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When Su Mo and Lu Jinyu came over, the places where everyone fell had been cleaned up.

Only Xian Yu's paint-stained clothes were left lying aside.

Fu Zihao and Zhao Yinglian looked defeated and extremely depressed.

Lu Jinyu first looked at the clothes. Every piece of clothing was more or less stained with paint.

She shook her head at Su Mo.

Su Mo's heart sank slightly.

Just once, that’s it, here comes the second time.

How could such a coincidence happen?

Who doesn’t want Xian Yu to be on stage?

The stewards came up behind them and were dumbfounded when they saw the situation in front of them. The eyes they met with Su Mo were filled with pity.

How unfortunate this is.

"Um...have you prepared a third set?"

Su Mo smiled bitterly, "It seems that we, Xianyu, have no chance to participate in this National Style Awards."

Field Service:……

What's all this?

The steward wanted to curse, but thinking that Xian Yu was also a victim, there was nothing he could say to reprimand him?

He could only inform the director by phone.

After hearing this, the director sighed and silently adjusted the program.

Fortunately, this time, the director didn't curse.

However, what happened here still cannot be hidden from everyone's eyes.

After Liu Jiahui heard about it, she couldn't help but smile.

Look, she said, she had a feeling, that person must have heard what she said.

Look, Xianyu was immediately unlucky.

She deliberately found Ye Xinyi and pushed Ye Xinyi's shoulder, "Why do you think that Su Mo is so unlucky? It's okay if the first batch of clothes suffered, but the second batch also suffered?"

"How lucky is this?"

Ye Xinyi was furious and stared at her fiercely, but didn't know what to say.

Liu Jiahui chuckled, "Maybe because she helped you, someone was unhappy and deliberately dealt with her? So, isn't it you who caused her to be so unlucky?"

Ye Xinyi's face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't do it!"

Liu Jiahui smiled very enchantingly, covering her face with one hand and said with a smile, "Who knows?"

She looked Ye Xinyi up and down, "You are such an unlucky star, and you still want to stay in the TV station? Haha, it's a dream."

"I advise you to leave voluntarily, otherwise you will be kicked out by the director, which will be a hundred times uglier than now!"

Ye Xinyi's face instantly turned pale.

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Southeast Asia.

Chen Qingyu watched the workers clearing out second-hand clothes in a warehouse and nodded with satisfaction.

Not far away, Chen Zhuofan walked toward him with long strides.

"Second Young Master, this warehouse is about two tons. We can keep 1,200 kilograms of clothes for secondary production, and sell the rest."

"According to the current production scale, we can get about 800 kilograms of new summer clothes."

In addition to labor, they only need to pay less than one-third of the fabric processing cost, directly saving two-thirds.

These are pure profits!

And Chen Qingyu promised to give him five points, which was also a lot of money.

Chen Zhuofan couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"We have five more warehouses like this!"

"In addition, I have arranged for people to continue to purchase new second-hand clothes and deliver them. We will definitely make a lot of money from today's summer clothes!"

After hearing this, Chen Qingyu also laughed with satisfaction.

Speaking of which, at this time, the country is holding a national style award.

I wonder what the situation is like in Su Mo?

After the spring clothing sales data came out, due to the influence of Xianyu, Su's spring clothing sales this year ended up being 10% lower than in previous years.

Su Junwei issued a message not to allow Xianyu to develop further.

The first step is to prevent Su Mo from ascending to the National Style Awards.

With Su Junwei's methods, Xianyu should have missed the opportunity to take the stage.

How sad should Su Mo be?

Hehe, if Su Mo didn't help him, then it would be excusable if he didn't inform her in advance, right?

Sister, don’t be angry with me.