Chapter 41 Stay here!

The weather gradually became hotter, and the silk shirt he had just changed into was wet with sweat in a short while. Ai Fei sat behind his desk and did his homework with a group of female tailors' pen tips that could not be understood by them. In the eyes of these girls, he seemed to be drawing some stories, but they couldn't understand them, whether it was the words or pictures inside: they should be words that only Japanese people could appreciate?

"Dingling! Dingling!" Monica walked over and opened the door. There was a girl she didn't know stood outside. She seemed to be Asian, and she wouldn't be Japanese like Mr. Ike, right?

"Do you... have anything I can help you?"

"………??" The girl opposite said a few words, but Monica couldn't understand a single word: "Mr. Ike?"

Ai Fei quickly put down his pencil and ran out: "What's the matter?" After seeing the girl at the door clearly, he was shocked: "Yugong? Why are you here? Shouldn't you have returned to China?"

"I... can't?"

"What?"

Yumiya stared at him, her eyes full of firmness: "I can't leave Mr. President...even if it's your order, it won't work!"

“Eh?”

"I mean, I don't want to leave you! Even your order and your request will not work! So, please forgive my willfulness, I want to stay by your side! Please forgive me!"

Ai Fei sighed long and said, "You... Come in first. Monica, this is mine... When I was in Japan, please pour her a glass of water. The weather is too hot." He looked back at Yumiya Iko and said in Japanese: "Aomiya, come in with me."

Sitting in his office, Ai Fei stared at her beautiful face full of sweat: "Tell me, what's going on? Why do you suddenly stay again?"

“…………”

"Okay, I know, you don't want to leave me. So, do you know about this decision, Fujikun and the others?"

"Hi Yi!" This time Yumiya Iko spoke: "I have already told them. Moreover, I made the decision when the ship was about to leave Los Angeles. They... should have already boarded the ship by now."

"Aiguchi, you have added a lot of trouble to me, you know. Bo? You hardly speak English,... Alas, don't cry, okay, if you want to stay, stay. Anyway, I will go back to Japan in a few days, so you will go back with me at that time?"

"You want to go back?"

"Yes, didn't you last time. Did you tell me about it? I've been out for too long and I'm worried about my parents' health. Moreover, during this period, the studio's work has been on track. As long as there are a few professional tailors in the United States, I can basically maintain the situation. I want to take this opportunity to go back and visit my parents. You...will you go back with me?"

“…” Yumiya Jingzi thought for a while: “I think…I can stay.”

"Stay? I'm leaving. What are you doing?" Ai Fei was really reluctant: "Hey, Yumiya, don't mess with me! This place is not as good as Japan. If you don't mention the language environment, even the lifestyle is very different from Japan. If you are a single woman, it's easy to have problems! Also, Xiao Xunjun is also looking forward to you going back? You won't even ignore your own son, right?"

Yumiya Jingzi's mouth was flattened: "Okay, but when you come back, I will come back with you."

"Let's talk about this matter then. Have you... had lunch?...No? Then, wait a moment, I'll take you out for dinner."

After saying hello to Monica and others, Ai Fei took Yumiya Jingzi to go out for lunch. Who knew that as soon as he opened the door, he saw the bad face of the assistant named Andrew: "Hey? Mr. Andrew? Is there anything wrong with coming to me?"

Andrew walked slowly into his studio, glanced around with disgust, and took out an envelope from his pocket: "I really hate my work."

“………?”

"After our research and evaluation, your design has been selected and has become a clothing sample that will be used in the video. This is a notice to you."

Ai Fei opened the envelope and the letter inside was about informing him that the costumes he designed for "Roman Holiday" were unanimously recognized by the crew and had the opportunity to further cooperate with the crew. He hoped to get his written reply before May 22 and design the final makeup draft for the costumes needed by the crew.

After reading the letter, he folded it gently and put it in his pocket: "So, Mr. Andrew, when can I go to the crew?"

“The faster the better.”

Ai Fei translated it for Yugong: "Okay, I will design and create the clothing as quickly as possible. Well, today's time is probably not good. The day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow I will take the made clothing to the hotel."

