Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 280: Sharing a bed with a celebrity?
When Liu Yifei was filming in Dali, the name "Little General Jiang" was still fresh in her memory.

At first, everyone thought it was because Jiang Beicheng was young that everyone called him that.

Now it gradually feels more like a "honorific title" or a specific identity symbol.

She asked Jiang Beicheng curiously.

Jiang Beicheng smiled when he heard this question, "No one of the opposite sex around me should think I'm small."

Liu Yifei was stunned for a moment.

I feel like the topic has gone off track.

Patted Jiang Beicheng's arm: "What are you talking about?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "Is there a possibility that the question you asked is ambiguous?"

Liu Yifei reacted and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing.

The question you asked was indeed inappropriate. How can you directly ask someone if it's because you are young?
"Hahaha, my bad!" Liu Yifei finished laughing and explained, "Actually, I was referring to age."

Jiang Beicheng returned to the topic and explained to her the origin of the title "Little President Jiang".

In fact, it is the feeling of a second-generation playboy being pampered by a group of friends in society.

As he gradually stepped to the forefront and made some achievements, the title "Little General Jiang" took on a more respectful meaning and became his identity in the underworld circle.

It is limited to that casual, generous and free social circle.

There aren't so many rules and regulations.

In the political and business circles, he is now basically called "General Jiang".

"Can I understand that Mr. Jiang is your identity in life?" Liu Yifei understood after listening to Jiang Beicheng's introduction.

"You can put it that way!" Jiang Beicheng smiled as he drank his tea and joked, "The prerequisite is that you have a powerful father."

"Hahahaha, I get it." Liu Yifei suddenly said, "Can I call you Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Beicheng shook his head: "No!"

"Why? Don't you consider me an important friend?"

Jiang Beicheng put down the teacup and said, "I don't want to be misunderstood by the entertainment industry."

"Hahahaha, I didn't think it through. Sorry."

Liu Yifei reacted and laughed.

It’s okay in other circles, but it’s different in the entertainment industry.

If the name "Little General Jiang" spreads throughout the entertainment industry, I wonder what kind of sensational news those marketing accounts will fabricate.

"Do you have a nickname, one that sounds more intimate?" Liu Yifei looked curious.

In public, you should call him "Mr. Jiang".

But privately I feel a little unfamiliar.

I don't really like this feeling of distance that appears and disappears from time to time.

It felt like the two of them couldn't get close.

If Jiang Beicheng didn't mind, she would like to use a more intimate name.

Jiang Beicheng: "Yes, Ding Ding!"

"What?" Liu Yifei thought she had misheard.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and nodded.

Jiang Beicheng's nickname was because he was particularly attractive to mosquitoes when he was a child and was often bitten by them. His relatives and friends teased him and called him Ding Ding.

Liu Yifei didn't ask why Jiang Beicheng had such a nickname and waved her hand.

She couldn't call him that.

"I'd better call you Jiang Jiang!"

Jiang Beicheng: "A girl called me that."

Liu Yifei guessed that this girl might be the one who had a relationship with Jiang Beicheng.

"Chengcheng?"

“There are women who call it that, too!”

Liu Yifei: "Beibei doesn't have any, right?"

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "I really don't have that."

"Wait a moment!"

Liu Yifei muttered a few words and felt that she had been cheated.

Beibei!

Beibei!

Isn’t this Baby’s online nickname?

She glanced at Jiang Beicheng with disdain. Jiang Beicheng picked up his teacup and said with a smile, "Cheers to friendship."

Liu Yifei didn't feel any emotion because of being deceived. She picked up her glass and clinked it with Jiang Beicheng, muttering, "Beibei!"

Jiang Beicheng's occasional visits would stimulate the hunting system in her body, making her feel a different kind of pleasure in being with him.

After sitting and drinking tea for a while, Jiang Beicheng called Shen Jun and asked her to drive to the airport to pick up Lao Pi.

At 2:30 in the morning, Lao Pi arrived at the Bulgari Hotel.

"Here you are?" Jiang Beicheng stood up to greet her and introduced her to Liu Yifei: "Laopi, former deputy styling director of CX Studios."

"Can you please not mention which studio?" Lao Pi reminded.

Liu Yifei didn't know there was such a person in CX Studio before. She only started to contact CX Studio after working with Lao Wei. She greeted him respectfully, "Hello, teacher!"

Lao Pi nodded and said directly: "Let's take a look at the dress first!"

In the eyes of others, the Fairy Sister is glamorous and beautiful, but in his eyes, she is just a woman.

On the one hand, he now hates the entertainment industry very much. On the other hand, Jiang Beicheng has known him for so long and always felt that he has no interest in women.

He went to the bath center just to take a bath and have a scrub.

Liu Yifei asked several assistants to bring out the dress.

