Chapter 1187

A traffic jam trapped Gao Leng and Murong Yuyan.

"I'll go to the car. If I'm recognized, I'll be surrounded. Then I'll be in trouble." Murong Yuyan stood on tiptoe and looked at the vehicles that could not reach the edge. Some car owners came to her side.

She quickly turned and ran to the car to sit in the back seat, the front seat is also afraid to let people watch, the back seat privacy is better.

"I'll go over there and see what's going on." Gao Leng opens the car door and takes care of the traffic. After a few words, he goes to the direction of the traffic jam. He has already got off the ring road. The road is so blocked that there are no hotels around. There are cars near the outer ring road.

Gao Leng has been running for more than ten minutes. He has good physical strength and runs fast, but he still doesn't see his head.

"What's the matter with this car, man? Is the traffic jam so bad that there's an accident ahead? " Gao Leng stops and asks the car owner who comes over there.

"Well, seven cars hit each other in a series, not to mention that. Today's clothing exhibition is very busy. I've been watching it for several hours. It's called one who doesn't move. Let's go to sleep in the car." One of the car owners scratched his hair depressed: "fortunately, I have a few pieces of bread in my car."

When Gao Leng heard that there was a traffic accident, he was OK. As a result, besides the traffic accident, there was an exhibition. That would be the end.

From time to time, the imperial capital has large-scale exhibitions, such as clothing exhibition, food exhibition, furniture exhibition, etc. as long as the exhibition is of high quality, almost famous domestic enterprises of the same type will come. First, there are hundreds or even thousands of them. As soon as there is an exhibition, there will be customers, and countless customers will drive here.

Traffic jams are certain. Every exhibition will be blocked. It's normal. Generally, at the end of the exhibition, there is an average traffic jam for more than three hours, plus a major traffic accident...

GAO sighs coldly and runs to his own car. He has no way, and it's blocked.

Pulling back the back seat, Murong Yuyan anxiously turns her head to look at Gao Leng and asks, "how's it going?"

"That's terrible. You can have a rest. I have some food here." Gao Leng shakes his head helplessly, opens the trunk and takes out some water and food. Fortunately, Jian Xiaoshan carries food in his car all the year round, just in case.

"Have some and rest first. Do you have anything important tonight? " Gao Leng sat in the back seat and handed her some bread in his hand: "I'm really sorry. If you didn't want to accompany me to find CAI Jie, you wouldn't be blocked."

"Thank you." Murong Yuyan looked desperate, took the food and put it aside. She was very worried and said, "what should I do? I'll have a magazine cover shooting tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning? At most, it's three or four o'clock in the evening. You go to bed first. " Gao Leng was relieved.

"You don't understand." Murong Yuyan sighed: "this time Basha magazine is shooting with technology and props. Moreover, for such an important magazine cover, it usually takes several hours to make up and draw with the props of the card fee."

Card? What card? What is it?

Gao Leng didn't know much about make-up, but he knew something about it. In the past, Yuzhi wanted to shoot the cover at 8 a.m. and got up at 5 or 6 a.m. to start modeling. You don't have to look at the plain face that the stars keep saying. In fact, they've been meticulous for a long time. Listen to Murong YuYan's tone, maybe it's more difficult to make up for the cover of science and technology.

"What time do you have an appointment with them?" Gao Leng asked.

"The appointment is to start shooting at eight and I'll be there at four." Murong Yuyan shook her head in dismay: "sometimes it's normal for the cover of this kind of technology makeup to be made up for several hours. It's a bit too tight to go there at four o'clock. If it's blocked until three or four o'clock in the evening for such a long time, it's too late to drive there."

"Sorry." Gao Leng sincerely apologized. After thinking about it, he asked, "how about afternoon?"

"Afternoon? It would be better if we could change it, but the editor in chief of Basha has a strange temper. " Murong Yuyan said: "she is young, in her thirties. She is divorced and very difficult to get along with. Ailsa is a fashion woman."

Ailsa is the editor in chief of Basha magazine, and also a famous figure in the domestic fashion circle. Basha magazine is a magazine focusing on the fashion circle, ranking first in the Empire's fashion magazines.

Many people don't understand the fashion circle. They don't know what the circle is for. In fact, it's a super money sucking circle.

Internationally, there is no fashion in Empire. Every new round of fashion comes from the United States and Europe, and then Empire follows suit. It has become a convention in the world. The Empire did not have a big clothing brand or a big clothing brand. So empire's fashion magazines are not very good either.

Magazines need advertising. If there is no top fashion brand in a country, it is difficult to have many high-quality advertisers, which also makes the Empire's fashion magazines face difficulties. In order to solve the problem of management, these fashion magazines accept all kinds of advertisements, even the advertisements of brands sold on the pedestrian street.

In the clothing industry, the brands sold on the pedestrian street are all street stalls, while in the fashion industry, the clothes photographed on the pedestrian street are just rubbish in the garbage.

But Basha is different. Basha only puts big brand advertisements, that is to say, as long as those big international brands enter the Empire, they will only choose Basha magazines in fashion magazines, not in other countries. The editor in chief of Basha magazine also receives invitation letters from the top international shows every year.Invitation is identity. For those domestic artists who say they are going on the red carpet abroad all day long, they have to send out a wave of manuscripts to show off. Ailsa is going to vomit when she goes to a show like this.

