This design exchange meeting is held once a year, each lasting two days.
On the first day, the major designers in the fashion industry gathered at the scene to exchange and compare their design works.
The next day, the designers attended a fashion dinner together, filled with talent. It was a grand event for the fashion industry.
Originally, this design exchange event was an annual occurrence with nothing particularly special about it.
However, this year, rumors circulated that Ivy Sundrew, the chief designer who retired from G.Y., would attend the event.
As soon as this news spread, it instantly caused a sensation in the design world. Many well-known foreign designers rushed over. After all, it was Ivy, a legend in the fashion design industry. Who wouldn't want to meet them?
In the morning.
When Victoria set off for the exchange meeting, Carl insisted on going with her.
"Victoria, let me go with you to broaden my horizons! Since I have no work today, let me be your driver and take you there!"
Victoria was puzzled, "Why are you so idle? Why is your brother so busy?"
Carl was not ashamed to admit it, he said proudly, "I'm born to play, nothing else!"
Victoria muttered to herself.
It's evident from your name.
Carl raised his brows, hooked his index finger around his sunglasses, and twirled around in the air,
"Actually, Jack has been busy with charity donations these past two days. Moore Corporation donates to orphanages, poverty-stricken mountain areas, and other places every year, doing some public welfare within its capabilities."
Victoria nodded, "I see, that's a good thing."
She also donated to orphanages and other places every year.
After all, she first grew up in an orphanage and then had the opportunity to be adopted by her grandparents.
If it weren't for the orphanage, she might have died outside a long time ago. Since she had the ability and money, she donated to orphanages and other places every year.
Carl paused, his expression suddenly becoming serious, "Victoria Jack donates to orphanages and such places every year, largely because of your childhood experiences…"
"Jack… truly keeps everything about you in his heart."
The moment those words fell, Victoria's heartstrings were pulled.
Immediately after, her heart felt like it was wrapped in a warm softness.
So, every year, Jack insists on these charitable donations because of her childhood experiences...
"Let's go, let's go, Victoria. I'm doing nothing today, so let me be your dedicated driver, especially escorting you."
Victoria glanced at his extremely flashy pink sports car, indicating her lack of enthusiasm.
Carl immediately grunted, "Victoria, you can't underestimate my little pink! Haven't you heard that pink is the color a real man should use?"
Victoria shook her head in silence...
Carl opened the car door, pulled Victoria, and tried to push her into the car, "Victoria, get in quickly. This is my beloved little pink, not just anyone I would carry!"
Victoria sighed, finally yielding...
Design exchange meeting venue.
Arnold was waiting for Victoria outside the venue.
Suddenly, a flashy pink sports car flickered and stopped in front of him. Arnold's eyelids twitched fiercely.
Which idiot's car was this?
Then, Arnold saw Victoria and a suave man getting out of the car.
As soon as Carl saw Arnold, he immediately became vigilant. This was the wild man who called his Victoria dear!
Victoria introduced the two of them to each other.
"This is Arnold Phillips, my friend."
"This is Carl Carter, he's also my friend."
Arnold noticed that Carl seemed hostile towards him, but he still reached out to Carl. His blue eyes were as pure as the sea, and the corners of his lips hooked up. "Hello."
Carl shook hands with him nonchalantly.
After shaking hands, Arnold looked at Victoria and said, "It's almost time, let's go into the venue."
Victoria nodded, "Let's go."
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