The first thing Yu Siyang did when he arrived in Paris was to meet Philip Hill, the owner of P&H, and the driver who came to pick them up at the airport waited below the hotel and then sent them directly to Philip Hill’s private villa later.

Speaking of the villa, Yu Siyang thought it looked more like an ancient castle. From the car, you could see an open garden with luxuriant roses in full bloom. There was also an artificial lake in the garden, in which a pair of swans were still cruising.

The black Mercedes drove into the manor and stopped in front of the gate of the villa that looked like a castle. In front of the door, a meticulous old gentleman in a three-piece suit was waiting. After the car stopped, the old gentleman stepped forward and pulled the car door open for Yu Siyang.

“Mr. Yu, Mr. Luo, welcome to Rundle Manor. The host is looking forward to having an afternoon tea with you in the reception room.”

Yu Siyang was amazed. This was a living butler, almost exactly the same as the one in the movies.

Luo Peng also tried to control his facial expressions, so that he didn’t look so much like a hillbilly who had never seen the world before.

The two carefully followed the old gentleman to a reception room. Inside, Philip Hill sat working on a long gown made of fragments, playing with the set of clothes on a dummy.

“Master, Mr. Yu is here.” The old gentleman walked to Philip Hill and said.

Philip Hill turned to see Yu Siyang, with enthusiasm, “Yu, I have been waiting for you for a long time.” As he said this, he stepped forward to hug Yu Siyang.

“Mr. Hill, long time no see.” Yu Siyang greeted in half-baked French.

After Philip Hill and Luo Peng greeted each other, he asked Yu Siyang to look at his latest design. He pointed to the robe-like clothes on the dummy and said, “This is my latest work. It was inspired by the funny role you played in the movie.”

This suit was entirely white, with a robe-like coat on the outside, and a loose-fitting gown on the inside. The white silk was embroidered with beige threads with incomprehensible patterns. The style of the whole suit could be summarized in just two words—— elegant.

“You try it.” Philip Hill couldn’t wait to see the effect of Yu Siyang on this suit.

Before Yu Siyang could drink a sip of honey tea brought by the old gentleman butler, he was dragged by the maid called by Philip Hill to change his clothes.

Philip Hill greeted Luo Peng to partake in the afternoon tea. This somewhat nagging designer was a fan of China, and he particularly liked ancient Chinese culture. Luo Peng knew about Philip Hill’s preferences when he signed the endorsement contract with P&H, so he after getting comfortable, he brought out some small gifts that could represent the traditional Chinese culture.

Philip Hill particularly liked the white sandalwood fan inside, which was exquisitely carved into a lifelike winter plum picture. He played with the fan and simply loved it.

Yu Siyang quickly changed his clothes. This elegant long gown and robe was light and fluttering on his body. There were no pants yet. The long gown that reached the calf showed delicate ankles. The maid also specifically told him not to wear pants, so he was naked from the waist down. He went back to the reception room on bare feet.

When Philip Hill saw Yu Siyang, his eyes were full of surprise, and his expression exaggeratedly said: “Yu, I knew that this suit would suit you, no, it should be said that all the clothes I design are suitable for you.”

“Why doesn’t this suit have pants? Huh?” Yu Siyang walked around two steps uncomfortably, feeling as if he was wearing a dress.

“No, no, no pants, that’s it, it’s perfect.” Philip Hill shook his head frantically.

Yu Siyang was speechless about Philip Hill’s design.

No wonder people said that P&H was a very arrogant brand, and what it meant to “love to buy and buy, not to sell”, all celebrities wanted to borrow their clothes, but they were always ridiculed for not conforming to the brand’s positioning. In other words, “you look so earthy, not worthy of our western style clothes.”

With such a wayward design director and boss, P&H’s marketing director probably had a headache.

“Yu, this time for the finale show, you just wear this suit.” Philip Hill said on a whim.

Yu Siyang pulled the robe on his body and asked, “Is this the finale dress?” He sympathized with the model who would be showing this “dress”.

“No,” Philip Hill said. “This suit is not on the show list, but you wear it very beautifully. I must let everyone see my masterpiece.”

“…Men cannot be described as beautiful. I am handsome.” Yu Siyang corrected.

“You are beautiful, not handsome.” Philip Hill was very aesthetic.

Yu Siyang: “…”

What’s wrong with this foreigner, he was obviously handsome.

Philip Hill was taken off the subject and quickly returned to the original topic, “Yu, you come to help me walk the show, just this suit, as the finale.”

Yu Siyang said, “But I am not a model, and I don’t know how to walk the show.”

Philip Hill said, “It’s okay, you just need to get the feeling you had in your latest movie.”

