Although Xia Xinghe scoffed at him, Xia Huanxiang didn't mind at all.
If she dared to make this call, she would be 100% confident that Xia Xinghe would be able to help her.
So she opened her mouth without being polite, listed several luxury brands except TC, and asked Xia Xinghe: "Brother, judging from your fashion expertise, which brand do you think is more suitable for Baili?" His appearance, temperament and figure?”
What, the prince chooses a concubine?
"How do I know?" Xia Xinghe said coldly.
"How could you not know?"
Xia Xinghe was unable to refute for a moment.
He suspected that Xia Huanxiang had mastered his secret investigation of Baili's information.
"Brother." Xia Huanxiang called him again.
"explain."
"Since you are trying to earn face for me, why don't you just borrow Haute Couture?"
Xia Xinghe choked.
Can you borrow haute couture if you want? Was it the little fool you were talking to who had the nerve to ask for it?
After finally regaining his composure, Xia Xinghe couldn't help but complain: "You are so ambitious, I thought you were the boss of that little star." Instead of a little assistant who received a meager salary.
Also, "Is the little star you are following recording a show, or is he going to walk on the red carpet?"
"Is there a rule that you can't wear high-end clothes when recording a program?" Xia Huanxiang thought to herself. As a mother, her thoughts are very simple. She just wants to wear the best clothes and the most expensive brands for her son.
Give him, give him, give him the best!
Xia Xinghe was speechless and even wanted to pack her up and send her back to school to study the fashion course again.
Before Xia Huanxiang could say something even more speechless, Xia Xinghe decided to end the call immediately, "I have a meeting. I'm hanging up."
"No." Xia Huanxiang tried to stop him, "Why don't you waste some time with your fashion editorial team to quickly discuss a creative plan?" They are all paid, and occasionally add small jobs, so that's okay.
Xia Xinghe said in her heart that it was a good thing she was not allowed to join her company as an intern, otherwise the whole family would be ruined.
Xia Huanxiang had just been hung up by Xia Xinghe when a new call happened to come in.
I took a look and found Baili's phone number.
Xia Huan wanted to answer the call. As soon as he said "hello", he heard the other person say: "I have made an appointment at the hair salon. I will go there in half an hour."
Xia Huanxiang: "Huh?"
…
Half an hour later, Xia Huanxiang followed Baili out of the hotel and went to the hair salon he had reserved.
Xia Huanhuang really felt that she had made a mistake in her work this time. She actually asked Baili to make an appointment at the hair salon.
Is this his job? What a stupid act! Where did he put her?
And it was only when she arrived at the hair salon and listened to Baili personally communicating with Teacher Tony that she realized that Baili was going to solve the styling problem by himself.
Xia Huanxiang didn't know what to say at the moment. After just one phone call, she couldn't get Xia Xinghe's positive consent, but Baili already had an idea about the style and made an appointment with Teacher Tony decisively.
I have to say, he has really big ideas! Non-derogatory.
Looking at Baili who was talking to Teacher Tony, Xia Huanxiang sighed silently in her heart. She should have known that he always had big ideas in his heart.
The parties involved were almost finished communicating. Teacher Tony asked Baili to sit down for a moment while he went to take samples.
After watching Teacher Tony leave, Baili looked at Xia Huanxiang. After hesitating for a moment, Baili said, "How is the communication between the program team?"
"ah……"
"The makeup artist must communicate with her." After Baili emphasized, his voice suddenly dropped a degree, and he added, "I really don't know how to put on makeup."
Xia Huanxiang was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant and almost laughed.
My defense was broken and I was moved again.
Doesn't he mean that if he knows how to put on makeup, he can do the makeup on the show himself?
After being moved, Xia Huanxiang felt sad again.
You have to rely on yourself for clothing and styling. People who haven't reached a certain level really can't imagine it.
Even patriots couldn't help but sigh: "It's a sin not to be popular."
Xia Wanwan wanted to ask Baili, "What style are you planning to wear?"
Baili brushed the bangs that reached her eyes with her fingers and said simply: "Straighten it and dye it."
When she first met him, he had small curly hair. At that time, Xia Huanxiang thought he was born with curly hair. Later, Aiguo gave her a popular science and said he had "tinfoil perm" for a scumbag. Now that his hair has grown, the curly hair has changed. The shape is unclear, but in terms of Xia Huanxiang's aesthetics, she quite likes the curly shape of his hair now.
Just when I was regretting that my curly hair would be gone, Teacher Tony came back, holding a color card sample in his hand.
"Look at this color. Is it the effect you want?" Teacher Tony pointed to the blue sample in between.
Xia Wanwan followed and looked over, ah, the blue of the blue sea...
"You dyed it like this?" The old mother couldn't hide her surprise, it was already reflected in her eyes.
Nizi, who was looking at the sample cards, took the time to look back at his old mother, said softly "Hmm", and continued to communicate with Teacher Tony.
"Boss, why do you look so surprised?" Aiguo never expected that Lord God would not be able to accept dyed hair. "Idols are all about colorful hair. Wow, look at it like this, Baili is so good I understand. He is going to be on a show to select idols. As a celebrity mentor, he set an example based on his appearance first, which is really good. I suddenly started to look forward to what he will wear tomorrow. If he understands so well, he will definitely love him. Bean bar.”
Xia Huanxiang: "What nonsense are you talking about! Do you think I picked the color just because of this mother? I just didn't expect that he would choose this color!"
Xia Huanxiang was surprised that such a cold person would choose such an eye-catching hair color.
She even more suspected that he was indeed a cold-hearted person.
After the hair color was finally decided, Teacher Tony put away the sample cards and got ready to work. Before officially starting work, he asked casually: "Beauty, are you going to do your hair together? The handsome guy's project will take some time, and it may take a long time."
Xia Huanxiang and Baili looked at each other.
Baili wanted to express that she could go out for a walk.
However, Xia Huanxiang immediately expressed: "Okay! Dye your hair. The same color as him!"
Baili: "..."
Teacher Tony: "Okay."
Baili: "..."
Summer fantasy: parent-child hair color, rubbing hands in anticipation.
When getting her hair done, the service was almost quiet except for the music that eased the mood. However, Xia Huanxiang was not idle. She was working hard to harass Xia Xinghe. Not only did she talk about Baili dyeing her hair, but she also said that Baili knew how to be patriotic. The words were also converted into text and sent to Xia Xinghe.
Xia Xinghe might not be able to bear the disturbance, so not long after, he sent a screenshot.
Xia Huan wanted to click on the screenshot, which was a resume.
It says: Fang Hongzhe, stylist.
Immediately afterwards, another screenshot came.
It’s also a resume.
This time it says: Zuo Liyu, makeup artist.
Xia Xinghe: [The two of them will arrive at Haishi tomorrow morning. Add you as a friend later. ]
Xia Huanxiang: [Grateful heart, thank you for having me. Good people have a safe life]
Xia Xinghe looked at the text sent by Xia Huanxiang and smiled in an upright manner.
Xia Huan hoped that even if she no longer participated in her company's affairs, she would still have a place for these two names in her mind. They were the two aces in Xia Xinghe's fashion group.
