Reborn at the end of 1980: the young wife of the richest man

Chapter 343 The Hidden Prize

"Hmm." The manager crossed Erlang's legs, turned the pen in his hand, thought for a while and said, "No."

"Why!" Shu Ruier's eyes widened: "Didn't you say that our work has reached the level of this competition?"

"That's right, I'm just stating the facts." The manager laughed. The squinting smile made Shu Rui'er feel like the foreigner in front of her had suddenly turned into an old fox.

"I have a request."

"What request?" Shu Rui'er asked, "We don't do things that violate laws and regulations."

"My God, Miss Shu, what do you think of me, I am very moral."

"If you have moral values, you shouldn't ask me even if we meet the competition requirements." Shu Rui'er said flatly.

The manager shrugged: "Don't worry, this request is very easy for you, I want you to participate in this competition."

"what?"

The manager laughed: "Miss Shu, you must have been designing for a long time."

Shu Ruier was silent.

"Don't try to deceive me. I've been in this business for many years. Your painting is very sophisticated in terms of technique and expression. It's definitely not something that a person who paints by himself can do."

"Although I am very surprised why you are such an excellent designer, I haven't heard of your name internationally, and I think you are also very confident in your own works."

"Since the manager also knows that I am very experienced, then you should know that this is a rookie competition."

"Yes." The manager nodded: "Miss Shu is very young, how old is she?"

"24 is old."

"Tsk tsk, you are really young. The so-called rookies in our competition are rookies who are under 30 years old. What's more, Ms. Shu has never had any reputation or works in this industry, so it is reasonable to say that she is a rookie."

"Why should I participate?" Shu Rui'er didn't understand: "Whether I participate or not should have no effect on this competition."

"Because I don't want a design genius to be buried." The manager said: "You should be very clear, you are very talented."

"What's more, our company is also holding this competition to make money. I dare say that you must be the biggest dark horse in this competition, which is very beneficial to me personally." The manager laughed: "You know, our company's internal The higher-ups are quietly making a bet."

When Wei Xiaoshi was translating this sentence, there was an incredulous expression on his face.

So, can a game still be played like this?
Wei Xiaoshi believed it, but Shu Ruier didn't believe it. How much is a high-level gamble worth?

"If I don't want to participate, will you not let us sign up?"

"Of course." The manager said: "After all, although those works are not bad, they are just not bad. It's hard to say whether they can make it to the top ten. There are quite a lot of people participating this time, so it's no pity to lose a few of them." .”

Shu Rui'er knew that this person was telling the truth, she was silent for a long time, and the manager didn't urge her, but transferred the money and continued to wait for her reply.

Because he was very confident, the little girl in her twenties in front of him would definitely agree.

Isn't that why she worked so hard to come all the way from Huaguo?

"Okay, I agree." Shu Rui'er looked at the manager: "But I don't guarantee that I am a dark horse."

"Well, I understand, the game, it always needs some accidents to be interesting." The manager laughed: "But you have to promise me that you will seriously go to the game."

"I'll try my best." Shu Rui'er said, "As the person in charge, I can't just do design every day."

"Okay, Shanna, bring in the registration form and fill it out for Ms. Shu." The manager called out, and the secretary lady who appeared at noon came in with a registration form in her hand.

Compared with the indifference at noon, the secretary's face was full of smiles at this moment: "Congratulations, miss."

"Thank you." Shu Rui'er picked up a pen, and wrote in English the name of their company and the information of the participating designers on the registration form.

After filling out the form, the manager brought it over worriedly: "Your name is Shu Rui'er?"

"Yes."

After finding Shu Ruier's pinyin on the registration form, the manager was satisfied, and he nodded: "There are still thirteen days before the competition, well, this is really not an auspicious number, but I believe you The ability, prepare well, Miss Shu."

"It's us." Shu Ruier corrected.

The manager shrugged his shoulders and said that this is not important: "By the way, my name is Merck. Don't always call me Mr. Mr. next time. After all, there are too many Mr. in this world."

Merck!

Shu Rui'er paused slightly, her pupils dilated instantly.

It was Merck.

Merck is a very famous designer in later generations. Although he is not a designer himself, talent is something that cannot be stopped. Merck, who became a monk halfway, spent ten years in the field of fashion design. Killed a bloody path.

It can be said that Merck of later generations means top-level aesthetics in the fashion design field, but any designer recognized by Merck will go smoothly in the fashion design field.

It's just that when Shu Rui'er knew about Merck, he was already an uncle with a beard. He didn't expect that Merck is like this now, he's just an old fox!
It doesn't feel like kindness in the eyes of later generations of Merck, okay?fall!
Merck is indeed an old fox. He accurately caught the change in Shu Rui'er's expression: "Miss Shu knows me? It should be impossible, right?"

"No, I don't know it, it's just that the name is familiar."

"Well, there are quite a few people named Merck." Merck said.

Shu Ruier nodded and stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Merck, I'm leaving first."

"Goodbye, Ms. Shu." Speaking of this, Merk paused: "Ms. Shu, I hope you can choose an English name, because the pronunciation of your Huaguo name is too convoluted."

"No need." Shu Rui'er turned around: "Because no one may remember me in the future, they don't need to be familiar with my name."

Seeing the backs of Shu Ruier and Wei Xiaoshi leaving, Merck turned to look at his secretary Shanna: "Shanna, she is really a proud little girl, isn't she?"

"Really?" Shanna laughed: "I think it's very cute, but Mr. Merck, are you really so confident in this lady?"

"Of course." Merck said: "You haven't seen her work, I really like it."

"By the way, Mr. Merck, did you tell her what the hidden prize for winning this competition is?" Shanna said suddenly: "Didn't you tell all the people who successfully signed up before?"

"No, because I think if I said it, she would probably be even more reluctant to participate in the competition."

(End of this chapter)