Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

1 hour later.

The driver parked the Rolls-Royce steadily in front of a large house full of futuristic design.

The assistant got out of the car first and helped open the door.

"Master, please slow down."

"Um."

Lagerfeld got out of the car, straightened his collar, and walked to the studio in high spirits.

…

His studio is located in the most prosperous area of ​​country m.

In an area where every inch of land is precious, he not only owns a duplex villa with an area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters, but he also chose the most prime location and left a blank area at the door to raise a pond of precious goldfish. It is quite quiet and outstanding. Strong style.

Lagerfeld walked into the studio accompanied by his assistant. According to past practice, everyone was busy in their respective positions at this point.

However, what was strange today was that when they walked in, most of the people gathered together in small groups, discussing in low voices, and exclaimed from time to time.

Until they all came in.

Only the small group near the door noticed them and quickly dispersed like birds and beasts.

He even warned others.

"The master is here."

"Hello, Master Lagerfeld."

"Hello, sir."

The other people gathered together seemed to have seen a ghost and quickly dispersed, returning to their workstations and seemingly busy with their work as usual.

But out of the corner of his eye, he kept glancing in their direction.

Faced with this situation, Lagerfeld also frowned, his face darkened slightly, and he strode towards his private workroom at the end.

When the assistant saw this, he deliberately took a step slowly and did not follow immediately.

He found a nearby colleague with whom he had a good relationship, leaned close to him, and asked in a low voice: "What were you talking about just now that made the master angry?"

"This..." Who knew that his colleague was hesitant about Nini and looked embarrassed about telling him.

The assistant patted him on the shoulder and said cheerfully: "I know even if you don't tell me. Have you seen the press conference?"

He thought that everyone in the studio had seen the news about the press conference, so they would gather together in small groups to chat about gossip.

Unexpectedly, his colleague who had a good relationship with him raised his head with surprise: "What press conference? Whose press conference? Which celebrity is still in the circle?"

"?"

The assistant was confused by his question.

Make eye contact with him: "Aren't you talking about a press conference? Then what are you talking about."

That colleague usually had a good relationship with him, and he also understood how difficult it was for him to be Master Lagerfeld's assistant.

There was a slight hesitation on his face, but he kindly took out his tablet, searched it, and quietly handed it to his assistant.

"Look at this."

"What is this?"

The assistant took it and looked down, his expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.

"this!"

The colleague hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't look at me, I didn't break the news. I've only been here a long time, and I don't know this."

"This news just came out on the Internet, only an hour ago?" His colleague kindly pointed him to the time when the news was released.

The assistant nervously held his tablet and said hurriedly: "Borrow it for me, I want to show it to the master."

After he finished speaking, he didn't care whether the colleague wanted it or not. He took the tablet and hurriedly went to find Lagerfeld.

*

Lagerfeld's separate studio.

He was lying on an expensive independent sofa to rest. He closed his eyes tightly and raised his hands to rest on his eyes. He looked a little dizzy and drowsy after drinking a lot.