Fake Marriage To The Richest Tycoon-Chapter 272 - 271: Paris fashion competition

Li Shao’s office, morning.

"There will be a fashion week in Paris and we are invited! Ah, my dream came true!" Li Shao announced happily.

"Other than the fashion week, there will be a friendly competition between fashion designers from all around the world,"

He stood before rows of fashion designers as he showed them a slideshow of the previous Paris fashion show from the past years.

Since high school, Li Shao had always dreamed of becoming a top figure in the fashion industry. He managed to beat all his competitors in China. Now he was finally going to Europe.

"Yay! Congratulations!"

"We are finally going to be recognized internationally!"

"Everyone’s growing together! Jiayou!"

Li Shao raised his hand to quiet them down before he spoke up again.

"I need to bring a team of fashion designers to Paris. We’ll be competing against international fashion designers from other countries. The requirements are very strict. I have to personally view your CV and past works. Remember, we are competing against international fashion designers. We cannot lose!"

After the meeting was adjourned, Li Shao went to Qin Zhuzhu’s office. After that night when he saw that mysterious man dragged her away, he became worried.

"Are you okay, Zhuzhu? That day, you were dragged away by that man. I’m sorry I couldn’t do anything to help you," he sighed dejectedly.

"It’s okay, Mr Li. We know each other," Qin Zhuzhu replied, smiling politely. Then she went back to squibbling something.

Li Shao watched her hand elegantly moved across the paper, drawing a design and writing notes. Something shiny on her finger caught his attention.

Why didn’t he notice the ring on her until now?

The ring didn’t look like the normal diamond rings couple would normally get. Could it belonged to Xu Meng?

Li Shao shook his head. That can’t be. They have divorced and broken up already. The more he looked at it, the more he was reminded of a jewellery designer whose skills were exceptional.

In all of Shengjing, her skills in designing jewellery were number one. It was a pity she retired to look after her family. From then on, she disappeared from the world.

She put the drawings into a case and kept them into her drawer. Then she fixed her attention on him.

"I’m sorry, I was busy. Is there anything you want to say?" She asked.

"Zhuzhu," Li Shao noticed how formal she was with him. There was something in her gaze when she looked at him.

"I want to say, if you have any trouble, don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll be there for you," his words were sincere.

Qin Zhuzhu’s fingers froze, before she laughed. "Thank you, Mr Li! But there’s no trouble and I don’t want to bother you from your busy schedule. Hehehe, Jingmin and your secretary will be in for a gossip," she joked.

Somehow, Li Shao felt like she was pushing him away, keeping a distance between them. But why?

"Let them gossip. I’ll punish them if they dare," he joked back, chuckling.

"By the way, who was that man? I’m afraid he might do harm to you, Zhuzhu," He tried to probe about that mysterious man but her answer was vague.

"Don’t worry, Mr Li. He will never hurt me," she casually said.

Li Shao’s mind went over that word again and again. He will never hurt me.

Changing subjects, Li Shao discussed the friendly competition with her. Although it was meant for fun and socializing, there were some people who took it seriously, especially those who wanted to make China look bad.

There were some inevitable conflicts waiting for them. Qin Zhuzhu had recently learnt that Li Shao had a rival, Julien, who was also in the fashion industry.

Julien will be attending the same competition and event as them. They were bound to cross paths.

"Don’t worry, Mr Li! I’ll do my best!" Qin Zhuzhu said with determination.

Li Shao nodded, stood up and left. When she wasn’t looking, he glanced at her. The girl was so near yet she always felt out of reach. Maybe this was fate.

Jingmin rushed over to Qin Zhuzhu at the café below the fashion company.

"Pst, team leader! Did you hear?" Jingmin had an excited expression. The girl was always caught up with the latest news and gossips that Qin Zhuzhu thought she should work in the entertainment industry.

"What?" Qin Zhuzhu glanced at her phone screen. A message popped out.

"I heard from the rich brats department that they want to go as well. But the general manager refused them. The criteria for being accepted by the team to go to Paris is that the person must have exceptional skills and experience in the fashion industry. Most of those rich brats don’t even have one year! So they are trying to rely on their connections to get in. Isn’t that absurd?" Jingmin shot her mouth off excitedly.

But then, she saw that Qin Zhuzhu wasn’t paying attention so she waved her hand in front of her eyes.

"What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing. You were saying?" Qin Zhuzhu forced back a smile and tried to put on a neutral expression.

The message on her phone read: "I’ve sent some takeaway to you. Don’t work too hard and forget to eat. When are you getting off work? I’ll pick you up."

The message was simple but she could feel the sweetness radiation from it. Unconsciously she was smiling at it like a fool that Jingmin had to snap her fingers a few times to get her attention.

"Team leader, what’s with you today? You looked possessed! Should I call the priest to take a look?"

"What? No, I’m fine!" Qin Zhuzhu quickly denied.

"Are you sure? You seemed....

distracted. What’s there?" Jingmin swiftly moved behind Qin Zhuzhu and caught sight of the message.

Immediately she exclaimed, eyes bright like a teenager in love, "Oh my god! Who’s that?! I feel sweetness everywhere!!!!"

"Keep it down!" Qin Zhuzhu shushed her.

"Okay, okay! Is that the man who took you that day?"