Fu Xian came to Beicheng, but Zhou Shike was not too surprised. He didn't care about the losses, but what he cared about was the future.

Because he also knew what kind of character Fu Simian had, and as a father, no one knew better than him.

But Zhou Shike was quite surprised when Zhao Xu came to find him. The relationship between the two could only be said to be average at that time. They only met through Fu Simian and others. Although Tang Dongdong was the same, Zhao Xu mainly worked for Fu Simian.

He was able to say this himself, and he was also speaking for Fu.

Zhou Shike guessed that Zhao Xu must not be able to persuade Fu Simian, so he had to come to find him.

Zhao Xu didn't expect this, nor did he expect it. But what he didn't expect the most was that Zhou Shike could actually forget Mr. Fu so completely?

He couldn't remember what Zhou Shike looked like when he hadn't broken up with Mr. Fu.

It's only half a year.

Half of the smoke left was burning, and Zhou Shike's face was blurred in the thin gray scrim of smoke. "If you have time to have dinner together, don't come if you want to bring Fu Simian."

Zhou Shike's openness and indifference are the usual style of these young men. They don't take anyone seriously. If they are not nervous, they will give the other person a face.

Zhao Xu hesitated for a moment, "A Ke, the matter between you and Mr. Fu should not affect the Fu family..."

Zhou Shike looked at Zhao Xu with a slight look on his face. Zhao Xu was so scared that he wanted to shrink his neck.

"At that time, Fu Simian used my contract to exchange land with the Lin family. Didn't Assistant Zhao know that?" Zhou Shike smiled coldly, "Why didn't you say that you would draw a clear line between me and Fu?"

"Don't be as stupid as Fu Simian. The knife didn't hit him. You may think the blade was too dull."

"Okay, it's better to think about how to recover the losses if you have this skill," Zhou Shike wiped out the cigarette, plucked the collar, and then got into the car after getting off the smell of smoke. In the car, he put his hand on the window and said to Zhao Xu, who was still standing still, "Assistant Zhao, you have worked for so many years. Some truths should be taught by you. No matter how ugly we make a fuss in private, it's better to be friendly on the surface. Are you right?"

Zhao Xu exhaled a breath of turbid air, "I understand."

Bentley drove out of the parking space and drove out a completely different style from the original owner. Zhao Xu felt very nervous when he looked at the rear of the car that was integrated into the traffic.

It was not the other party's condescending tone and arrogant attitude, but that he could not accept the person who said these words to him just now was A Ke, who was following him last year, called Brother Zhao.

As an outsider, he would feel uncomfortable, but what about Fu Simien, who was in the center of the vortex?

Zhao Xu dared not think about it.

When Zhou Shike got home, he asked the driver to return the car to Song Guiyan. Before he could sit down and drink water, Zhou Shixu said he would have a show and a model missing, so he would go to save the place.

This is not the first time. When Zhou Shixun was not very famous at that time, Zhou Shike was often taken to be a tool person.

"Don't go." Zhou Shike refused mercilessly.

Zhou Shixun shouted on the other end of the phone, "Do you think anyone can wear my clothes? Your status is not enough, hurry up and die!"

“…”

After drinking a few big mouthfuls of water, Zhou Shike drove to the show.

Zhou Shike vaguely heard Zhou Shixun mention this show. It was prepared by several excellent but low-key fashion designers from abroad who only produced limited editions and founders of a certain brand. It mainly displays summer clothing.

Although spring has not passed yet and summer in Beicheng is late, fashion must always be one step ahead.

The venue was in a private manor, and you had to check your identity when you entered and exited. As soon as Zhou Shike's car arrived, Zhou Shixun, who was standing at the door, ran over. He dragged Zhou Shike off the car and asked the waiter beside him to stop.

"Zhou Shixun, it hurts."

Zhou Shixun pulled Zhou Shike to his side, and lowered his voice while walking, saying, "The organizer said that he had invited a mysterious guest to the finale. Who do you think it is?"

"Who?" Zhou Shike didn't understand their circle, and he couldn't guess it if he wasn't mysterious.

"Fu's."

Zhou Shike: "..."

Fu's wedding dress plays emotional cards internationally, and the daily clothing, shoes, bags, and jewelry that have developed have established its position.

In recent years, Fu's family has rarely appeared in domestic shows. A few years ago, she held a show in Shanghai. The style is elegant and gorgeous. With the premise of not lacking in design, it ensures that there is no element pile up. The styles produced almost cover all ages, and its classic style is enough for Fu's family to eat for the rest of their lives.

Although Zhou Shixun also has his own brand, he is still a step behind the Fu family business. The family business has a deep roots, so the organizer will say that there is a mysterious guest finale, and it is not wrong.

The appearance of Fu did give this show of face.

"I only knew that if I had known, I would not have participated in this break show." Zhou Shixun's reaction was even greater than Zhou Shike.

