I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Those designers were still comforting themselves that they were right not to go.

But when they saw this news, they were completely dumbfounded!

what?

Mr. Fang? Why did Mr. Fang enter such a small self-created competition?

Even the Internet exploded like cold water in a frying pan.

【How can it be? Didn’t this woman copy Ming Rourou’s manuscript? Will Mr. Fang be a good person? I absolutely don't believe it! 】

[I thought I hadn’t woken up. Is this Gu Yu’s niece from the Gu Group? In other words, Ming Rourou's biological sister? Damn it, what kind of bloody plot is this about wealthy sisters fighting against each other! 】

[Come on, Ming Rourou’s fans are bragging about her. What kind of wealthy family is she? Who doesn’t know that Ming Rourou’s mother is a mistress and her father is a Phoenix man? After all, Ming Nuan was from a truly wealthy family. 】

[But it’s not just that, she is not only the niece of the Gu family, but also the daughter-in-law of the Mo family. Does Mo Shiyan of the Mo family know that? 】

[I find it strange to say this. With such a superimposed identity, why would she copy other people's manuscripts? The entire company belongs to her, and so does the money, so why bother? 】

Of course, Ming Rourou’s fans are naturally indispensable.

[What a vicious logic, what? Will rich people not bully others? 】

[It turns out that if you have money, you can clean yourself up. It’s great. 】

After going back and forth, it naturally became a mess again.

But there was a huge uproar online.

Don't delay the excitement here in Mingnuan.

Those fans who were still angry no longer dared to speak.

Ming Rourou’s fans were all quiet.

Those little celebrity fans who join in the fun are even less afraid.

Mr. Fang was pushed aside by Grandma Mo.

That was it, her eyes were still lingering on Ming Nuan.

"Grandma is just bringing people here to have a look, so don't feel pressured."

Grandma Mo laughed, not even sitting on the main seat, "You do your thing, don't worry about us old people."

Ming Nuan knew that Grandma Mo came to support her on purpose.

She was moved in her heart, but it was precisely because of this that she wanted to slap Ming Rourou and the others hard on their faces!

"Miss Mingnuan, they have all brought their manuscripts."

This competition is to select the main new jewelry for next season. Of course, what they bring are all jewelry design manuscripts.

Ming Nuan sat on the main seat, and the people below looked at her with wide eyes.

"What?" I heard someone in the crowd whispering, "Are the judges not here yet?"

Ming Nuan listened attentively to these words.

"Aren't the judges already here? It's me." Ming Nuan smiled and tapped the table with her fingers, "Bring up the manuscripts and show them to me according to the groups."

what?

Ming Nuan decides alone?

Everyone thought Ming Nuan was crazy, but the ladies next to him all had calm faces, including the masters, who didn't say anything. It looked like they were making a fuss, so they had no choice but to suppress their voices.

But they were all sneering in their hearts.

Such a lively scene is not a closed banquet.

Many people started live broadcasting with their mobile phones, hoping to gain popularity from this incident.

Ming Nuan didn't care about this kind of thing. She knew that Ming Rourou would look at it.

Ming Rourou is indeed staring at the live broadcast here.

When she saw Li Ting and Grandma Mo taking their own people to build momentum for Ming Nuan, her teeth were so jealous that they were about to be bitten to pieces!

Especially the comments on the Internet seem to have a vague meaning.

This made Ming Rourou even more crazy.

But until she saw that Ming Nuan wanted to decide the ranking of the competition by herself.

Ming Rourou couldn't help but laugh: "Ming Nuan, you really don't know how high the sky is and how high it is!"

"I want to see what you can pick!"

"A rookie with no experience in managing a company, how dare he speak so brazenly?"

Ming Nuan not only reviewed the manuscript by himself, but also did not allow others to interfere.

Reading manuscripts is very fast.

Everyone could almost hear people from the publicity department saying: "Next group, next group, continue, next group..."

"Isn't it true that she can't be chosen at all?" Someone in the crowd whispered contemptuously, "She's just pretending."

But the moment her words fell.

Ming Nuan suddenly pulled out one of them.

"Who is No. 86?" Ming Nuan asked directly.

The owner of this manuscript stood up.

She is a middle-aged woman, dressed in a rustic style, and her body seems to smell of oil smoke that has been soaked in the kitchen all year round. She looks like a housewife.

And indeed, this woman is a housewife.

She rubbed her hands uneasily, not daring to look directly at Ming Nuan.

She also understood that there was nothing designer about her.

Even her husband and son scolded her for being whimsical, but she has always liked jewelry design.

"Where did you learn jewelry design?" Ming Nuan saw the light purple aura wrapped around her body. The purple aura was not thin, but it adhered tightly to her body. It seemed that she was a very talented but very unconfident person. .

The woman blushed even more, "I, I learned it by myself."

Self-study?

"puff!"

The crowd inevitably jeered.

The woman bit her tongue, and everyone's laughter made her head lower and lower.

Unexpectedly, Ming Nuan said in a gentle tone: "Congratulations on entering the pending area."

The woman raised her head sharply.

She, did she hear it right?

And those onlookers were even more dumbfounded.

In the car not far away, the driver's eyes widened, "No, Madam, why did you choose this? I see there are many college students competing there, why did you choose this person?"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Mo Shiyan's expression.

But Mo Shiyan said nothing.

He just looked at Mingnuan quietly.

And soon, Ming Nuan successively picked out several works that she was very satisfied with.

But oddly enough.

She doesn't always hire someone if she calls for one.

No one knows what Ming Nuan means.

This also caused those who were called individually to have a number and did not dare to be too happy too early.

In fact, Ming Nuan just looked at the purple energy on their bodies.

As those designers said, there are many people who plagiarize in this circle.

Sometimes she saw a good manuscript and called someone up to take a look, but it turned out to be filled with a strong black aura and a person without any talent. It was obvious that he had bought or stolen someone else's manuscript.

This kind of person will be directly eliminated by Ming Nuan.

soon.

Ming Nuan saw the last group.

After she took out a piece of manuscript paper from the middle.

She showed a very bright smile.

Ming Nuan put the manuscript paper away and looked directly at the young man who was still holding the deliveryman's coat.

The man has a handsome appearance and looks very young. He should be a work-study college student.

Ming Nuan didn't call anyone, but asked him directly: "Isn't that number 358 you?"

He felt a little strange for a moment, but he nodded obediently.

"I knew it."

Ming Nuan slowly exhaled and looked at him as if looking at a golden mountain.

"Only you can hand over a manuscript like this."

She had noticed the man from the beginning.

Not because he was poorly dressed.

It was the rich purple energy all over his body.

The most conspicuous of all the contestants.

Her eyes fell on the black car behind.

Couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Probably because Mr. Mo is here.

That's why she was so lucky to pick up such a big treasure!

And this moment.

In Mo Shiyan's eyes.

It was Ming Nuan who looked at this young man with a bright smile.

His face darkened imperceptibly.