It can be said that Basha magazine is the editor in chief, and Ailsa is the fashion devil of the Empire.

Therefore, if she can be on the cover of Basha magazine, the artist's face is bright, and Ailsa is also extremely personalized. It is said that her clothes have never been repeated, they are all new products, and she will be very picky when facing artists.

Mixed fashion circle, how many pleasant? What we want is the tone of that stinky fart.

"I'll do it." Gao Leng said, he turned out his cell phone and began to make a phone call.

I'm in the industry. It's easy to get in touch with the chief editor of Basha, but Gao lengliang didn't get in touch with her first. Instead, he found a circle of people, and several of them were able to get in touch with the chief editor.

"You know a lot of people who are familiar with the editor in chief. Why don't you ask them for help?" Murong Yuyan see Gao Lengguang call to understand the situation, but did not tell these people to help, can not help but some curiosity, asked.

"You can only find one person to help. If you find a group of people to help, there will be no one to help you. So I'll ask about the situation first, and then I'll find the most suitable person to help when I know what's going on. " Gao Leng explained.

Murong Yuyan, who doesn't know much about this, has some admiration, some disbelief, and some nervous and obediently shut her mouth.

"Don't worry. I will help you with your work. Let alone because of me. " Gao Leng's words reassure Murong Yuyan. She looks at the man who is calling to find someone in front of her, and her expression is much more relaxed.

He's the one who can win my cousin Su Su. He's sure to be able to do it, Murong Yuyan thought.

Twenty minutes later, after a round of phone calls, Gao Leng had a number in his mind. He opened the door and said, "I'll go there to make a phone call." Murong Yuyan nodded. This is his social relationship. When asking for help, she might say something important that others can't know, so she sat quietly in the back seat and waited.

"It's me. Thank you. That's OK. It doesn't matter how much the quota is for her. Well, right." Gao Leng was relieved after calling.

Sitting in the back seat again, Murong Yuyan looks at Gao Leng eagerly: "it's done?"

Gao Leng light smile: "not clear, try your best, anyway."

"Oh, thank you." Murong Yuyan is a little disappointed. She reaches out her hand and pulls Gao Leng's clothes: "it's OK. The editor in chief has a very strange temper. Last time, she didn't even agree with sister Zhu when she wanted to shoot another day. After all, it's Basha magazine. Empire is such a popular fashion magazine. "

Gao sneered and said nothing.

After half an hour, Murong YuYan's phone rang wildly. As soon as she answered, the agent called, and her voice was very serious: "where are you now?"

"I don't know." Murong Yuyan listened to the manager's serious tone and sat up straight: "I'm in a traffic jam. I can't come back for a while and a half. Basha's shooting must be terrible. What can I do...

" it's really a traffic jam? " The agent yelled: "it's really a traffic jam! What are you doing out in the middle of the night? There's no way for anyone in this road! What can we do about that? "

"Well."

"Oh, the editor in chief of Basha magazine called. Later he said that he wanted to call you in person. What can I do. You wait, I'll find a relationship. " The agents who knew the general situation hung up quickly, and it was time for them to play a role.

"What to do." Murong Yuyan is crying. As a result, just after hanging up the phone of her agent, the chief editor's call comes.

"Here, Ailsa's phone." Ailsa is the English name of the editor in chief. In the fashion circle, it's almost not called Chinese name. Murong Yuyan takes a deep breath and seems to have no confidence. In other words, work is work, and she has made an appointment with people. There are at least dozens of people waiting to shoot the cover. It's very embarrassing for her to delay these people.

Murong Yuyan is not that kind of domineering star, she hardly let the staff wait for her.

"Hello, Ailsa." Murong Yuyan answers the phone nervously.

"Yuyan, hello." Ailsa's voice sounds very happy. She is very happy.

"I'm sorry, but I have to tell you something first. I'm in a traffic jam now, especially until two or three o'clock in the morning... Maybe three or four o'clock. I... the cover shot... "Murong YuYan's face turned red as she spoke.

"Well, it's OK." I didn't expect that Ailsa didn't get angry after hearing this: "anyway, the staff hasn't come in yet. I'll ask them to come in the afternoon. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

Murong Yuyan was stunned.

Is this still the divorced and perverse fashion girl, Ailsa? I was not a bit upset to hear that I would be late.

"Well? No time? It is OK. When are you free then? " Didn't expect that Ailsa saw Murong Yuyan didn't speak, still laughing."Free, free, free." Murong Yuyan said quickly.

"That's fine, then afternoon?" The politeness and happiness of Ailsa made Murong Yuyan completely confused. She at least stood for more than ten seconds before answering: "OK, OK, thank you, Ailsa."

"You're welcome. You should. By the way, you can go with me to the winter show Ailsa's tolerance is rare, she suddenly changed the subject: "Gao always with you, right? Please ask him to answer the phone. I want to thank him

Murong Yuyan looks at Gao Leng gratefully. It turns out that Gao Leng is really helping. Ailsa takes her to watch the show together. How can she thank him for such a big face? She thought.

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