Lao Pi took a look, frowned and shook his head.

"The fashion world is full of plagiarism. Director Wei has been using this trick for so many years, but he is still using it. That's all he has." Lao Pi said bluntly.

Liu Yifei looked at Lao Pi in confusion.

"Did CX Studio lend you the haute couture?" Lao Pi asked directly.

Liu Yifei nodded: "Is there any problem?"

Lao Pi: "I can even guess how he put makeup on you.

Director Wei’s strength lies not in his creative thinking or craftsmanship, but of course, he is definitely good in China.

His strength lies in analyzing data and the market. He has a clear mind on which styles to copy for which occasions and how to optimize them to gain market recognition."

Liu Yifei showed a surprised expression.

Suddenly, I remembered the GQ Fashion Festival one year, when Lao Wei was styling three female artists at the same time.

The looks of the last three people all became hot searches.

It was highly praised by fans and marketing accounts that day.

But a few days later, a fashion blogger came out to expose his plagiarism.

However, the hype has passed, and for celebrities, it no longer matters whether they plagiarize or not.

After listening to Lao Pi's explanation, Liu Yifei realized that the two haute couture sets borrowed for her by CX Studio must have been made up according to a certain template.

No wonder the young stylist who came today just said with such confidence that he could handle it.

It turns out to be imitation and plagiarism.

"Do I need to change into a dress? But it may be too late, or I don't want to wear a dress?" Liu Yifei is confident about her image.

Even if it is not haute couture, it can still hold up tomorrow's scene.

Lao Pi shook his head and said, "No, it can be saved."

He looked at Jiang Beicheng: "Can I tell the truth?"

"Be a little more polite." Jiang Beicheng said with a smile.

Knowing his personality, he sometimes says things that offend people.

Liu Yifei continued, "Teacher, just say it. I'm not that stingy."

"That's fine!" Lao Pi nodded: "Your appearance has improved in the past two years, but it's still not good enough.

Whether it's Director Wei or the stylists you've worked with before, they haven't done a good job in terms of the sense of movement and stillness. It's even very poor."

Jiang Beicheng smiled awkwardly at Liu Yifei, hoping she didn't mind.

Liu Yifei kept smiling and asked for advice humbly.

The fact that he could say this shows that Lao Pi has always been paying attention to the entertainment and fashion circles.

Lao Pi continued: “Older stylists often mentioned three dimensions.

Image, volume and feeling of movement and stillness.

Image refers to personal temperament, which is innate and cannot be changed. What a stylist can do is to cover up the flaws. No one's face is flawless, but we need to magnify her beauty.

Even if it is a raw photo, the flaws should be as subtle as possible.

Volume refers to your body shape, your measurements, body shape, and curves. In order to look good on camera and catch the public's attention, today's stylists like to highlight the bust and buttocks. Even if the conditions are poor, they will pad or squeeze them.

It's neither fish nor fowl, and it's fake sexy."

Liu Yifei smiled and felt that her friend Jiang Beicheng spoke in a humorous and entertaining way.

"If you only look for volume in these two areas, this stylist is more suitable for those who are on the edge of the influencer. Everything is too much or too little. The stylist's job is to coordinate and integrate the body shape, pursuing authenticity without losing beauty."

Lao Pi picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. He looked at Liu Yifei and paused for a moment, "The third dimension, the feeling of movement and stillness.

There is no specific answer, it is invisible and intangible, it all depends on the stylist's feeling.

There are only a handful of stylists in China who are good at this.”

Said to Liu Yifei: "All the stylists you've worked with, including Director Wei, haven't done a good job."

Liu Yifei interpreted Lao Pi's "feeling" as a pinnacle of plastic art.

Only after reaching a certain height can one see through things with a keen eye.

It can also be used to add the finishing touch.

Jiang Beicheng curiously asked Lao Pi: "Why weren't you the styling director of CX Studio back then?"

Lao Pi smiled and said, "My personality is not popular with the capitalists."

Jiang Beicheng smiled and patted Lao Pi on the shoulder to show his understanding.

He is an investor now and knows what kind of investment targets he likes.

People with Lao Pi's personality easily become isolated.

No wonder he was the one to take the blame in the end.

"OK, I leave this to you, Lao Pi." Jiang Beicheng stood up and went to rest.

Lao Pi grabbed him and said, “You called me from Jiangnan City to help you late at night, and you go to rest. Do you have the nerve to do that?

You have to accompany me during the all-night work."

I feel a little unbalanced.

Jiang Beicheng looked at Liu Yifei and nodded, "Okay, I'll accompany you."

Liu Yifei said politely, "Thank you for your hard work these past two days, Teacher.

I will pay you a satisfactory reward."

"Don't talk to me about money. If you want to thank someone, thank your friend Mr. Jiang." Lao Pi said directly: "I came here to help him out of his emergency. He naturally knows how to repay me!"

