Deliberately attack

Chapter 104
The so-called last ultimate showdown was not on public display, but opened up a place in a corner of the exhibition hall.

Going down the spiral staircase, you can just see the works of Tang Yili, Fu Zhiwen, and Mrs. Fang side by side.

The competition system is the same as mentioned before, the members of the council and Qin Sheng vote together, but none of their works have a nameplate. For a while, the ladies were a little confused.

It's totally unclear who's work is whose.

Especially Mrs. Pang, who secretly scolded her son for asking for trouble for her, and insisted on voting for Tang Yili herself, but she couldn't figure out which one it was, so she couldn't go up and break it to see if it was marked.

Such partiality was too obvious, and she was afraid that it would be difficult for Mrs. Li of the Lauder Group to explain it.

At this moment, the scene became quiet, and Mrs. Li came down from upstairs surrounded by crowds.

Perhaps the air-conditioning in the exhibition hall was blowing enough, Fu Xi couldn't help rubbing his arms, and approached Tang Yili.

"It's over, seeing Li Jiaoyang's mother's aura, I think we are going to lose."

Gao Qingqing was also not optimistic. The two of them stood beside Tang Yili, one on the left and the other on the right, which made Tang Yili a little annoyed, and whispered to them: "If I lose, it means that the beauty trick of the two of you has failed."

Fu Xi didn't speak.

Gao Qingqing wanted to laugh, but also pretended to be unhappy.

"What nonsense you say, don't let others hear it, okay?"

Just as they were talking, Qin Sheng who was standing opposite really looked over, and his eyes swept over them, making Gao Qingqing suddenly tense, as if Qin Sheng really heard it.

Zhao Meilun and Fu Zhiwen were also present. The two of them stood not far away, right next to Mrs. Li, and greeted Mrs. Li with a flattering expression. Mrs. Li glanced at Zhao Meilun lightly and ignored her completely.

Mrs. Li looked at the face of the Gu family and only exchanged greetings with Fu Zhiwen.

Check the time, everyone has arrived, Mrs. Li's assistant, a middle-aged capable lady, announced on her behalf.

"For the sake of fairness, this time the selection will be conducted in a closed manner. The name of the author will not be announced for the entries, and the judges will conduct a blind vote."

"The council consists of five wives, each with one vote. Mr. Jared Qin has two votes. Now start voting."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at me and I looked at you.

Even Tang Yili couldn't believe that, given such a good opportunity, Ms. Li Fengcaihua changed her mind and was willing to let her go.

Could it be that the wish she made to Morrowind—a prayer for a fair game—come true?

Ladies and gentlemen, there is no psychological burden this time, and they carefully comment on every clothing detail, walk around and have a look, or communicate in a low voice.

Tang Yili met Zhao Meilun's cold gaze across the head.

Everyone knows that this competition is a real talent contest.

It was only 1 minute during the voting time. Mrs. Li's assistant, holding a stack of hand cards, acted as the vote teller, and all eyes were on her.

Jun Fatty also came today, standing on the outermost edge, originally he just wanted to stand on the sidelines, but when he saw Tang Yili and Fu Xi, ready to fight, his brows and eyes lightly moved, and he actually took a stand.

The teller said softly: "The first vote is for Mrs. Gu and Fu Zhiwen's works."

The audience fell silent for a moment.

"The second vote is for Yili Clothing Works."

Fu Xi shook Tang Yili's arm lightly, but she didn't respond.

"The third vote is for Mrs. Gu and Fu Zhiwen's works."

Two to one, Zhao Meilun looked at Tang Yili contemptuously.

"The fourth vote... Mrs. Pang's vote, for Mrs. Fang's work."

Unexpectedly, the vote that could tie the game went to Mrs. Fang. Fu Xi viciously turned to look at Jun Pang. Even Jun Pang himself collapsed and covered his face with his hands.

He believes that his mother has tried her best, but her taste really needs to be improved.

"The following is Mr. Qin's vote for Yili's clothing works."

Two to three, with Yili Garment leading by one vote.

The last vote was Mrs. Li, whether it was a tie or a win, it all depended on this vote.

Gao Qingqing leaned over and whispered to Tang Yili: "Tell me, can Mrs. Li recognize which one is our dress?"

This means, they all understand that as long as they recognize it, they will definitely not vote for them.

If Mrs. Li voted for Fu Zhiwen and there was a tie, Mrs. Pang had no choice but to vote again, and let her choose between Yili Garment and Fu Zhiwen's works...

From Mrs. Pang's point of view, the result is hard to say.

Tang Yili was not sure, but his nerves were stretched like a fully drawn bow.

The arrow is on the string, whether it can hit it, only overnight.

"For the last vote, Mrs. Li and Ms. Li Fengcaihua voted for... Yili's clothing works."

Crack, the arrow hits the red heart.

The ladies around applauded softly, not very enthusiastically, showing reserved and noble affirmation.

Tang Yili smiled lightly and responded to the congratulations one by one.

Gao Qingqing and Fu Xi secretly shook hands happily.

Then Fu Xi raised his eyes to look at Jun Pang, not knowing when he had left, the smile disappeared immediately, and his face was full of disappointment.

Mrs. Li came over with someone, but simply congratulated her, she went through the motions very happily, and she was very happy to lead people away.

Zhao Meilun and Fu Zhiwen didn't even bother to leave the cutscene, their faces were stiff, and they nodded to Tang Yili from a distance, congratulating them, let the latter two join hands, and quickly left the encirclement, not knowing where they went.

Only Qin Sheng, who was sincerely happy for them, stretched out his hand and shook hands with the victorious ladies one by one, and finally it was Tang Yili's turn.

Qin Sheng took a step forward unawares, stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Tang Yili, congratulations."

Tang Yili smiled lightly and said, "Thank you, Teacher Qin."

"You can still call me Jared, or Qin Sheng."

Two hands, one big and one small, just lightly clasped. Qin Sheng should be the kind of person who seldom does outdoor activities. His skin is cold and white. On the back of his hands, there are a few blue blood vessels with clear veins.

Neither of them mentioned it before, as if this was the first time the two met, shaking hands, exchanging names, friendly and harmonious.

"But I still prefer to call you Teacher Qin."

Tang Yili remained calm and withdrew his hand.

Qin Sheng smiled.

It happened that after Gao Qingqing greeted others, she turned her head to talk to Qin Sheng, so that the scene would not cool down.

Gao Qingqing: "Jared, I'm sorry to trouble you this time. I'll treat you to dinner when the bonus comes down."

Qin Sheng: "It might depend on the time, I'm going to fly to Milan next week."

"A big show in Milan?"

"No... I'm preparing my own studio..."

Tang Yili didn't want to participate, so he walked a few steps away, not only to leave space for Gao Qingqing and the others, but also wanted to go and see Fu Xi, and he was not very happy no matter how he won.

She brought a glass of champagne from the low table, handed it to Fu Xi, and teased her: "There is a prize money in this competition, why didn't you tell me before?"

"I remember I said it." Fu Xi took the wine glass and answered casually.

"How much?" Tang Yili asked.

If she hadn't just heard from Gao Qingqing, she wouldn't know that she would get paid for the competition.

Fu Xi: "1 million."

Cough!

Tang Yili was pleasantly surprised. How Fu Xi is feeling is no longer the point. What she is interested in now is how to divide the next 1 million.

(End of this chapter)