"I'll get into the car. If you are recognized, you will be watched. Then you will be in trouble." Murong Yuyan stood on tiptoe and looked at the vehicles that stretched beyond despair. Some car owners around looked towards her. Come here.

She quickly turned around and ran to the car to sit in the back seat. The front seat was also afraid of being watched, and the back seat was more private.

"I'll go over there and see what's going on." Gao Leng opened the car door and took care of a few words before walking towards the traffic jam. He had already got off the ring road. The road was so blocked that water could not leak. There are no hotels, there are cars near the outer ring line.

Gao Leng ran forward for more than ten minutes. He had good physical strength and ran fast, but he still didn't see his head.

"Dude, what's going on with this car? The traffic is so bad, is there a car accident ahead?" Gao Leng stopped and asked the owner who was walking over there.

"Well, seven cars crashed in a series, that's not even counted. Today, the clothing exhibition, yes, I have been blocked for several hours. It is called a person who is not moving. Let's go to sleep in the car." A car owner grabbed his hair depressed. : "Fortunately, there are some loaves of bread in my car."

Gao Leng heard that there was a car accident, but it turned out that there was an exhibition besides the car accident.

From time to time, there are large-scale exhibitions in the Imperial City, such as clothing exhibitions, food exhibitions, furniture exhibitions, etc. Once an exhibition is held, as long as it is a high-quality exhibition, almost famous domestic companies of the same type will come. There are hundreds or even thousands of families. And as soon as there is an exhibition, there will be customers, and countless customers are driving here.

Traffic jams are affirmative, and they must be jammed at exhibitions, which is the norm. Generally, at the end of the exhibition, there is an average of more than three hours of traffic jams, plus a major car accident...

Gao Leng sighed, and ran to his vehicle. It was dead and blocked.

Pulling away the back seat, Murong Yuyan turned her head anxiously to look at Gao Leng, and asked, "How is it?"

"It's boring, you can rest, I have some food here." Gao Leng shook his head helplessly, opened the trunk and took out some water and food. Fortunately, Jian Xiaoshan carried food in his car all year round and said Just in case.

"You have some food and rest first. Do you have any important things tonight?" Gao Leng sat in the back seat and handed her some bread in his hand: "I'm really sorry, if you don't want you to accompany me to find Sister Cai , You will not be blocked."

"Thank you." Murong Yuyan took the food and put it aside with a look of despair, and said worriedly: "What should I do? I have a magazine cover shot tomorrow morning."

"Tomorrow morning? At most, until three or four in the evening, you go to bed first." Gao Leng quickly relieved.

"You don't understand." Murong Yuyan sighed: "This time, the filming of Pasha magazine is about science and technology. It is necessary to bring props to shoot. Moreover, for such an important magazine cover, it usually takes several hours to make up and paint. Props for card fees."

card? what card? WTF?

I don’t know much about makeup, but I know a little bit about it. Before, Yuzhi had to shoot the cover, shooting at 8 in the morning, and also got up at 5 or 6 to start styling. Don't look at the plain makeup that the celebrities keep saying, they are actually carefully refined for a long, long time. Listening to Murong Yuyan's tone, it may be more difficult to shoot a cover with a sense of technology, makeup requirements.

"What time did you make an appointment with them?" Gao Leng asked.

"The appointment is to start shooting at eight o'clock, and I'll go there at four o'clock." Murong Yuyan shook his head depressedly: "This kind of technology makeup cover, sometimes it is normal to put on makeup for several hours, four o'clock. It’s a bit too tight to go there. If it’s blocked until three or four in the evening, it’s too long to drive over."

"Sorry." Gao Leng apologized heartily. He thought for a while and asked: "What about afternoon?"

"Afternoon? It would be best if you can change it, but the editor-in-chief of Pasha has a very weird temper." Murong Yuyan said: "She is not very young, in her thirties, divorced, and very difficult to get along with. Ailsa is fashionable. Devil."

Ailsa is the editor-in-chief of Pasha Magazine and a well-known figure in the domestic fashion circle. Pasha Magazine is a magazine dedicated to the fashion circle, ranking first in the Empire’s fashion magazines.

Many people don't understand the fashion circle, and don't know what is the use of this circle. In fact, this circle is a super attracting circle.

In the international arena, empire has no fashion at all. Every new round of fashion arises from the United States and Europe, and then the empire follows suit. It is already a practice internationally. The Empire did not have any big names in clothing or clothing. Therefore, the imperial fashion magazines are not particularly good.

Magazines need advertising. If a country does not have top fashion brands, it is difficult to have many high-quality advertisers. This also makes the Empire's fashion magazines face difficulties. In order to solve business problems, these fashion magazines accept all advertisements, including advertisements for brands sold in pedestrian streets.

In the clothing industry, the brands sold on the pedestrian street are all street vendors, while in the fashion industry, the clothes photographed on the pedestrian street are simply **** in the trash.

But Pasha is different. Pasha only displays large-scale advertisements. As long as those international big names enter the empire, they will only choose Pasha magazines in fashion magazines, and will not release them in other homes. The editor-in-chief of Pasha magazine also receives invitations from the top international shows every year.