"Okay, goodbye." Andrew didn't want to say anything more to him, turned around and left, and stopped him again: "Please wait!"

“………?”

"Mr. Andrew, I'm sorry for your father's affairs."

Andrew's eyebrows immediately frowned: "Sorry? This is what you want to tell me? You actually want me to accept a Japanese apology?"

"Yes, Mr. Andrew, I don't want to say how much harm this incident caused to your family,..."

"Do you have anything else to say? No more? Then goodbye!"

Seeing Andrew disappear from his face with anger, Ai Fei sighed: "Yugong, let's go for dinner?"

Grace came to New York this time to shoot a print advertisement. The invitation was cosmetics from Estee Lauder, which had just become a big hit in the American market. This kind of work was not new to her. She only took three mornings to complete the other party's request. She could have left New York like this, but for some reason, she suddenly changed her mind: she insisted on staying in New York for a few more days. The crowd could not resist her and had to obey her orders.

The heat waves in the hotel room were also steeping, making people feel uncomfortable as if they were needle-punched. Looking at Robbie, Albert lit a cigarette on his own and sucked it as if no one was around. Grace suddenly thought of the Japanese who even asked for the lady’s opinion before smoking: "Gentlemen? Don't you think you should ask for the lady’s opinion first before lighting a cigarette?"

Robbie choked by the smoke, and in a violent cough, he burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha! Miss Kelly, this is the funniest joke you have ever played! Hahahaha!"

Not only did he, but even Albert smiled, but the cigarette in his hand did not stop sucking for a moment: "Grace, dear, why did you think of such a strange question?"

Grace suddenly felt extremely bored. She stood up slowly and reached out to grab her hand and said, "I want to go out once."

"Oh, I'll be with you." Robbie immediately snatched out the cigarette and was about to get up.

"No, no, Robbie, I just want to walk by myself. Oh, Linda, you don't have to follow me either. I'll be back soon."

"Miss Kelly, are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"So, please let me call you a taxi?"

This time, Grace did not refuse.

It seemed that there was some guidance in the dark. Grace asked the taxi to take her to Ai Fei's studio and sent her away. The girl slowly walked into the studio, and then watched Ai Fei hold her hands together and directed the girls to cut the needed materials according to the requirements of the drawings: "This is made for a princess! The girls, of course, are just princesses in the film. However, they should still try to improve as much as possible."

"……………” A girl who looked like an Asian suddenly said something to her, but Grace couldn't understand a word. While staring at the other party, Ai Fei turned around and said, "Miss Kelly? Are you here? Is it for clothing?"

“Uh…yes.”

"Monica? Put down the princess's clothes first and take out her customized outfit for Miss Kelly. Well, if you are willing to try it, please go to the fitting room."

Monica launched a small car with wheels, which were filled with clothes racks. The girl who pushed the cart put the car in front of Grace and signaled that she could choose herself. Grace absent-mindedly chose a dark blue satin dress with Chinese embroidery at the waist, but held it in her hand without moving her footsteps: "Mr. Ike?"

“Yes, ma’am?”

"I would like to ask you a question?"

"What? As long as I can answer, it's OK."

"If...I am you, do you have to ask the lady for advice before every time you smoke?"

"Yes, if there is a lady in front of me." Ai Fei almost subconsciously gave the answer: "But to be honest, I rarely smoke in front of women, especially when my secretary is present. Oh, by the way, my secretary is the Japanese lady you just saw. She opposes me to smoke the most, so if you can, please don't tell her that I used to smoke in front of you."

With a word, several girls who could understand smiled at the same time, and there was only one Yumiya Jingzi who couldn't understand. He blinked his eyes and looked at this and then that.

Grace restrained her smile: "But why? I mean, why should I get the lady's consent?"

"Is this... your question too?" After receiving the other party's affirmative answer, Ai Fei scratched his head with a wry smile: "I never thought about why, but, isn't the respect for others, well, especially women the minimum politeness a man should have? Or are you...?"

Just get such an answer. Grace said to herself. A smile flew out from her face, which was originally slightly hard, adding a touching beauty to this girl who was already unparalleled: "Thank you for your answer. Oh, where is the fitting room?"

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Chapter completed!