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The Organizing Committee of the Media Asia Architectural Design Competition was held in the seven-star Royal Court Hotel in the capital city.

When Su Nianqing, who was dressed in a strange dress, appeared at the gate of the hotel, she happened to meet Su Moyu, the eldest lady of the Su family.

Su Moyu is wearing a brown evening dress with suspenders, coupled with expensive jewels and jewellery, she knows that she is the special award presenter of the design competition today, but she doesn't know that she is going to participate in a beauty pageant.

In the past two years, Su Moyu has won the first prize of the Asia-Huan Architectural Design Award. The advantage brought by this title is that Su Moyu, who was originally a mediocre daughter of a small businessman, was coated with a layer of gold. It was because she had won a place among the daughters of the capital city, and because of attending various business events, she got to know Gong Qing, the second youngest son of the royal family of the prince of the capital city.

Su Nianqing didn't mean to hide from Su Moyu. On the contrary, she really wanted to see if she could be recognized by her half-sister Su Moyu with her current honor.

The two walked to the revolving door together, and both raised their feet to go in.

Su Moyu didn't expect that someone would be so ignorant and didn't even know how to be courteous. Seeing her shiny high-heeled shoes collided with a cloth shoe, a look of disgust flashed across Su Moyu's exquisitely drawn eyebrows, and she raised her eyes again Seeing Su Nianqing's unrecognizable dignity again, the loathing in Su Moyu's eyes deepened.

Accompanying Su Moyu was her good sister Song Yuxuan, who immediately said:
"Hey, come first, first come first, do you understand?"

Su Nianqing glanced at Su Moyu, sure in her heart that Su Moyu didn't recognize her. After standing still, she pointed to herself and the revolving door, and said in a low voice:

"It seems that I will arrive before you, I am closer to the door."

Song Yuxuan also saw it, it was indeed the ugly monster who was closer to the door, she puffed out her chest:

"The minority obeys the majority. There are two of us, and you are alone. Besides, if you dress like this, the imperial court will never allow you to enter."

Su Nianqing has seen the power of these two people very early on. Song Yuxuan's family background is not as good as Su Moyu's, but she is like a follower. Not only is she a follower, but she is also a powder keg. dog leg.

Su Nianqing sneered on the mouth of the bright red lip gloss that she specially applied:
"Are you the doorman of the imperial court? Do you know so clearly?"

Song Yuxuan didn't expect this ugly monster to mock her, but she couldn't think of any better reason to refute her, and her chest heaved up and down in anger.

Su Moyu saw Song Yuxuan deflated, a smile appeared on her face, and she became an elegant, generous and gentle daughter:

"Yuxuan, forget it, she won't listen to some people if you kindly persuade her, and she will be grateful to you when she goes in and is kicked out."

The smile on Su Nianqing's lips grew wider, and she didn't bother to care about the two walking in through the revolving door. Song Yuxuan's cold snort came from behind:

"Mo Yu, let's go see her being kicked out by the imperial court."

After the two went in, they saw the lobby manager of Huangting Hotel stop the ugly monster. Song Yuxuan was very proud:

"Mo Yu, look, that ugly monster doesn't even know that he needs to wear a formal dress to attend the imperial court. It's a good show."

Su Moyu didn't say anything before, it doesn't mean she doesn't hate this ugly monster, but she must always maintain the image of a rich and famous lady. With Song Yuxuan around, she doesn't need to do things that damage her image.

Song Yuxuan's voice was not low, Su Nianqing glanced at the mirror-like marble wall in the lobby, and saw two people not far behind her waiting to watch her good show.

The lobby manager said politely:
"Miss, I'm sorry, the hotel stipulates that knockers are not allowed to show up in the hotel with disheveled clothes."

Su Nianqing looked at her whole body, and asked in confusion:

"I'm not disheveled anywhere."

The lobby manager just reminded me gently, but I didn't expect that the little girl didn't seem to understand what he meant. Before he could explain, someone said:
"The people who appear here are all famous and famous, but not all cats and dogs can come here."

It was Song Yuxuan who spoke.

Although the lobby manager of the hotel felt that what Song Yuxuan said was too much, he just expressed his own meaning. Anyway, what Mao and Gou said was not what he said, and he couldn't be held accountable if he wanted to pursue it.

Seeing that the manager in the lobby did not speak, Su Nianqing acquiesced to Song Yuxuan's statement. She didn't understand what the other person was thinking, so she deliberately asked:

"What do you mean by manager's office?"

The lobby manager couldn't help but began to wonder if the girl in front of her had a problem with IQ. She coughed dryly to cover up, and then answered Su Nianqing's question:
"The hotel does have a rule that guests must dress formally to stay in the hotel. Your attire will affect other guests' impression of our hotel."

Song Yuxuan said with a gun and stick behind her:
"Seeing an ugly monster like you here will affect our mood, and it will also lower the grade of the entire hotel. Get out of here."

Su Nianqing's eyes tightened slightly, she raised her hand and pointed behind the manager:
"Manager, do you accept people who attack other guests personally like this?"

The lobby manager's face froze. He had never dealt with such a thing before. Anyone who came to the imperial court had a head, a face and a very high quality. Everyone would not be so open-mouthed. The manager glanced at the two people behind Su Nianqing. The girl who was talking He didn't remember that, but he knew that beautiful Miss Su, she was the girlfriend of Gong Er Shao, so he could only explain to Su Nianqing:
"The hotel doesn't have a policy in this regard."

Su Nianqing nodded seriously, and let out a long sigh:
"I see, but I'm not going to stay in your hotel, I'm here to win the prize."

As Su Nianqing said, she took out a card from her backpack and shook it.

Su Moyu behind him had very sharp eyes, and when he saw the card, his eyes flickered slightly.

The lobby manager checked her invitation card, with a slightly embarrassed expression:
"It's not appropriate for you to come to win the award."

Su Nianqing pulled the card back from his hand, pouted and said:
"It's up to you whether it's suitable or not. By the way, I have some opinions on the management of your hotel. What is the complaint telephone number of your hotel?"

The lobby manager revealed a series of numbers with a constipated expression on his face, and Su Nianqing deliberately thanked him when he passed him by.

Song Yuxuan widened her eyes and pointed at the back of Su Nianqing who left Zhang Yang:
"She...how did she get in?"

The smile on Su Moyu's face disappeared long ago, and she replied:
"She is a contestant in the Media Asia Design Competition. She doesn't want to live in the imperial court, so she can go in naturally."

"Just her? Is such an ugly monster a designer?"

Su Moyu sneered and said:

"Isn't it, won't you know when the result of the competition is announced?"