sinovels Chapter 360 Rival
Chapter 360 Rival
The manor on the outskirts of Han City was very quiet at night.
After taking a shower, Li Mengli lay on the large bed in her room. She picked up her phone and saw a new message on WeChat.
It was sent by Lu Wenzhou.
"Mengli, how did you feel at the manor today? Did the stylists who designed your look go well?"
Li Mengli replied with a smile on her phone: "It went very smoothly. The masters my dad invited are really amazing. They are very dedicated to their work. The French hairstylist, Pierre, is also very humorous. I didn't feel tired at all today."
Lu Wenzhou sat in his office, and when he saw Li Mengli's reply, his brows twitched slightly. Especially upon seeing the name "Pierre," he felt a strange, indescribable emotion.
He knew Pierre was one of France's top hairstylists, internationally renowned. Lu Wenzhou himself was also very interested in fashion, and he certainly didn't want to miss the opportunity to exchange ideas with these international masters.
More importantly, he wanted to see Li Mengli.
Lu Wenzhou, holding his phone, immediately replied, "Really? These masters are indeed hard to meet. I happen to have no work scheduled for tomorrow, so could I visit them at the manor? I can also check out your new look while I'm at it."
Upon seeing the message, Li Mengli agreed without hesitation.
"Okay, just come over tomorrow. My dad said you're a guest in our family, you can come anytime."
Lu Wenzhou was overjoyed to see that Li Mengli had agreed. He immediately replied with a goodnight message and then began to look forward to the next day.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Li Ze sat in the courtyard outside the manor hall. He was dressed in a gray, high-end casual suit, basking in the sun. He held the string of beads in his right hand, his thumb moving them one by one, his expression very relaxed.
At that moment, a black car drove into the manor gate.
The car door opened, and Lu Wenzhou stepped out. He was wearing a very well-fitting suit today, looking very smart and composed.
Upon seeing Li Ze sitting in the courtyard, Lu Wenzhou immediately strode over. He bowed respectfully to Li Ze and said loudly, "Uncle Li, good morning. I came here today specifically to see Meng Li and also to pay my respects to the international masters you invited."
Li Ze opened his eyes and looked at Lu Wenzhou standing in front of him. He smiled slightly, the beads in his hand continuing to spin. He knew Lu Wenzhou's intentions, of course; this young man had come for his daughter.
Li Ze spoke in a very easygoing tone, with the humor of a middle-aged man, and said, "Wen Zhou is here. You're quite the informant. Visiting the master was just an excuse; you really came to see our Meng Li, didn't you?"
Lu Wenzhou blushed slightly when Li Ze so directly exposed his thoughts. However, he did not deny it and answered very honestly, "Uncle Li, you are right. I am indeed very concerned about Mengli. I also want to see how her preparations are going today."
Li Ze stood up and patted Lu Wenzhou on the shoulder twice. He smiled and said, "Alright, it's normal for young people to have such thoughts. Go on in, Mengli is in the hall. The masters are in there too."
Lu Wenzhou nodded, politely said thank you, and then turned and walked into the hall.
The lights in the lobby were very bright.
As soon as Lu Wenzhou entered, he saw more than twenty foreign masters working inside. He immediately recognized several of them as very famous figures in the international fashion world.
Lu Wenzhou was extremely excited. Although he was usually very wealthy, gathering all these masters together was still a very difficult task. He stepped forward and greeted several masters he knew in fluent English. The masters responded warmly to Lu Wenzhou.
After exchanging greetings, Lu Wenzhou immediately searched for Li Mengli's figure in the hall.
Soon, he saw Li Mengli on the middle dressing chair.
Li Mengli was still wearing very beautiful clothes today, and she sat there very quietly.
However, when Lu Wenzhou saw the man standing behind Li Mengli, he stopped in his tracks.
That person was Pierre, a French hairstylist.
Pierre was fixing Li Mengli's hair at that moment. However, his actions made Lu Wenzhou feel very uncomfortable.
Pierre stood very close to Li Mengli. He gently picked up a strand of Li Mengli's hair, his movements extremely slow, as if it were not hair, but some very precious treasure.
Pierre wore an exaggerated smile. While fixing his hair, he kept talking to Li Mengli through the translator beside him.
The translator's voice was very loud, and Lu Wenzhou, standing not far away, could hear it clearly.
"Miss Li, you look even more beautiful this morning than yesterday. Your eyes are as bright as the stars in the sky. I even dreamt of your smile last night."
Li Mengli sat in her chair, listening to the translator's very direct praise. Feeling a little embarrassed, she smiled and said, "Pierre, you're so kind. Thank you."
Pierre smiled even more broadly upon hearing Li Mengli's reply. He immediately put down the comb he was holding and walked to the table next to him.
He poured a glass of warm water and added a little fresh lemon juice. He carefully carried the glass to Li Mengli.
Pierre said very gently, "Miss Li, you must be thirsty after talking so much. Please have some lemon water; it's something I prepared for you. It can make your skin better."
Li Mengli took the water glass and said very politely, "Thank you, Pierre. You're so thoughtful."
Lu Wenzhou stood there, watching all of this. His hands had somehow become clenched into fists.
He is a very intelligent man, and he is also a man who is pursuing Li Mengli.
He could tell at a glance. Pierre wasn't doing his job properly at all.
What hairstylist would praise a customer so extravagantly? What hairstylist would go and pour water and add lemon juice?
Pierre's eyes, Pierre's movements, and the words he spoke.
All of this clearly illustrates one thing.
This French man has feelings for Li Mengli. He is pursuing her.
A strong sense of crisis immediately rose in Lu Wenzhou's heart.
