While soaking in the bathtub, Tang An Ning checked her phone.

I happened to see Luo Baozhu's reply in the small group.

[Luo Baozhu: Ah, my dear An Ning, please let me kiss you. You are so good to me that you never forget my artists when you travel abroad! I will love you forever~]

[Tang Anning: Did you receive the contact? ]

[Luo Baozhu: Yes! Director Edward's company has contacted my assistant! I will arrange a plane for my people to go for the audition tomorrow!]

【Tang Anning: OK】

The two were chatting happily when Wang Zijian, who was also a night owl, suddenly interrupted.

[Wang Zijian: What are you two talking about? Let me see what you have.]

[Luo Baozhu: Hahaha, who made you have a bunch of internet celebrities under your command? An Ning met the famous director Edward, who had a particularly good script that required Asian actors, and all the actors selected were from An Ning and me! ]

【Wang Zijian: Well, it’s because my company has no actors, only internet celebrities.】

The three of them took a break soon after chatting.

Time passed slowly, and after another two or three days, with the queen excited, the Chanel Classic Retrospective fashion show was officially held on the first floor of the Rosewood Hotel.

The Rosewood Hotel stopped accepting any guests a week ago, and renovation of the first floor began two days ago.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the room keeper Mina notified Tang An Ning to get up.

After Tang Anning washed up, professional stylists and makeup artists from Chanel came to put on makeup and clothes for Tang Anning.

Tang An Ning was wearing a classic Chanel black pleated skirt, classic lambskin high heels with silver uppers and pearl chains, and holding an antique dahlia in her hand. She took Mina's arm and went straight to the first floor.

At this moment, it was a small banquet before the fashion show. The seats had been arranged, but most people had not yet taken their seats. They were basically all chatting with people while holding champagne.

When Tang An Ning came out of the VIP elevator on the first floor, many people in the hall looked at her.

Recently, the upper class and fashion circles in Paris, France all know that a mysterious rich girl from Asia lives in Suite 1 of the Rosewood Hotel.

Most of the upper class in Europe look down on Asian wealthy people.

It has been a long time since European and American celebrities have squeezed out Asian and African celebrities, European and American tycoons have squeezed out Asian and African tycoons, and European and American academic circles have squeezed out Asian and African academic circles.

Of course, whether they really believe that white people are stronger than yellow people and black people, or whether they are panicking because the four ancient civilizations all originated in Asia and Africa and they have no civilizational foundation, only they themselves know.

So when they heard that the Suite 1 of the Rosewood Hotel, which was impossible to get, was occupied by an Asian woman, some wealthy people in Europe and the United States were quite angry.

Some even called the person in charge of the Rosewood Hotel to question it.

However, the person in charge of the Rosewood Hotel just smiled faintly, listened to the other party's questioning, and said, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Pino."

"But I have to warn you that the lady living in Suite 1 is the descendant of T."

"The Rosewood Hotel has the investment of T's family. So far, the heirs of T's family have always had the right to use any room in the Rosewood Hotel. Miss Tang is the heir of this generation of T's family."

"If you have any doubts about this, you can ask him in person."

The person in charge of the Rosewood Hotel said gently.

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Pino, the 50-year-old head of a Fortune 500 company that has been passed down from generation to generation, crushed his cell phone in extreme panic.

t.

The word quickly spread among a certain group of people.

The young boys and girls of today may not know this, but people of Pinault's generation are still afraid of the word t.

Back then, when old Pino was still young.

The message transmission, transportation capabilities and various technologies at that time were far less fast and convenient than they are now.

However, one letter hangs over the heads of every businessman and even aristocrat in Europe and America.

t.

They were from the mysterious East, from the Kingdom of Dragon, a small country that they considered to be weak and insignificant for a long time.

a woman.

A woman with beautiful appearance but a heart as vicious as a snake.

When this woman, whose real name was unknown and who gave herself the code name T, walked down from the humming cruise ship in high heels wearing a slim blue cheongsam and carrying a flower basket and a small bag, no one knew that in the future half of the wealthy people in Europe and America would crawl at the feet of this vicious woman.

First is the planting industry.

When people first saw Ms. T at the coming-of-age ceremony of a wealthy man's daughter, the female boss of the most profitable leading planting company stood respectfully behind Ms. T and called her "Miss."

Before these wealthy people could react, the newly emerging fruit company was acquired, and the new boss who appeared at General Motors’ anniversary celebration was this Ms. T.

Then Ms. T began to get involved in the fashion industry.

She was a close friend of Coco Chanel, exchanged wine with Valentino, and provided Yves Saint Laurent with the classic tubular lipstick bag design.

She is already a rising star in the fashion world.

Later, Ms. T appeared in the automotive manufacturing industry, real estate industry, and even the emerging Internet industry.

As this gorgeous oriental beauty's shop grows bigger and bigger, her influence grows, and she is about to interfere in the military industry of Europe and the United States.

Some people finally couldn't sit still anymore.

Measures against this oriental beauty gradually emerged.

However, it didn't work at all.

Economic sanctions are completely useless to her. This oriental beauty seems to be the god of wealth in oriental mythology. With just a wave of her hand, endless gold coins will emerge.

No public attack could affect her - there is an old Eastern saying that goes, "When one has enough food and clothing, one will know what honor and disgrace are."

Ms. T made it possible for the lower-level employees in Europe and the United States and in industries related to her to afford bread and milk and to save money. She was worshipped as a saint in the world by the lower-level employees, even though they did not even know what this oriental beauty looked like.

The economic blockade by the upper class is useless, and the lower class people don’t care whether this oriental beauty is here to steal their country’s technology or to colonize their country. They will consider whoever gives them food to eat to be a good person.

They don't care about the intentions of the people who feed them, nor do they care about the romantic scandals of this oriental beauty.

Those people did useless work.

By the time those people came up with new ideas to deal with this oriental beauty, most of the media industry had already fallen into the hands of this t.

Old Pino couldn't help but close his eyes when he recalled this.

The paper reading industry in European and American countries has not declined as rapidly as that in Asian and African countries.

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