Why are some people's flowers thrown directly into the trash can, while others are held in the palm of their hands like a treasure and smelled?"

Zhuang Ziqing blushed, "Ah Jiu, if you say that again, I will tear your mouth off, do you believe me?"

"I don't believe it, unless you ask your son-in-law for help and ask Long Wu to come!"

This girl now even skips the word "future".

Zhuang Ziqing felt embarrassed, annoyed and happy, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

Zhuang Ziqing thought it was Yang Huan calling, so he quickly picked up the phone.

He looked with delight and found that it was not him, but Qin Yongming.

Now it directly changed from sunny to cloudy.

"Miss, who is it? Is it our son-in-law?" Fengjiu came closer.

Zhuang Ziqing shook his head, "It's Qin Yongming."

"Is it him?!" A strange look flashed in Fengjiu's eyes.

Zhuang Ziqing hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to answer the phone.

No matter what, it is never good to offend people.

I don't mind it, but it would be bad if I made enemies for Yang Huan because of it.

"Hello, Ziqing, I'm Yongming."

"Hello, Yongming, what can I do for you?" Zhuang Ziqing asked politely.

"Haha, nothing much. I just happened to have something to do so I came to London. I'm downstairs of your company right now."

Zhuang Ziqing was shocked. She put down the flowers in her hand and walked to the office window to look down.

Below was a milky white extended version of Rolls-Royce. Qin Yongming was holding a bouquet of flowers and standing next to the car, talking on the phone. He looked up and waved at Zhuang Ziqing in the window.

"Ziqing, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's rare for old classmates to meet each other. Let's have lunch together at noon today. I'll treat you. You won't refuse, right?"

After he said that, Zhuang Ziqing felt too embarrassed to refuse.

The Zhuang family and the Qin family are old friends, although the two families have had less contact since the death of Mr. Qin.

But there is still such a relationship there.

He came to London and specially invited you to dinner, shouldn't you give him some face?

"Okay, I'll pack up and go down." Zhuang Ziqing agreed.

Qin Yongming just needed her to agree, and he immediately nodded with a smile, "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs!"

After hanging up the phone, the boy didn't forget to wave vigorously towards the window. His expression was so excited.

Zhuang Ziqing turned around and returned to his desk, looking helpless.

“Miss, how about I help you get rid of him?” Fengjiu suggested.

Zhuang Ziqing shook her head and said, "No, I can handle it."

Fengjiu thought so too. Even if Qin Yongming had a hundred courages, he would not dare to do anything wrong to the young lady.

He picked up the flowers on the desk again, leaned in and took a sniff, the fragrance was refreshing.

"Ajiu, put it in a vase on my desk!"

"Hey!" Fengjiu immediately took the bunch of flowers.

She also always disliked Qin Yongming and thought that this guy was not a good guy.

Especially the fact that he secretly sent someone to follow the young lady.

Although Zhuang Ziqing didn't want to offend the Qin family for such a small matter, she was still angry for the young lady.

Is there any way to pursue someone so outrageously?

Young Master Yang Huan is also pursuing the young lady, but how graceful is he?

Soon, Zhuang Ziqing came out of the office changing room after changing her clothes.

She smiled sweetly from the bottom of her heart at the flowers in the vase on the desk.

"Let's go!"

Fengjiu nodded and hurried to follow.