Chapter Seven: Xiang Shiming and Sally

  There are two types of people who can reach the top in this circle. One is those with exceptional talent, who don't need to put in too much effort after birth. The other is those with ordinary abilities but extraordinary diligence that borders on being reckless.

  Er Xiangming just belongs to the first kind.

  "When will you return to China?"

  "Next week then! I'll head back to Milan tomorrow first." The woman smiled and spoke after glancing at the person still singing passionately on stage.

  "I've always been curious about your hometown. This time I can finally satisfy myself."

  The girl smiled faintly: "I'm also very curious about what my hometown is like. Maybe this time I'll find the answer I want when I go back."

  ……

  City airport!!

  About fifty people walked out of the airport exit, each dressed in the world's trendiest attire, carrying Vuitton bags or their own gold-plated makeup cases.

  Or a man wearing a black tight-fitting shirt, with the latest fashion windbreaker, chewing gum, and walking out with an arrogant face. Or a woman wearing a goddess-like skirt, draped in the most popular coat of the time, walking out elegantly and charmingly!

  They are the world's most famous designers, makeup artists, stylists, photographers, and fashion matchmakers... Behind them, countless assistants followed, all wearing the latest Milanese fashion trends, supporting each other and laughing as they walked out.

  "Look, look! Do you see? That team must be Miss S's team. This is the strongest team in the world!!" A reporter excitedly pointed at a large group of people walking out of the arrival gate and said.

  Reporters enthusiastically raised their cameras and took pictures of the huge team at the exit, because this team is the largest in the world, only legendary famous fashion designers have such an excellent team.

  "Look!" A fashion magazine reporter shouted loudly again "Xie Ximing is here, look at the person next to him, that person is S Miss's most famous agent Sally, the director of Imperial Entertainment Group!"

  The reporters heard that the strong team gradually walked out of the airport to accept some fashion news magazine interviews, and then saw international superstar Xi Ming and a woman in her thirties, accompanied by seven assistants, walking towards them!

  Xiang Ximing wore a white shirt, with a grey windbreaker from the S&;P brand that was currently popular in Milan, wearing large sunglasses, and his messy bangs stuck to his forehead, revealing an enchanting smile, with both hands inserted into his pockets.

  As he walked out of the airport passage, the loyal fans who had been waiting around the airport immediately screamed to the sky!!

  "Xiang Ximing! Xiang Ximing! We love you!!"

  "Xiang Ximing! Xiang Ximing! Invincible wherever he goes!!"

  …………

  Xiang Ximing smiled slightly and stretched out his right hand to wave politely at the fans, immediately causing the fans beside him to scream excitedly and try to break through the strong bodyguard group to rush towards their idol!

  The bodyguards maintained order with great effort and escorted a few people towards the airport's VIP lounge.

  Sally wore a pale blue long gown with an asymmetrical shoulder design, cinched at the waist with a black wide belt and topped with a beige-colored long-sleeved coat.

  Wearing delicate smoky makeup, blinking those smoky eyes, when looking at people, there is always a sharp aura!

  Her fashionable big wavy long hair fluttered with her footsteps, revealing a strong and stylish rebellious aura.

  Even people around them can't help but feel the visual shock brought by these two.

  At this moment, Sally looked at the group of reporters not far away and suddenly felt a big head.

  Reporter, another reporter.

  Those who are familiar with Sally know that she is most annoyed by those overly gossipy reporters.

  Although she has been in the business for many years, she didn't used to face reporters as often as she does now.

  Poor Sally has faced reporters more times than she counted money since she followed S.

  And every time she encountered those reporters asking those sharp questions, Sally would die a lot of brain cells.