The design director of PF. T, a European gentleman grandfather with fashion and literary temperament, is the only person sitting.
He turned over the work, nodded and said in English, "from this lady's work alone, she has a certain talent. Without a little experience, maybe she can have a try, but President, do you know her?"
"I know."
Long Mo Shen smiled at the bottom of his deep eyes. "She'll come later. Maybe you can ask her about the specific situation later."
"Yes, president."
Everyone immediately respectfully said that the chief design director also got up.
The president is in a surprisingly good mood today. Otherwise, if this cold man directly summons them, everyone will be trembling. Is there something wrong with the new quarterly products? Or he is not satisfied and wants to reject it and let the company improve.
But obviously not. His mood is related to Miss Gu who is coming to PF. T.
Goodnight Gu and Ming come to the door of Longmo gentry's rich office.
Ming Ye knocked on the door twice, opened the door and said to the man inside, "Mr. long, Miss Gu is coming."
There was a soft response, "let her come."
"Miss Gu, please." MINGYE turned back and showed his hand to Gu good night.
Goodnight, Gu nervously walked into the dazzling imperial president's office. He saw long Moshen sitting behind his desk and several people standing in front of him. There were several foreigners. According to their respectful attitude towards long Moshen, it should be the senior staff of PF. T.
Hearing that goodnight Gu came, people who had guessed goodnight Gu also turned around.
Among them, the old man with a white beard made Gu good night stare——
Isn't that the chief director of PF. T? Behind the PF. T fashion show every quarter, this Grandpa will wave his hands!
Known as "Alexander" in the fashion industry!
This is a leading figure in the international fashion industry. As long as people engaged in the fashion industry don't know about this grandfather, his reputation far exceeds that of entertainment stars.
He is also the design supervisor of several luxury brands, but invited by long Moshen, he is currently the director and designer of PF. T.
Goodnight, Gu was staring at those people who often appeared in PF. T weekly. Grandpa Alishan stood up and gently brought them in to her. His voice was elegant and said in English, "are you the designer who wants PF. T as the president said? The president is very optimistic about you, but I am optimistic about your works. Welcome to join PF. T."
And reach out.
Good night, Gu was stunned. He was flattered and stretched out his hands, "no, no, no, it's a pleasure to have your praise..."
Others also smiled at Gu good night and went out with the big director.
Goodnight Gu, calm down. I can't believe it.
She could see an unreachable idol.
"Goodnight, if you look like this again, can you believe I'll get you out?" a cold voice floated from the front.
Good night, Gu returned to his senses and saw the Dragon boss sitting in front of him, staring at her with extremely Yin eyes!
The Dragon ink squire breathed out a mouthful of smoke.
He wondered if the woman had seen him when she came in? Where are your eyes?
"Why... What's the matter?" goodnight Gu swallowed flustered and moved over.
Where did she annoy him?
The Dragon Mo gentry spits out another cigarette and stares at her coldly, "I ask you, why don't you have that attitude towards me? Do you know who is in front of you?"
The CEO of Longtian international, the top three men on the global Forbes list, and the first in personal wealth in the world!
Does this woman know how many women have the opportunity to stand in front of him like this?
"..." Gu goodnight blinked his soft and bright eyes, and then he realized whether he was jealous and dared not annoy. There was a man with a tendency to control and waved his hand, "no, no, no, that's a respect for the predecessors in the industry, not just me. I believe anyone will react like that. I don't think Grandpa 'Alexander' means better than you!"
The Dragon ink gentleman still stared at her, and he didn't care about others, but the person this woman respected most must be him!
What she saw in her eyes, thought in her heart, and dreamed must also be him!
"From now on," he snapped out a cowhide notebook and threw a pen on the table, "good night, you must write a compliment to me every day. You must express it sincerely and can't repeat it. Write ten now."
Goodnight Gu didn't think that the man was so stingy and would write any praise to him. Didn't she just see that director PF. T respected him a little?
"What are you doing?" goodnight Gu couldn't believe it, clutching his resume and works. "I'm here for an interview. Who wants to write you a compliment, long Moshen? Are you going to have an interview?"
"What interview, I say OK." long Mo Shen glanced at the seat in front of him with a deep voice, "come and write."
"What do you say?" goodnight Gu felt humiliated. For her professional ethics, she had to stick to the bottom line. "Long Moshen, are you going to open the back door for me? I don't do it. You said that PF. T can only participate in the competition and can only come in by strength?"
How can it be what he said in the blink of an eye?
If she came in through the back door by the Dragon ink gentleman, she would be unconvinced by what others would think of her.
Long Moshen didn't tell her. In fact, he had discussed her works with the people in the creation department.
"Because I hired you personally, you don't have to go through the competitive recruitment process, okay?" he raised Yangfei's thin lips and told her, "what do you think is more persuasive than getting the approval of a company president?"
Goodnight Gu shook hands and still stared at him reluctantly.
She forgot, of course, what he said is what he said, because he is the big boss of Longtian international and the director and founder of PF. T!
In fact, compared with the high-end perfection of the international brand PF. T, the man who founded the brand should be more admirable
Goodnight Gu won't tell long Moshen. Before she met him, she looked up to him as the founder of PF. T. long Moshen was a God in the clouds for people who wanted to engage in fashion!
But even if God put her in his cage, he became Satan
Goodnight Gu sighed, so he had to sit over and look up at the Dragon ink gentry with resentment, and write honestly.
Hey, write, write.
The woman sighs?
Long Mo Shen's eyebrow and eye pressure were low. "Are you unconvinced?"
"No, very convinced. As long as Mr. long says what you say, it must be right."
I've been with this man for a long time. Even Gu goodnight thinks he's becoming more and more dogleg.
But as long as you don't annoy him, it's better to be taught by his body.
Good night, Gu. I've learned well.
"You have this understanding, which is the best." long Moshen was finally satisfied and nodded, "come on, show me the information you brought."