When the queen became a rich wife

Chapter 500 Terrified of Your Stupidity

When everyone in the conference hall saw what she said, they were a little surprised.

Rong Dai took out another design draft from her bag and handed it to the staff, her eyes flicked over the judges and the organizer's staff.

"Everyone can take another look to see if this work is eligible for the competition."

She had a confident smile on her pretty face, and gave Delson a meaningful look in her eyes.

She didn't know how her work was leaked, but what she was sure of was that Jinxiufang's work was definitely plagiarized from her.

Her eyes were slightly cold, and she waited quietly for the judging results of the on-site judges.

"Ms. Rong, could you please introduce this work?"

The reviewer who gave her a chance just now held her design draft in his hand, and his eyes couldn't hide his amazement.

Rong Dai smiled and nodded: "Of course."

The staff immediately projected her work, and Rong Dai looked at the work on the curtain and introduced: "I named the work 'Snow Mountain Lover'..."

She is calm and calm, and introduces her works concisely.

From clothing to accessories, as well as the stories on the clothing, her introduction is very complete.

The conference hall was very quiet. After listening to her introduction, some people still had more to say.

Tao Yaofang couldn't help but look at her more. This design draft is very complete, and it also combines some western elements, which is very novel.

"Thank you Ms. Rong for bringing such an excellent work, please wait for the good news."

When the judge spoke, Rong Dai smiled and nodded, and walked out of the conference hall with Song Xuechun with her bag.

After leaving the conference hall, Rong Dai's face suddenly turned cold.

"Dai'er, this Jinxiu Workshop is really shameless!"

Song Xuechun couldn't help cursing as soon as she came out!

"It's good that we know it in our hearts, don't spread it for now, you can contact Sister Nianzhi according to the time, and see if there is any movement in the country."

Rong Dai patted her on the shoulder lightly.

It's her work, and she cares more than anyone else.

It's just that she knew that Xin Ziqing's methods would not be so simple.

Song Xuechun nodded, and the two returned to the venue.

There was soothing jazz music playing in the venue, and red wine and castles were the best match. The scenery was picturesque, and there were a lot of celebrities. Many designers did not come here for awards.

As long as you can appear here, you can recognize the top big names in the fashion design industry, even if you get a few words of advice, you will benefit a lot.

"Go and walk around, it's rare to see such a beautiful castle, I'll sit alone."

Among the crowd, Rong Dai saw Xin Ziqing shaking her wine glass in the distance.

She suppressed the cold look in her eyes, and pushed Song Xuechun away.

Although Song Xuechun's family background is good, but he has only been abroad a few times, so he immediately wandered around excitedly.

Rong Dai took a glass of champagne, took a sip, found an empty balcony and stood there, watching the scenery outside the manor.

Xin Ziqing watched her stand on the balcony for a while, and after asking Lan Qian to inquire about the situation in the conference hall, a look of cruelty flashed across her eyes.

This trash has grown up a bit!
But that's what makes it interesting.

She walked up to Rong Dai with a red wine glass in her hand, her delicate face showed her usual charming and charming smile: "It seems that you are not all trash, and you will improve a bit if you live a new life."

The sarcasm in the words is undisguised.

Rong Dai leaned her elbows on the balcony, turned her head slightly and glanced at her casually from the corner of her eyes: "You are still the same, always sinister."

"But are you sure that this matter really passed like this? Do you need me to give you a hint? I am really afraid of your stupidity."

Xin Ziqing was also leaning on the balcony, speaking with a hint of mockery in her charming voice.

(End of this chapter)