He originally thought his biggest advantage was his knowledge of fashion, which would help Li Mengli walk the runway in New York.
Now, a French man has appeared who can be in close contact with Li Mengli every day. And this man is French; the French are known for their romance and sweet talk.
Lu Wenzhou was very unhappy. He strode towards Li Mengli.
"Mengli." Lu Wenzhou walked up to Li Mengli and called her name loudly.
Hearing the voice, Li Mengli turned around. Seeing that it was Lu Wenzhou, a very happy smile immediately appeared on her face.
"Lu Wenzhou! You're here. Look, what do you think of the hairstyle Pierre designed for me?" Li Mengli asked with a smile.
Seeing Li Mengli's happy expression, Lu Wenzhou's anger subsided slightly. He nodded and replied in a very calm voice, "Very beautiful. Mengli, you are already very pretty, and any hairstyle suits you."
Pierre turned his head at this moment. He looked at Lu Wenzhou with a hint of wariness in his eyes.
The female makeup artist had already told him yesterday that Lu Wenzhou was a very wealthy young master and a suitor of Li Mengli.
Pierre straightened his back. He did not back down because of Lu Wenzhou's appearance.
Pierre looked at Lu Wenzhou and said loudly in English, "Mr. Lu, hello. Miss Li's hair is the best I've ever seen. I will definitely create the most perfect piece of work for her in the world."
Lu Wenzhou looked at Pierre and replied in English, "Then I'll have to trouble you. Mengli's trip to New York for the fashion show is very important, so I hope you can focus all your energy on your work."
Lu Wenzhou's words were very direct. He was warning Pierre not to have any other thoughts and to focus on his work.
Pierre shrugged when he heard this. He had a very confident smile on his face.
He looked at Lu Wenzhou and answered very directly, "Of course I will do my job well. But outside of work, I am also very willing to do anything for Miss Li. That is my freedom."
Pierre's words brought the conflict between the two men into the open.
Lu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes. He looked at Pierre but didn't say anything more. However, he knew very well that this Frenchman was definitely a very difficult opponent to deal with.
At this moment, Li Ze walked in from outside the door.
He had just finished sunbathing in the yard and wanted to come in to check on things.
As soon as he stepped into the hall, he sensed the very awkward atmosphere between Lu Wenzhou and Pierre.
Li Ze is a seasoned veteran in his forties. He's seen all kinds of people in the business world.
He only glanced at Lu Wenzhou's clenched fist and Pierre's defiant gaze.
He immediately understood what was going on.
Li Ze couldn't help but laugh to himself.
"Haha, this is getting interesting. These two young men are actually fighting over my precious daughter."
Li Ze found this whole thing hilarious.
His daughter is so beautiful and has such a good personality, it's perfectly normal for her to have suitors.
Whether it's Lu Wenzhou or this Frenchman Pierre, as long as they dare to treat Mengli badly, Li Ze can make them regret it at any time.
However, Li Ze did not intend to interfere while they were pursuing their goals normally.
Let these two young people compete. Only through comparison can we see who is truly sincere towards Mengli.
Li Ze, with beads twirling in his hand, slowly walked up to them.
He looked at Lu Wenzhou, then at Pierre. He pretended not to know anything.
Li Ze spoke loudly and casually, "What are you all talking about here? Why are you so serious? Do you have some different opinions about Meng Li's look?"
When Lu Wenzhou saw Li Ze walking over, he quickly loosened his fist.
He replied very respectfully, "Uncle Li, I have no objection. Mr. Pierre's technique is excellent. We were just exchanging some views on fashion."
Pierre understood Li Ze's words through the translator and nodded politely to him. He knew this was the boss, and also Li Mengli's father.
Pierre said loudly, "Mr. Li, your daughter is exceptional. I am wholeheartedly dedicated to serving her."
Li Ze smiled and nodded. He looked at Lu Wenzhou and said in a very friendly tone, "Wenzhou, since you're here today, why don't you stay for lunch at the manor? I'll have the kitchen prepare some good dishes. We can have a good chat."
Lu Wenzhou was overjoyed when Li Ze invited him to stay for dinner. He felt it was a sign of Li Ze's approval.
He quickly and loudly replied, "Okay, Uncle Li. Thank you very much for your invitation."
Pierre listened from the side. Although he couldn't understand Chinese, he learned through the translator that Lu Wenzhou was staying for dinner.
Pierre's eyes flickered. He thought to himself, "It doesn't matter. Even if you have a good relationship with Miss Li's family, I won't give up. I will definitely win Miss Li over with my passion."
The atmosphere in the hall became very subtle.
Li Mengli sat in the chair. She didn't actually notice the subtle rivalry between Lu Wenzhou and Pierre. She thought everyone was just discussing work and were good friends.
She looked at herself in the mirror, her heart filled with anticipation for the big show in New York.
She knew that as long as these masters were around, and as long as her father supported her, she had nothing to fear.
Li Ze stood to the side. Looking at his daughter's happy face, he felt very content.
He turned his head and glanced at the old man standing next to him.
Li Ze whispered to Lao Yi, "Lao Yi, have someone keep a close eye on them. Although these two young people are competing, we absolutely cannot let them do anything to harm Meng Li. If anyone dares to cause trouble, throw them out of the manor immediately."
The old man stood very straight. Without any hesitation, he replied directly, "Understood, boss. I will protect Miss's safety."
Li Ze nodded in satisfaction. He turned and walked towards the adjacent lounge, intending to have a cup of tea.
He felt that the manor would be very lively in the next few days.
He watched the show quietly. He wanted to see who would win his daughter's heart. Whoever it was, they would have to get past him, the world's richest man.