Even Shen Muhan didn't react until Mo Shiyi and Qi Yan had passed the gate.
Somewhat helpless and some happy.
Quite complicated.
In the crowded hall, a little girl passing by looked shyly at the little brother standing in front of the security check. She wanted to strike up a conversation but was intimidated by the coldness all over his body and hesitated in place.
Shen Muhan took out his mobile phone and quickly tapped the screen a few times, and ordered: "Book me the fastest flight ticket to Hecheng."
Yuan Chengjie had been prepared since he knew that the president's wife was going to fly to Hecheng to participate in the fashion competition, so It was no surprise that he received a call from Shen Muhan, and then he directly called up the ticket booking page.
"Today's air tickets to Hecheng have been sold out, and the fastest flight will not be available until three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."
The time interval was too long, and Shen Muhan immediately darkened his face, "What about the transfer?" "Because of this fashion. Because of the competition, all the air tickets to Hecheng were sold out. And your private jet found problems during the routine inspection after the last flight, and it is still under repair. In addition, Vice President Xue of Antai also made an appointment.
I'll discuss the signing with you at three o'clock in the afternoon ."
Through the screen of his mobile phone, Yuan Chengjie could feel the extremely dissatisfied air all over Shen Muhan's body, and he immediately said as if to make amends: "If I grab the remaining tickets before then, I will notify you as soon as possible."
There was silence on the other end of the phone, "Thank you very much" and then a busy signal.
Tossing the phone up and down in his hand, Yuan Chengjie narrowed his eyes and smiled shrewdly.
The position of the CEO's wife seems to be unassailable at the moment... Because she booked first class and the environment was quiet and comfortable, Mo Shiyi naturally slept all the way on the plane. She finally woke up after arriving at the hotel and casually sent Shen Muhan a message. After receiving a text message that he had arrived safely, he began to arrange everything in an orderly manner for the competition the next day.
This busy, another busy night. The judges of this competition are all well-known designers in the industry. If it weren't for Lin Suyu's exposure that almost all of her previous works were plagiarized from the late fashion designer Gu Youwei's works, then the jury this time would probably be the same. There should be a place for her.
It's a pity that you will die if you do it yourself.
Of course, given the entanglement between her and the Mo family, it would undoubtedly be more beneficial for her to not have Lin Suyu on the jury, as she no longer had to worry about whether someone would stumbling upon her.
This is very good.
After looking at the number plate, there was still a certain amount of time before her number was called. When Mo Shiyi was planning to go backstage to get ready, she passed a woman in the corridor.
"Mo poetic?"
The pronunciation is not very proficient, with the accent that is unique to foreigners speaking Chinese.
Mo Shiyi turned around with doubts on her face, "I am, who are you?"
"Alia."
Neither party mentioned the name of the company they were currently working in, but they quietly knew where they worked from the other's eyes. Already known.
As if unaware of the undercurrent between the two parties, Mo Shiyi took the lead and extended his hand to her in a friendly manner.
"Nice to meet you. I saw the work you just exhibited in the exhibition. The style is very gorgeous."
This time the competition adopts the method of drawing lots, and Aaliyah and Mo Shiyi's number plates are far apart. Aaliya was in front, and she was behind, so she could watch the whole process.
The theme of this competition is "Human World", and the participating works can be any combination of one to three pieces.
Aaliyah had previously displayed two of her works together. One is an angel and the other is a demon.