That is to pretend?

Thinking about it this way, Yu Siyang didn’t want to go any more, he didn’t want to wear a “dress” in front of so many people, it was too shameful.

“Well, Xiaoyu has been training these days. Does Mr. Hill have a teacher who can help Xiaoyu.” Before Yu Siyang could agree, Luo Peng was so excited that he could not help agreeing.

Although it was extra work but thinking about Xiaoyu walking the catwalk was awesome. First, if the draft was sent back to the country, it would help brush the headlines. Second, it could cause other luxury brands to notice Xiaoyu, paving the way for future resources, killing two birds with one stone, thinking like this, Luo Peng wanted to send a pennant to Philip Hill with “Best Party A” written on it.

After thinking about it, Yu Siyang understood Luo Peng’s intentions, and then nodded and agreed and asked Philip Hill to help find a teacher for temporary training.

His meticulously designed masterpiece was about to be exhibited. Of course, Philip Hill would not refuse Yu Siyang’s request. He immediately picked up his mobile phone and contacted a supermodel, asking him to help teach a student.

“Master, Mr. Russell wants to see you.” The silent old gentleman butler appeared suddenly and bowed to speak next to Philip Hill.

Philip Hill frowned slightly, and said after a while, “Let him come in.” The butler nodded and left the reception room. After a while, he led in a blond man, who should be the Mr. Russell he had just mentioned.

“Phil, you are finally willing to see me.” As soon as Russell came in, he went straight to Philip Hill, sat down beside him, and looked at the latter with a particularly idiotic expression.

Philip Hill’s attitude was obviously cold, even impatient, “What are you here for?”

Russell was extremely enthusiastic, “Phil, I’ll come to see you, we haven’t seen each other for several days, I miss you very much.”

The disregarded Yu Siyang and Luo Peng looked at each other, thinking that Russell had deliberately ignored them. Otherwise, how could he not be able to see the two of them, such big living persons. Philip Hill wanted to introduce them several times but was interrupted by Russell every time, intentionally or unintentionally.

This foreigner was not friendly. Yu Siyang and Luo Peng thought at the same time.

“You don’t fit P&H’s style. The result will be the same no matter how many times you come.” Philip Hill unceremoniously pierced Russell’s facade.

Russell’s face became stiff, and he glanced at Yu Siyang from the corner of his eyes, and snorted coldly: “Is this the Oriental? I don’t see anything special about him. I think I am more suitable for your clothes than him.

“You always have this illusion, Russell, you are too arrogant, so you stay where you are.” Philip Hill said: “You never think that there is someone better than you in this world, but in fact, there are many people in the world who are better than you.”

Russell opened his mouth, but he had no rebuttal.

“Why do you feel that Yu is nothing special? It’s because you are nothing special.” Philip Hill went on to say: “In my opinion, Yu is the most suitable model for me, regardless of his appearance, body shape or temperament. He can present my work perfectly.”

Yu Siyang’s face was not thick enough to be able to face being praised face to face so bluntly, so he blushed a little embarrassedly.

But Luo Peng’s face was thick enough. After hearing Philip Hill’s words, he immediately hit the snake on the stick and gave Philip Hill a thumbs up. “No wonder your works are so artistic, your vision is really good. “

“…” Russell was stunned by the thickness of the Chinese man’s face.

Philip Hill seized the flattery, and rushed to nod at Luo Peng, then turning to Russell, he said: “I told you many times, you do not fit the style of P & H, why do you have to be so stubborn?”

Because the drinker’s intention was not in the wine[1]. Luo Peng helped Russell answer in his heart.

He had heard that the French guys were very romantic, in Luo Peng’s view, it was not romantic at all, but blatant. Looking at this blonde French guy, his gaze towards Philip Hill contained naked love, he was using his eyes to take off his clothes, and he really wanted to say to him, “There are outsiders here, take control of yourself”.

Russell was so depressed. He wanted to endorse P&H and walk the show. He wanted to get closer to Phil, but Phil was always pretending to be stupid.

Philip Hill didn’t know what Russell was thinking. If he knew it, he would definitely feel wronged. He really thought that Russell just wanted to endorse the independent brand in his hands, but he didn’t know that he was after him.

“Russell, you should work harder on a brand like Blanc.” Philip Hill was really bitter.

But P&H is a brand created by you. Russell thought so, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, so he gave Yu Siyang a vicious look.

Yu Siyang just saw his eyes and glared back unceremoniously.

He was only a foreigner, he was not afraid, he refused to back down from a fight.

Russell almost vomited blood with anger. Wasn’t it always said that Huaxia people were restrained and reserved, why was he just staring back, really was he not provoking him?