Although he said this, Zhou Shixun pulled Zhou Shike to the backstage without slowing down at all.

"Why don't you look for your own model?" Zhou Shike asked. He didn't care whether Fu was there at all, it had nothing to do with him.

"Nonsense," Zhou Shixun said, "You can learn from abroad. You have endorsed clothing before and can make do with it. Besides, the size can no longer be changed now. I'll see, you can wear it. Fortunately, you have lost weight after you came back from Jiangcheng, and the Buddha blessed me."

Zhou Shike: "????"

The makeup artist picked the makeup artist on the table, turned his head and saw that it was Zhou Shike, and was stunned.

Zhou Shixun, "What's wrong? I have something to do with my brother saving the situation?"

"No...no problem," said the makeup artist.

She actually felt that if Zhou Shike had a status in the entertainment industry today, it would be a bit of a polite show, but if he was on Wednesday, it would not be appropriate.

Of course, it still meets the conditions in appearance.

Teacher Zhou's design was hung at the back, with a white shirt, hem and sleeves slightly wide. The fabric was shining with a layer of silver powder, as if it was decorated with a Milky Way, with thin tassels on both sides of the shoulders, and a white dove embroidered with lace on its left chest, spreading its wings. It was because the fabric changed here that the skin on the chest would be faintly exposed.

A white shirt that seems pure and clean is far from being as monotonous as it seems on the surface. It must be pure and desire.

He has high requirements for the model's appearance and facial features. If he is too tough, he cannot show the original meaning of this dress. It must be soft, tough, beautiful, and aggressive.

Zhou Shike took advantage of the gap between the makeup artist looking for eye shadow and turned his head to look at the clothes, "Where is Brother Yang Xiao?"

Zhou Shixun leaned against the table and said angrily: "Die."

“…”

Among the models, Zhou Shike was not too tall, he was almost 1.8 meters tall, and Zhou Shixu was still stuffing insoles into his shoes, "I'll stuff you to 185."

Zhou Shike: "How many are they not as tall as me."

Zhou Shixun threw his shoes to him, "Will there be less meat when you get taller?"

"Don't worry, your pants are trousers, you can't tell."

The paired clothes were made of black trousers, which almost dragged to the floor, and the overall look was lazy.

Zhou Shixun refused to let several assistants beside him help. He bent down and buttoned it up, frowned, "Why do I feel like you have lost weight again?"

There is a lot of noise in the backstage now, and there are singers on the stage.

The staff pushed the clothes rack and flew through the crowd, and the wheels rolled on the ground.

Zhou Shixun pinned his waist with two pins and said to himself: "It must be Fu Simian coming to Beicheng that has affected you again."

Zhou Shixun’s design is also slightly lower, not based on the position, but draw lots.

Zhou Shike grabbed his sleeve and looked forward quietly in the background.

The show scene was designed with cool tones, gray, white and black, bringing a sense of coldness and the music was very rhythmic. He watched several models walk over and glanced at him and saw Fu Simian in the audience.

Fu Simian wore a black windbreaker, and he liked it.

The young man's face was cold. Even in the audience, he felt condescending, and Zhao Xu sat next to him.

He doesn't have to come. He comes and sits in the best position, which makes him feel wronged.

Zhou Shike withdrew his gaze and went back to the backstage. He found Zhou Shixun, who was discussing fiercely with others, and asked, "I will help you, what benefits do you give me?"

Zhou Shixun gave him a crutch, "You tell me this by my family?"

He heard Zhou Shike not speaking and turned around, "Go to you to get clothes."

“…”

Zhou Shike didn't think it was rare. He thought Zhou Shixun's clothes looked good anyway, so he could wear them, but it was not the case in the eyes of others.

Zhou Shixun is famous for his willfulness and painting clothes as he wants. It is also popular among young people because of his designs at will. They also heard Zhou Shixun say that he would put more clothes on Zhou Shike's body.

Someone has come to inquire about this dress and offered a high price, so he said he would consider it.

As a result, I just gave it to Wednesday.

They always couldn't help but look at Zhou Shike. They heard a lot of names, but they rarely appeared.

Zhou Shixun looked at it for a while, frowned and said, "It's a fee to see."

He made up his brother's head.

“…”

The next series is Zhou Shixun.

Zhou Shike walked to the scene and Zhou Shixun looked even more nervous than Zhou Shike. Zhou Shike was as tall as him now.

He checked Zhou Shike's body, and after confirming that there was no problem, he whispered: "When you finish, don't wait for your song to come out, I will double your value."

Zhou Shike was stunned for a moment, his mind turned around, "Do you lack models?"

"Do you care if I lack it?"

"If I don't have enough, can you come?"

Zhou Shike was a little helpless, "This is your first batch of designs this year. You have been with it for several months. Are you not afraid of ruining it on me?" He is not professional, and Zhou Shixu really trusts him too much.
To be continued...