Mr. Huo, Ma'am, she's acting like a demon again

Xu Jiaojiao was dumbfounded.

Seeing the acquiescence and connivance on Huo Xici's face, she knew it in her heart.

Damn it, all the crimes are committed in front of the palace!

Xu Jiaojiao wailed, covered her face and ran out of the office.

This reaction was unexpected by Nan Chu.

The girl just didn't know, what she just said was too serious.

If you have a chance, apologize.

She was thinking about it in her heart, but she didn't let go of the thought of the instigator.

Nan Chu pulled out the chair.

The metal chair legs rubbed against the ground, making a scream.

She was in a very bad mood.

"Mr. Huo, it seems that your work life is very nourishing."

Horsey began to regret his resignation.

Nan Chu's temper is strong, and she will not hesitate to use her identity to oppress others, so she is probably really angry.

He is a little guilty.

"You know, I won't."

"I do not know."

Nan Chu avoided his hand and leaned back slightly.

"I just know, as I said, if you get tired of playing, or have some other woman—"

"I will break up with you immediately"

Nan Chu's tone was decisive.

So what if she likes Huo Xici?
There is no emotion that can make her give up her dignity.

Horsey was at a loss for words.

When meeting Nan Chu, he will always be the loser.

He bypassed the desk and pulled Nan Chu to sit on the sofa.

He reached out and pressed the woman into his arms.

"I saw you coming a long time ago, just to see how jealous you are."

"Otherwise, I won't tolerate her being in front of me for so long."

He has no habit of explaining to others.

He is not afraid of losing anything because of it.

But he was afraid of losing Nan Chu.

Jealous?

Nan Chu recalled the gaffe just now——

The words that blurted out without the brain exuding a strong aggressiveness.

Is this jealousy?

She closed her eyes and quickly adjusted her state.

After a while, when I opened my eyes again, my mood had completely calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm here today because I have something to talk to you about."

Huoxi concealed the disappointment in his eyes.

Nan Chu got up, took out a blank sheet of paper from the printer on the desk, and wrote while talking.

"I have carefully calculated that according to the current market situation, the price of finished jewelry is probably more than twice the price of raw materials."

"Then, every time I sell a work, I will remit 80.00% of the proceeds to your account."

"As for the remaining money, I will use it to pay processing fees and other expenses."

Huo Xici clasped her wrist tightly, exuding a cold and powerful aura around him.

"You want to draw a line with me?"

Nan Chu met his gaze without any fear.

"I just want to fight for a piece of dignity for myself."

After staring at each other for a long time, Huo Xici lost the battle first.

She still found it.

That's right, he's been preparing since seeing her draw the design.

Nationally relevant competitions, the best raw materials.

Even after she gets the ranking, how to arrange for her to get the resources she deserves step by step, so that it will not appear abrupt.

The man's voice was indifferent, as if he was suppressing something.

"I don't want your money."

"But if you think it's being respectful of you, go ahead and do it."

Nan Chu inexplicably felt the tip of his nose sore.

How could she not trust such Huo Xici?

The semi-finals will officially start soon.

Unlike the primaries, the semi-finalists are required to make a 3-minute short film each.

In the short film, it is necessary to display the work in an all-round way. The designer cannot appear on the scene, but must dub the original sound to explain the connotation of the work.

Nan Chu stayed up for two consecutive nights and recorded more than ten different dubbing versions.

Finally finished an hour before the deadline.

This time, Nan Chu was not able to sit in the auditorium.

According to the regulations of the competition, all contestants participating in the semi-finals must watch the real-time broadcast of the competition on the big screen in the backstage lounge.

As soon as Nan Chu entered the lounge, he felt a strong smell of gunpowder.

Several women competed with each other, and the needle pointed to the wheat.

In the back row of chairs was a man with shoulder-length hair and a dark blue hoodie.

The man is wearing headphones, holding a pencil in one hand and a sketchbook in the other, sketching something intently on the paper.

Out of tune with other people's impetuousness.

Nan Chu walked over and sat two seats away from the man.

The game started on time, and the live broadcast also started on the big screen in front of the lounge.

It was Mo Shen's work that was chosen to be displayed first.

With Lin Man's reminder, Nan Chu didn't dare to underestimate Mo Shen.

A pendant is being displayed in all directions, and a clear male voice spreads to every corner of the lounge.

"Have you ever seen the spring water in the spring mountain?"

This Mo Shen...is a man?

Nan Chu looked around, among the twenty designers including himself, it seemed that only the guy next to him was a man!
Nan Chu looked at him in surprise.

Mo Shen didn't even raise his head.

Next, Nan Chu completely forgot about the competition and watched Mo Shen's reaction with interest.

He only looks up when he hears a specific code name.

What's more interesting is that these specific players are all competitors listed by Lin Man to Nan Chu.

It's really not that simple.

Maybe it's a matter of luck, maybe someone did it on purpose.

In short, Nan Chu's work was put in the last one.

"number 043."

This is Nanchu's entry code.

Mo Shen froze, stuffed the pencil into his pocket, closed the book, raised his head and stared at the screen with a serious look.

Nanchu's entry is a bracelet.

The parts connected by bracelets are made of platinum instead of plain silver.

Balls of different materials are arranged in different positions.

Crystals, tourmalines, diamonds, and even sandalwood beads.

Each bead is engraved with small patterns, which are connected together to faintly form a special pattern.

It brings a visual impact of a blend of tradition and modernity.

At first glance, the design is biased towards ethnic minorities, but agate beads are used at the closing position.

It also endows it with a unique soft beauty of the Han nationality.

In the front row, Gu Yiyi's eyes widened.

Until the peaceful and gentle female voice came out, she immediately realized that this was Nan Chu's work.

"What is it, the soil is dead, why don't you use it to appreciate intangible cultural heritage programs?"

She deliberately mocked like this.

As expected.

Nan Chu raised his eyes, "What opinion do you have on the country's traditional culture?"

Gu Yiyi choked, not daring to shout any more.

Mo Shen watched for a long time before saying the first sentence after coming to the venue today.

"nice."

Eh?
Does he mean that his work looks good?
It is too pale to use these two words to comment on jewelry.

But Mo Shen's tone was really sincere.

Nan Chu tentatively asked, "You mean this work is pretty?"

"Well," Mo Shen didn't hide it, "Are you 043?"

Probably by sound.

Being stared at by the other party, Nan Chu was a little embarrassed and gave his name.

"The symbols on it are in Tibetan, and the content is "Poetry Mirror"?"

Mo Shen asked again.