The invitation letter is the identity. Just the few domestic artists who said they were on the red carpet abroad all day, and the group who had to send a wave of drafts to show off every time they walked, Ailsa would have to go to a show like this.

It can be said that Pasha magazine is the editor-in-chief Ailsa is the empire's fashion demon.

Therefore, to be on the cover of Pasha magazine, the artist's face is bright, and Ailsa is also very personal. It is said that the clothes she wears have never been repeated, and they are all new products. When facing the artist, she will be very picky.

Who are in the fashion world, how many are there to be happy? All you need is that stinky tone.

"I'm coming." Gao Leng said, digging out the phone and starting to make a call.

I am in the industry, and it is easy to contact the editor-in-chief of Pasha, but Gao Cooling didn't contact her first, but found a circle of people. Several people can get in touch with the editor-in-chief.

"You know a lot of people who have intersections with the editor-in-chief, why don't you want them to help?" Murong Yuyan asked Gao Lengguang on the phone to find out the situation, but did not tell these people to ask them for help. He couldn't help but be a little curious and asked.

"If you are looking for someone to help, you can only find one. If you are looking for a group of people to help, no one will help you. So I first inquire about the situation, and when I have an idea, I will find the most suitable person for help." Gao Leng explained .

Murong Yuyan, who didn't understand this, had some admiration and some unbelief, and closed her mouth obediently a little nervously.

"Don't worry, I have to help you if you are busy. Let alone this is because of me." Gao Leng's words made Murong Yuyan relieved, she looked at the man calling for someone in front of her. , The expression is much easier.

It's him who can beat my cousin Su Su, he must be able to do it, Murong Yuyan thought.

Twenty minutes later, after a lap of phone calls, Gao Leng knew in his heart. He opened the car door and said, "I'm going over there to call." Murong Yuyan nodded. This is his personal connection, please invite someone. When helping, she might say something important that others can't know, so she sat in the back seat and waited quietly.

"It's me, thank you. That's fine. Give her this place. It doesn't matter how much money, um, yes." Gao Leng breathed a sigh of relief after making the call.

After sitting in the back seat again, Murong Yuyan looked at Gao Leng blankly: "It's done?"

Gao coldly smiled: "I don't know, I tried my best, anyway."

"Oh, thank you." Murong Yuyan was a little disappointed. She stretched out her hand and pulled Gao Leng's clothes: "It's not a problem, the editor-in-chief has a very strange temper. The last time Sister Zhu wanted to shoot another day, she didn't agree. After all, it’s a Pasha magazine. The Empire is such a fashion magazine that has gained the upper hand."

Gao sneered without saying a word.

After half an hour, Murong Yuyan's phone rang frantically. As soon as she answered, the agent's call was very serious: "Where are you now?"

"I, I, I." Murong Yuyan heard the manager's tone so serious, and quickly sat upright: "I'm blocking the road, and I won't be able to come back for a while. The shooting of Ba Sha must be choking, what should I do..."

"Really blocked the road?" The agent shouted: "Really blocked the road! Why are you running out in the middle of the night? No one is wrong on this road! What can I do?"

"Ok."

"Oh, the editor-in-chief of Pasha magazine called, and later said he wanted to call you in person, what can I do. You wait, I'll find a relationship." The agent who knew the general situation quickly hung up. It's time for them to make a difference.

"What to do?" Murong Yuyan was crying, but the editor's call came just after he hung up the agent's call.

"This, this, Ailsa's phone number." Ailsa is the editor-in-chief's English name. In the fashion circle, it is almost not called a Chinese name. Murong Yuyan took a deep breath and looked very emboldened. Also, work is work. At least dozens of people were waiting for the cover to make an appointment with people. She felt embarrassed to delay these people behind the scenes.

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

"Ailsa, hello." Murong Yuyan answered the phone nervously.

"Yuyan, hello." Ailsa's voice sounded very happy, she was cheerful.

"Sorry, I have to tell you something first. I'm stuck in the road now. It's particularly blocked. It's estimated to be blocked until two or three in the morning... or maybe three or four in the morning. I... that cover shot... …" Murong Yuyan's face flushed as he spoke.

"That's it, it's okay." Ailsa didn't expect a hint of anger after hearing this: "Anyway, the staff hasn't come in yet. I told them to come in the afternoon. Are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

Murong Yuyan was stunned.

Is this still the divorced fashion demon Ailsa? There was no trace of upset when I heard the news that I would be late.

"Huh? Are you free? It's okay. When will you be free?" Ailsa didn't expect to see Murong Yuyan not speaking, still smiling.

"I'm free, I'm free," Murong Yuyan said quickly.

"That's all right, then in the afternoon?" Murong Yuyan was completely stunned by Ailsa's politeness and joy. She was froze for at least ten seconds before answering: "Okay, thank you Ailsa."

"No thanks, I should. By the way, you can go with me in the winter show." Ailsa's tolerance is rare, and she suddenly changed her conversation: "Gao is with you, right? Ask him to answer the phone. Well, I want to thank him."

Murong Yuyan looked at Gao Leng gratefully. It turned out that Gao Leng was really helping. Ailsa took her to the show. How can I thank him for such a face? she thinks.