Chapter 441 A Candle Carries a Wish
French dessert shop, Song Yanming came as soon as Sumi arrived.
She had no choice but to stand up again before her butt got warm. "Hello, Mr. Song!"
"Editor-in-Chief Su, please take a seat."
Sumi nodded and sat down, looking at the man opposite her.
Song Yanming is not in the fashion circle. Although the Song family is very famous nowadays, Su Mi only knows him but has never met him in person.
Su Mi was amazed by Song Yanming's appearance and figure. She had been in contact with many male stars and high-quality models in the fashion circle, and usually there was a slight difference between the real person and the photos.
Song Yanming didn't have one. He was even more refined in person than in the photo...it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he had a model face.
He has such a face, but he doesn't rely on it to make a living. He is a child of destiny who has fallen on hard times, but he still remains the same after returning...
Su Mi came from a poor family and had always looked down on those rich kids who grew up with a silver spoon in their mouths, but she felt differently towards Song Yanming.
He is different from other rich second-generations. After falling into poverty, other rich second-generations just live a life of idleness and wait for death, and then disappear.
He made more people remember him with a more resounding name.
Su Mi's presumptuous look made Song Yanming frown in displeasure.
"Editor-in-Chief Su, to make a long story short, my wife wants to be on Z magazine, do you have any other requests?"
Sumi was stunned and quickly lowered her head, her face a little red.
After a while, she looked up at him, "Mr. Song, is this why you came here?"
"Why do you think I asked you out?"
Su Mi narrowed her eyes slightly, hearing the impoliteness in his words. Even if Zhou Mingchen asked her to do something, he would never dare to say that.
"What does Mr. Song want me to do?"
“Through my wife’s design, I was successfully featured in the magazine.”
"I'm the editor-in-chief of the magazine. If your wife's design doesn't fit the fashion theme of our magazine, I won't approve it."
Song Yanming stretched out his hand, and Qin Tai, who was not far away, immediately came over and handed him a file bag.
Song Yanming threw it to Su Mi casually.
"This is……"
"Editor Su, open it and take a look."
He was too lazy to do it.
Sumi opened it and the photo in front of her made her face darken several shades instantly.
"At an undisclosed banquet, is Editor-in-Chief Su sitting on the lap of a married chairman... What is Editor-in-Chief Su doing?"
Su Mi looked down, and Song Yanming said, "These are all new models from your company. Editor-in-Chief Su frequently came in and out of the hotel with so many people. Are you discussing something?"
Su Mi didn't know how Song Yanming got these things.
How is this possible!
How could he have something that even the paparazzi couldn't dig up?
Su Mi reacted and quickly checked her phone. It was impossible for Song Yanming to specifically hire someone to find dirt on her. She had no grudge against him.
These things must have a source.
Song Yanming said, "Editor-in-Chief Su, don't worry. They are all on your computer and phone. They are very safe."
"You...how could you..."
Sumi was so angry that her face turned green, and she said, why does he look so familiar.
She usually likes to record these things and keep them secret, hoping to see her youthful glory when she is old, but...
“I clearly set a password.”
"Your password is just a decoration in my opinion."
Song Yanming took a sip of coffee and asked, "Will Editor-in-Chief Su still approve my wife's design?"
According to Zhou Mingchen's requirements, 2-3 pages is already the limit.
Sumi took a deep breath and said, "I will arrange for Miss Xu's design to be included in the book. I will order three pages. Once the final draft is finalized, I will send it to you for review."
"The first three pages."
"what?"
The first three pages are crucial and are reserved for luxury goods! The magazine has an agreement with the brand, and it is not up to her to decide how many items are included in each issue.
"Mr. Song, this won't work. The first three pages are..."
"Then don't embarrass Editor-in-Chief Su."
Song Yanming stood up and left, not wanting to continue the conversation. Su Mi glanced at the file bag on the table and said, "Wait, Mr. Song, wait!"
She had no choice but to chase after him, "Okay, I'll find a way."
"My wife's plan has not encountered any obstacles, has it?"
Sumi's face turned pale, "No."
"You're not forcing yourself, are you?"
"Don't force it, Mr. Song. I will do it."
"Editor-in-Chief Xie Su."
"You're welcome."
As soon as Song Yanming left, Su Mi's smile immediately became unnatural, and her apple cheeks bulged.
Xu Yi was so tired that her bones were about to fall apart and her whole body ached. She stood up, turned her neck, and tapped her shoulders.
I am so tired, more tired than ever before.
Simply participating in a design competition is suffocating because of the pressure. The most difficult thing is to make money and move forward step by step.
Xu Yi was wearing a beige pajamas with flared sleeves decorated with lace. When she was drawing, the chiffon and lace were rubbing against the back of her hand.
Her fingers were like the stamens of chiffon lace morning glories.
I draw back and forth on the paper, and I become more and more immersed in it.
Just then, Zhou Mingchen called.
"Hello, Mr. Zhou."
Zhou Mingchen helped her this time, and Xu Yi couldn't just abandon him. If it weren't for Zhou Mingchen, she wouldn't have been qualified to join Z magazine.
"Miss Xu, I'm sorry to bother you."
"Don't bother me, just tell me what you want to say."
"My mother's plan..."
"Mr. Zhou..."
"Ms. Xu, please listen to me first."
"I borrowed it and I have to pay it back."
Xu Yi was afraid that Zhou Mingchen would ask her for it, so she just made it clear directly.
Zhou Mingchen smiled, "No problem, can you let Miss Xu contact the owner? I want to buy these things."
It is normal and understandable that he wants to buy back his mother's relics.
Xu Yi nodded, "Okay, I'll ask for you."
"I'm willing to pay no matter how much it costs."
After hanging up the phone, Xu Yi contacted Song Yanming, "Are you back?"
"Behind you."
Xu Yi turned around and the door creaked open. Song Yanming came back with a small strawberry cake with a candle on it.
Xu Yi frowned. Song Yanming seemed to have suddenly become enlightened recently, as if his brain had been electrified by something.
"Thank you!"
"Make a wish, Mrs. Song."
Xu Yi ran over and closed his eyes, "I'm coming!"
She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes. "I hope that this time I can be successfully accepted by Z Magazine. I hope that our studio can take the first step towards the fashion circle. I hope that my designs can be worn by big stars one day! I hope that the studio can receive more high-end clothing!"
"I hope that me, Momo, and Yuqian can all create beautiful designs as we please, and no longer have to make designs we don't like because of financial reasons!"
A candle carries so many wishes...
Xu Yi opened his eyes and blew out the candle.
The next second, Xu Yi was about to smear some cream on Song Yanming's face, but he was outmaneuvered by him.
"Song Yanming!"
Xu Yi chased after him and hit him, and the man stuffed a strawberry into his mouth.