Liu Yifei was a little bit unbelievable. This was the first time she met a stylist who didn't talk about money or remuneration.

In his eyes, fame and fortune are like floating clouds.

Just pursuing friendship.

This kind of friendship is actually the hardest to repay, making Liu Yifei feel that she owes Jiang Beicheng again.

In fact, for the relationship between Jiang Beicheng and Lao Pi, it’s just a box of cigars or a cup of coffee.

Each circle has different standards for measuring the importance of friendship.

Jiang Beicheng knew Lao Pi too well. He had no interest in fame and fortune now. After leaving the entertainment industry, he made money in the internet celebrity circle for a few years, which was enough for him to live a leisurely life in Jiangnan City for the rest of his life.

Besides, the studio he opened is also open to the public, it just depends on his mood.

Jiang Beicheng has many friends like this.

When I was young, I was extremely talented and ambitious. I reached a certain level, but I couldn't go any higher. I encountered all kinds of bad things and finally gave up. Anyway, I had enough money to live a free life.

Make a group of sincere friends, it is a waste of life to be heartless.

"Beibei! I can only repay your favor." Liu Yifei said to Jiang Beicheng with a smile.

Jiang Beicheng waved his hand: "You already call me Beibei, why are you still being polite to me?

It’s getting late, you guys are busy, I’ll take a nap on the sofa.”

"Go to my room and sleep! You've been so busy lately." Liu Yifei said considerately.

This hotel suite has only three bedrooms. The assistants are resting in the other two bedrooms. We can't let Jiang Beicheng squeeze in with the assistants.

Lao Pi wanted to drag him here again, so he had no choice but to let him sleep in his own room.

"Don't you mind?" Jiang Beicheng asked Liu Yifei with a smile.

Liu Yifei laughed and said, "You already said you're Beibei, do you still care about these things?"

Jiang Beicheng nodded and went directly to Liu Yifei's bedroom.

Liu Yifei suddenly realized that she had just rummaged through the suitcase and had not had time to pack it up.

It’s not that I’m afraid Jiang Beicheng will feel messy, but there are some personal belongings on the bed.

She got up and chased after him, quickly put away the underwear and nightgown on the bed, and smiled at Jiang Beicheng: "You take a rest!"

"Good taste!" Jiang Beicheng joked.

"Nonsense!" Liu Yifei smiled confidently.

Jiang Beicheng fell directly onto her bed.

I guess she won't be able to rest tonight, and she should move to another apartment to rest tomorrow night.

When he woke up, he vaguely smelled a fragrance.

He moved his nose.

When I opened my eyes, Liu Yifei was lying next to me, but she was wearing clothes.

She really doesn't mind.

Jiang Beicheng glanced at the time. It was half past five in the morning.

Without disturbing her, he stood up and walked to the living room, sitting with Lao Pi and drinking tea.

"Come to my room and rest for a while?" Jiang Beicheng greeted out of concern.

"Do you think I'm in the way?" Lao Pi said with a smile.

Jiang Beicheng knew what he was talking about, "Friendship!"

Lao Pi nodded and emphasized, "We're friends now! I don't know what will happen in the future."

Jiang Beicheng didn't explain.

Liu Yifei rested for a while, then continued to put on makeup and prepare her look for lunch to attend the opening ceremony of Beicheng Hotel.

"When did Xixi go in?" Jiang Beicheng asked Lao Pi.

"Half an hour ago, after trying on clothes, I was too tired to bear it any longer, so I lay on the sofa for a while. When I felt uncomfortable, I went in." Lao Pi said truthfully.

Jiang Beicheng nodded: "Are you satisfied with you?"

Lao Pi smiled faintly and said, "You'll know the result tomorrow."

The smile is full of confidence.

"Alright! Since you're here, why not come over to the event tomorrow night? If you're interested, I'll have Mall hire you as fashion director and give you shares!"

"No, I'm not interested at all. I'm just here to celebrate the opening of your restaurant in Shanghai and lend a hand. Please don't make me work like a slave for you!"

"Okay, okay, I won't force you!"

The two drank tea for a while and then went downstairs to have a cigarette and get some fresh air.

Liu Yifei rested for two or three hours. When she woke up and looked back, Jiang Beicheng had already left.

He came out and asked his assistant, "Where are Mr. Jiang and Lao Pi?"

"He was just drinking tea outside!" The assistant said, "Maybe he went to Mr. Jiang's room!"

As they were chatting, Jiang Beicheng and Lao Pi rang the doorbell.

"Awake?" Jiang Beicheng saw that it was Liu Yifei who opened the door and joked, "You actually fell asleep? You trust me so much?"

Liu Yifei glanced at the people in the room and said with a smile, "They are all my people. What can you do?"

(End of this chapter)