Hello Mr. King

“I didn’t say I don’t want it.” Deng Yang was annoyed. “I didn’t ask for this because I know you’re not here, but can you at least have a bit of understanding?”

Yun Xiangxiang was embarrassed. “W…well, shall I work tomorrow morning then? I need to fly back tomorrow night.”

If she left tomorrow night, it would be the night of the second in China. She could go back to her campus in time for the reopening on the third.

“Why is your schedule so packed? Why did you come here this time?” Yun Xiangxiang only had one endorsement in New York; this fashion shop didn’t count as one.

She wouldn’t be in this much of a hurry if she were attending a release event.

“I’m here to borrow some diamonds for my filming,” Yun Xiangxiang didn’t hide it from Deng Yang.

“You’re borrowing diamonds?” Deng Yang frowned. “You can ask MonRoe to send them over. They have some special way to send them.”

You don’t have to come here yourself in such a hurry, coming straight from Venice.

“I’m borrowing the Star of Peace.” Yun Xiangxiang smiled. “It’s inconvenient for them to send it to me,” she answered.

Deng Yang was shocked. “What did you borrow?”

“The Star of Peace,” Yun Xiangxiang repeated.

“MonRoe trusts you, don’t they?” They even lent you the face of their brand.

“Because I’m pretty. Nobody’s going to refuse a request from someone as pretty as I am.” Yun Xiangxiang was full of herself.

She couldn’t tell her about using the golden diamond as collateral, since that would be too complicated, so she just tried to be humorous about it.

Deng Yang was a smart person. She knew something deeper was involved in this, perhaps even on the level of trade secrets. That did not concern her, so she stopped asking. Instead, she asked Yun Xiangxiang about her film.

Yun Xiangxiang talked about the outlines of “Flying Sky” and “Soar to the Sky” to Deng Yang.

To her surprise, Deng Yang was interested in “Soaring to the Sky.””I’ll sponsor the clothes for the film.” She grabbed Yun Xiangxiang.

“Huh?” Yun Xiangxiang did not expect Deng Yang to talk about this.

“The female protagonist will be spending a lot of time in a rich family in this film. You told me Wei Shanwen would be spending a lot of effort on creating the feeling of extravagance. And I think your film needs a haute couture designer.” Deng Yang’s eyes glinted. “I can take part in the film’s production.”

“It’s a good suggestion.” He Wei agreed after mulling it over. “If we want to go global; if we want this film to shine internationally, good attire is important.

There was an important award in the Oscars—Fashion Designer Award.

Deng Yang was probably aiming for this award. “Sister Yang, Director Wei does have the idea to push this film internationally.” Yun Xiangxiang realized it. “But I don’t think a lot of Chinese films were awarded the Oscars…”

They were only awarded the best foreign film award or the best filming award, while everything else was just nominated.

Yun Xiangxiang knew if Deng Yang got the best fashion design award, that would mean fame and fortune for her.

But it wasn’t easy, perhaps only having a slightly higher chance than Yun Xiangxiang getting the best actress award.

“It’s not that, Xianxgxiang. I don’t know about films, but I did talk with a lot of the people in the film industry.”

Deng Yang was firmly optimistic about “Soaring to the Sky.”””The King’s Plan” managed to have such results overseas because of its magnificent scenes, as well as Lu Jin and Wu Zhao’s fame.”

“Most foreigners don’t understand China’s sentiments and history, so they don’t understand why the historical figures did what they did. Heck, even our new generation doesn’t know why either.”

“But “Soar to the Sky” is different. Anyone can understand its plot, as well as loving it.

I think this film has a great future, so I want to be its fashion designer. Trust me. I’ll make your film shine brighter.”

“I’ll ask Director Wei to do the negotiations with you then.” Yun Xiangxiang liked the plot of “Soar to the Sky,” but she didn’t anticipate it as much as Deng Yang did.

Nobody could afford Deng Yang’s price even when she was down and out, let alone now when she was already making a comeback.

There was a weakness in the Sinosphere films: They didn’t pay too much attention to the attire. Even if they did, the most they would ask was for it to fit the era.

There were some who did, but they rarely designed every costume meticulously. Even big productions ignored this part of the film.

TV dramas cared less about that. Some claimed to have ordered a ton of custom-made dresses, but those were just marketing stunts.

Some hired masters of the craft to make the costumes, but most audiences wouldn’t care for it even if they used it.

The audience would think that as long as the film was great, the protagonists were pretty enough, they could accept everything else. Creating beautiful costumes would be a waste of money for them.

It was precisely because the audience didn’t ask much from the costumes, the production team would not be that strict on this part, unlike how they would go toward the scenes since that was what the audience would want.

Even so, more teams were paying attention to this, even though most of them were dramas set in ancient eras.

Most modern films got their costumes from their sponsors, while some called it from their actors.

“Oh, everything’s negotiable with your film.” Deng Yang would give Wei Shanwen an acceptable price.

She wouldn’t care even if she would lose money, as all investments are risky. Nobody could predict if they would make or lose money.

It was fortunate that “Soar to the Sky” was still in its preparation phase to take more than half a year. It wouldn’t take up much of her time.

“Tell me if you are going to play in this kind of film after this.” Deng Yan had decided to follow Yun Xiangxiang.

“I might be unable to help sometimes,” Yun Xiangxiang had to declare the disclaimer.

She had the chips to ask He Wei to tell Wei Shanwen about this because he borrowed the villa for the filming.

If it were any other director—for example, Wu Zhao—she would feel awkward if she asked about it. If she were to play in foreign films, Yun Xiangxiang wouldn’t even attempt to request this.

“You don’t have to do it. Just tell me about the film, and I’ll talk to them if I think it’s fine.” Deng Yang didn’t want to make it hard for Yun Xiangxiang.

With her participation in “Soar to the Sky,” at least she would have experience and a piece of work where she took part in. Even if it failed to achieve what she wanted, it would be a good start nonetheless.

If her resumé looked good, it would be easier for her to take jobs.

Yun Xiangxiang chatted with Deng Yang a bit more, talking about the promo ad photoshoot work the next day before she stood up to leave. It was already late, and she had a dinner appointment with Austin.

But when she was about to leave, a receptionist came over quickly. “Sister Yang,” she said to Deng Yang anxiously. “Madam Fan’s maid called us. She said Madam Fan is hospitalized because she got an allergic reaction from wearing our dress.