She Lost Memory Before the Divorce-Chapter 224 - 0 An Encounter with Pei Zhao
Chapter 224: Chapter 0224: An Encounter with Pei Zhao
Chapter 224: Chapter 0224: An Encounter with Pei Zhao
“At the time, you were also at your wit’s end with work, so I thought I’d wait until things settled down a bit before discussing it with you.”
“But I didn’t expect…”
Mu Lan didn’t finish her sentence, but Gu Xiaoman already knew what she meant.
“Plans can’t keep up with changes, I’ll treat you to a lavish dinner tonight to celebrate.
My goodness, the Silver Award, that’s something I can casually show off about.
Baby, you are really impressive, don’t wait for the October issue of V magazine to come out, we should start a wave of promotion on domestic social media right away.”
“Then, you need to recruit people and set up your own company immediately, and you must find a way to expand the stores offline, not forgetting the online flagship store either.
Of course, there’s also me, your mega influencer, ready to blow all kinds of rainbow farts your way – ah, great designer, I’ll be clinging to your coattails from now on.”
Being an influencer herself, Gu Xiaoman had no trouble laying out promotional strategies for Mu Lan, as she effortlessly mapped out her route to success.
Mu Lan was a bit overwhelmed by her words but understood Gu Xiaoman’s intentions.
“Actually, I should have attended Fashion Week to check out the shows, but with the sudden Katrina incident, I thought it’d be better to keep a low profile.”
Gu Xiaoman took out her phone, opened Weibo, and was surprised to find Mu Lan trending, with leaked photos from her photoshoot for V magazine.
“Hey, hey, hey, you’re trending, impressive, and some big names in the fashion circle are sharing it.”
Mu Lan took out her phone, logged in to her account, and found it to be true.
“Strange, these are all live shots, including some of me talking with Sara and judging by their clarity, they are taken with a professional camera.”
Gu Xiaoman laughed with her mouth wide open.
“The domestic version of V magazine themselves posted it out of boredom obviously; this is an official photoshoot. You’re going places with someone as famous as Sara pushing you like this.”
But Mu Lan wasn’t too optimistic.
“But I’m not debuting in Paris, one feature is enough, there’s no need to also…pave the way domestically.”
“You’re too naive. The domestic market is huge, everyone is eyeing it. Not to mention those at the top of luxury fashion – everyone’s getting a bit tired of them now. How many Chinese designers have really made it big?
There’s Jimmy Choo who sells shoes, or Vera Wang with her wedding dresses, or Phillip Lim who sells bags? The fashion industry lacks fresh blood. If you can become the fourth big name, then Sara is your noble patron.”
Gu Xiaoman envisioned a future where Mu Lan would burst onto the international stage the very next second.
“There are so many talented designers, the ones you mentioned are masters, and there are countless others designing for luxury brands. I never thought about making myself the fourth big name, but at the very least, I have to create a brand that I can be proud of.”
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“My dear lady, in this age of advanced networking, it’s not about burying yourself in hard work anymore. Everyone’s talented, so it’s about who has the better team.
The same goes for designer brands; why do some thrive while others flop?
Think about the trendsetters, with everyone dissecting their off-duty looks, it’s all about being seen while pretending it’s all natural.
Granny Xiang’s bags, the latest models always go to the big models and stars first, why is that?
Big brands need promotion too, and so do you. So, don’t think marketing is the same as hyping things up; they’re completely different, OK?
Marketing is just a tool, after all, it’s the quality of your products that matters. Designing requires inspiration. Branding on the other hand, there’s a lot more for you to worry about.”
Mu Lan nodded, finding Gu Xiaoman’s words very reasonable. She wanted to create her own brand, and she knew that meant getting directly involved with every aspect, so building her team was the most crucial step.
“I’ll invite Liu Ai for a meal someday soon; she’s quite familiar with the industry. Then I’ll ask her to help me find like-minded partners through her network.”
Gu Xiaoman was momentarily stunned.
“Who? Liu Ai? Supermodel Liu Ai?”
“Yes, we met at a forum and really hit it off. We’ve met privately a couple of times; she’s quite nice.”
“Holy cow, Lanlan, come here and give me your blessing, so my career goes smoothly and my love life is sweet. Are you a lucky koi or something? Casually browsing a forum and you meet Liu Ai.”
Mu Lan could only offer a wry smile at Gu Xiaoman’s excitement.
“Back then, I didn’t think much about it; it was just sharing some things. It was Liu Ai who encouraged me, saying if you have a dream, give it a try and don’t let yourself have any regrets.
Forget it, let’s not talk about the past.”
“Yeah, let’s not talk about the past. There’s a good Japanese restaurant nearby. Let’s go there for some Wagyu beef.”
The two had just arrived at the Japanese restaurant when, unexpectedly, they bumped into Pei Zhao and Sheng Xueqin.
Sheng Xueqin stared intently at Mu Lan, her eyes unfriendly.
Pei Zhao, seeing Mu Lan sitting in a wheelchair, couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows and said.
“What’s this, sharing a couples’ wheelchair with me?”
Mu Lan showed no expression, her face betraying neither joy nor anger.
“Mr. Pei, that joke isn’t funny.”
Pei Zhao just smiled casually, not taking it to heart.
“Congratulations, I heard you took the silver prize in the design competition.”
Mu Lan’s tone was indifferent.
“Thank you.”
The cold response made Pei Zhao sigh involuntarily.
“Is there really a need for us to be so formal with each other? Lanlan, you should still remember what I told you before I left the country, right?”
Finally, a different expression appeared on Mu Lan’s face as she looked at Pei Zhao with complicated eyes.
“Mr. Pei…”
Pei Zhao interrupted her with a smile.
“Since we’ve met, it must be fate. How about having dinner together?”
Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaoman refused, with a forced smile:
“I don’t think that’s necessary, is it? After all, you’re here with Ms. Sheng.”
But to everyone’s surprise, Sheng Xueqin actually agreed.
“No problem, let’s eat together, it’ll be more lively.”
Gu Xiaoman was dumbfounded. Lively? Were they at a temple fair? What kind of liveliness was she looking for? She looked at Mu Lan subconsciously. Before, she had told her about some things regarding Sheng Xueqin, but Mu Lan had forgotten them all, and listening now, it felt unreal, as if hearing a story.
But some experiences were indeed hers, so, of course, she cared about them in her heart.
“Let’s all eat together, after all, we’re all acquainted.”
In the end, Mu Lan said flatly.
Although surprised, Gu Xiaoman still respected Mu Lan’s wishes.
The four of them entered the private room, and sat two by two at the long rectangular table: Yun Xi guarded the door on the left side, and Tian Zuo on the right, Tian Zuo feeling somewhat awkward as he was previously defeated by the others.
Mu Lan was sitting across from Pei Zhao, and Gu Xiaoman across from Sheng Xueqin.
Pei Zhao was very gentlemanly, taking good care of Mu Lan and remembering all her preferences.
Sheng Xueqin, with her keen eyes, took the opportunity to make some backhanded comments.
“It seems Mr. Pei and Ms. Mu go way back, quite understanding of each other.”
Pei Zhao simply smiled, his tone light.
“I wouldn’t say I understand her thoroughly, but if Ms. Mu gives me a chance, I will surely get to know her even better in the future.”
Gu Xiaoman really did not like this atmosphere, and after much thought, she sent a text message to someone…
