Chapter 151

"Do you know me?" Cangling was surprised.

She was sure that it was her first meeting with the international designer, but how did he know her name?

"I don't know." Jason glanced at her arrogantly, "but I've heard your name mentioned, and I've carefully read your past works. It's barely."

Cangling doesn't understand.

"Have you heard of it?" She raised her eyes, and Jason's contempt was unreserved, even with some hostility.

"I heard that Shengshi group in Nanshi is the top fashion design company in your country. Four years ago, I went there to learn some knowledge and met a friend." Jason said quietly.

Four years ago... At that time, Mou Yu and his brothers had not been discharged from the army, so it could not be them that Jason could know there.

Mou Qi's friends should not be hostile to her. Although Mou Zhengting is arrogant and autocratic, he hates dealing with foreigners because he was once a soldier. These are excluded one by one, leaving only

"The friend you said, surnamed Mo?" Cangling asked tentatively.

Jason smiled coldly, "I don't like dealing with people like you, so I advise you to disappear in front of me and go back to China."

Cangling shrugged.

It seems that she guessed right.

Jason glanced at her lightly with disgusting eyes, and soon walked to his exclusive room.

"Tut tut." After watching for a while, the lively Aurora came to Cangling's ear, "I wanted to clean you up myself, but now it's OK. Someone can do it for me."

Cangling stared at Jason's departure direction and vaguely gave birth to a sense of uneasiness.

"I also learned last night that it turned out that Miss Mo, who looked very annoying, had been on Jason's mind since he came back from China." Aurora patted her on the shoulder with a little sympathy. "Take good care, little darling."

Aurora finished and twisted her waist to keep up with Jason.

Cangling narrowed her eyes and understood.

It's reasonable to say that a daughter with a prominent family background like Mo Mo Mo, although she is focused on Mu Yu, it doesn't mean she doesn't have a suitor. And, it seems, this Jason is her die hard fan.

No wonder

When she looked at the number of places in the same field before, she didn't find any suspicious people. Even Liu Ziwei, who had been against her, wasn't there. It turns out that there is a giant Buddha waiting here.

"That's trouble." Meng kebisu's little orange first reacted, "now it seems that this man is an enemy rather than a friend. We should be more careful these days."

Meng Ke has participated in many big shows. Naturally, she knows how many open and covert fights there will be for designers and models to show their style on the stage.

"Interesting." Cangling's attention suddenly turned a corner, "this pair of partners, one covets Mou Yu and breaks into his room at night. Mo Mo, a fiancee who secretly loves Mou Yu, wants to draw a knife for her to me?"

Isn't it that if Mo Mo's engagement with Mou Yu can't succeed, they will both be very happy?

Cangling smiles.

She has seen all the wonders of the world.

However, when Su Xiaocheng entered the password from the safe and took out the sealed competition clothes, Cangling couldn't laugh.

"Ah -" Su Xiaocheng screamed. "How could this happen? I checked it carefully last night. There was no mistake. Why did the clothes break!"

In order to ensure the fairness and strictness of the competition, the clothing for the competition will be put into the safe and locked in a special room by the designer or assistant the day before the competition. Now, the original exquisite Han suit has been cut into rags and can't be repaired at all.

Cangling looked at the clothes that had been completely destroyed, and her mind exploded into a ball.

"I'll find the staff. It's their responsibility." Su Xiaocheng burst into tears.

"It's useless." Meng Ke's face was also very white. "The appearance of the safe is intact, and only a few of us have the password. Those who can open the box must have been ready and will not leave evidence. Now the game is about to start, I'm afraid the responsibility has not been investigated, and we have passively abstained and eliminated."

"What about that... This is the first game." Su Xiaocheng sobbed.

The two of them were talking, but Cangling was silent. There were people coming and going in the corridor outside, and there were noisy voices everywhere. All of them were preparing for the game. Only their room was quiet.

"Little orange." Cangling forced herself to calm down. "Let's change the work."

"You first ask the makeup artist to make up Meng Ke. I want someone to send work No. 8." Cangling said and took out her mobile phone.

"Number 8?" Su Xiaocheng went through it in her mind.

Cang Ling is numbered by each round of entries, which is "inheritance". The order of entries is naturally changed according to the alternation of dynasties. Work No. 8 is a long cheongsam with red velvet on a black background.

"Oh, OK." Su Xiaocheng has lost the ability of self thinking and can only follow Cangling's instructions.

The drive from the stadium to the hotel is 40 minutes, but the game will start in an hour. It's unrealistic to go back and get it. We have to send it to the people in the hotel.

Cangling didn't think about it and called Mou Yu directly.

A beep came from the mobile phone. Cangling looked at her watch as if she could hear the ticking sound when the second hand turned.

Finally, the phone went through.

Cangling was happy. Just about to speak, there came the man's gasping voice