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

Chapter 356
"Arrogance, it's so arrogant!" Someone said: "But I really like this kind of girl, delicate and strong, what a contradictory and charming temperament."

"Like? Are you crazy? I think this girl may have a problem with her mind."

"Stop it, Lena, promise her!"

Lina squinted her eyes and looked at Shu Rui'er. Amidst the cheers of the people around her, she couldn't get off the tiger, and simply shook her head and said, "Okay, if you get to the end, I'll apologize to you for my behavior just now, but if What did you lose?"

"What do you want?"

"If you lose, you will admit in front of everyone in the arena, including the audience and judges, that you Huaguo are immoral plagiarists!" Lina said.

Shu Ruier frowned, this bet was too serious, because it not only affected her, but more importantly, it affected the reputation of the entire Hua Kingdom.

"No."

"What? Are you scared?" Lina laughed.

"Of course not." Shu Rui'er said with a cold face, "I can't represent Huaguo, just like you can't represent your country. Is it possible that if I win, you will represent your entire country in front of everyone on the field?" I apologize? Do you dare?"

Lina was dumbfounded, of course she didn't dare.

It is impossible for any citizen to take their national reputation as a bet. No matter whether she wins or not, she will be accused by others, which is very detrimental to her future development.

"Okay." Lina said: "In this case, if you lose, you will kneel to me in front of everyone on the field."

"can."

"Boss Shu!"

"Boss Shu! Don't promise her!"

Chen Mo and the others were in a hurry, because Shu Ruier and Lina communicated in Y language, and they could barely understand it. Once Shu Ruier lost, they would be greatly insulted.

"Okay, I know it." Shu Rui'er looked at Lina: "In this case, for the sake of fairness, you have to kneel down and apologize to me!"

"Okay!" Lina said cruelly, she didn't believe that she would lose at all.

With the establishment of the bet between Shu Ruier and Lina, there was another wave of upsurge around. There were cheers and whistles around, as if they were watching a boxing match.

These people, have they forgotten that they are also contestants?

"What are you arguing about?" At this moment, Merck walked in, and everyone suddenly became dumb.

Today's Merck still has a neat suit, but with some embellishments on it, he looks more like a person in the fashion industry than a general manager sitting in an office doing business.

After Merck walked in, he looked at Shu Ruier, and then he frowned slightly.

How did Shu Rui'er and Lina get together?
However, under the eyes of everyone, he can only keep his doubts in his heart. He can't show any difference to anyone, which will affect the fairness of the game.

"Okay, I have brought today's theme." Merck said: "In order to make sure that you all completed the design independently, you will be locked in this building for a week."

"what?"

"It wasn't like this before!"

"You also said it was before!" Merck said straight away: "And the rules of this competition are like this."

"Oh, yes, there are also models." Merck beckoned, and Shanna walked in from the door with a box in her arms and put it in front of everyone.

Merck squinted his eyes and smiled: "This time, the models will be drawn in the form of lots, and whoever you draw will be the one."

"God, what is this!"

"Who came up with such cheating game rules!"

Shanna glanced over at Merck standing beside her with a blank expression, and sighed slightly in her heart.

She didn't know where the general manager came up with so many messy ideas, but this idea was approved.

It can only be said that these people are really unlucky. If you want to blame, you can blame the person who scolded the general manager. He is the one who made the general manager feel so bad.

Many designers present complained about the need for models to draw lots, and even resisted it.

Because, as fashion designers, their clothing designs will have their own obvious style characteristics.

Therefore, when they choose models, they also subconsciously choose models with similar design styles to their own.

For example, if a designer who is good at designing sweet clothes gives him a model with a cold face, he will definitely be very distressed.

However, they have no way to object to the organizer's intention, unless they don't want to participate.

But they came here for the competition, because this competition is an opportunity for them to show their talents in the clothing industry. Regardless of whether they win the championship or not, at least they can let those clothing companies see themselves.

This is an opportunity that must not be passed up.

So, in the end, they decided to start drawing lots.

There are a total of about [-] people participating this time, and each designer needs at least three models, because they must design a series, not just one piece.

This means that there may be hundreds of models participating in this competition.

This is really a big deal, Shu Ruier exclaimed.

After the lottery was over, everyone was a little nervous holding the number plates in their hands.

On the other hand, Merck, who was watching the play, became more and more interested.

"Not bad." Merck clapped his hands: "Next, I'll let your model come in."

Soon, hundreds of models began to enter. Gradually, some people began to wail, some began to curse, and some were very happy.

Those who are happy obviously have drawn a model they are satisfied with.

"God! What the hell is going on!" Suddenly, a tall and thin man shouted angrily, "Why do I have a female model from Huaguo here!"

Merck looked up, and the man directly pulled the model in front of Merck: "Manager, this is really ridiculous!"

"Absurd?" Merck glanced curiously at the model behind the man: "Where is it absurd? Isn't she pretty? Her height and figure are in line with the model's standards."

"But she is from Huaguo!" The man gritted his teeth: "She can't show the characteristics of my clothes at all, she will wear my clothes into a pile of rags, it's not fair!"

"What's even more exaggerated is that she doesn't know Y language. How can I communicate with her?"

"I, I know a little bit." As soon as the man's voice fell, the model behind him said in a not-so-fluent Y language.

"Enough, shut up!" The man yelled at the model, "Look at what you're talking about?"

Merck looked at the man's arrogant attitude and was extremely displeased: "Sir, are you sure that your current behavior is not racial discrimination?"

"You make me very unhappy, and you said that she will wear your clothes into a pile of rags. I think it is very impersonal. Maybe your design is a pile of rags."

(End of this chapter)