Xia Wan's beautiful eyebrows frowned again: "These are all fabricated out of nothing, I will tell EVA."

The Peacock Cup is just around the corner. This is a feast for the fashion industry. Designers hope to become famous in one fell swoop, and so do many models.

If the models' costumes in the competition can win the grand prize, it means that they will interpret the costumes vividly, which will also increase their popularity and worth.

And in Xia Wan, it happened that such unbearable negative news broke out before the competition, and the originally agreed model suddenly refused to act, which was also a reasonable thing.

Xia Wan understood in her heart, but couldn't help being anxious.

She broke into EVA's office without even knocking on the door.

"EVA, seeing that the competition will be held the day after tomorrow, how can the models put pigeons on it now? Didn't we sign a contract with their company? They can't break the contract."

Although EVA's face was calm, it was not difficult to see from the serious expression in her eyes that she was also anxious.

"Xiao Xia, this matter is not as simple as you imagined. The terms of the model company's contract with us also protect the artist's image. Now that you have negative news, they have the right to unilaterally break the contract and protect the artist's image. "

Hearing this, Xia Wan felt like a blow to the head: "Then there is no other way now?"

EVA calmly said: "Don't worry, I'm calling friends from the media to find out how to deal with this matter first. The Peacock Cup is about to start, and no one wants this kind of trouble to happen."

After she finished speaking, she took the mobile phone in front of Xia Wan and made several calls.

The results were unsatisfactory.

Only heard noises coming from outside, Qian Yufei and her group members all went to the auditorium, where they set up a temporary catwalk show rehearsal today.

Xia Wan was a little anxious: "EVA, tell me honestly, what's the worst plan for this matter?"

EVA pursed her lips, and after a few seconds of silence, she spoke again: "For now, regardless of the bad influence this news has brought to you, if there is no model to help you show your work today, the worst result is that you will automatically abstain from participating in the Peacock Cup. "

Xia Wan frowned and muttered: "But time is so tight, where can I find someone?"

Suddenly her eyes lit up, thinking of today's runway rehearsal, there must be many models present, maybe she should go there to try her luck.

Before leaving a word of explanation to EVA, Xia Wan hurriedly pulled the door away.

EVA looked at her back, pondered for a few seconds, then slowly stood up and followed her out.

Xia Wan almost trotted all the way to the direction of the auditorium. The Peacock Cup is really too important to her. The results of months of hard work cannot be wasted at the last moment.

On the runway, crystal chandeliers were dazzling, and slender figures with golden ratios swayed back and forth on the red carpet.

Panting, Xia Wan climbed onto the runway and went directly to the model agency's agent.

"Miss Li, I'm Xia Wan, a designer. I got news this morning that your designers are unwilling to show my clothing designs. I want to explain this matter to you seriously... The reports in the media are absolutely false. ..."

Ms. Li smiled coldly and said meaningfully: "It turns out to be Ms. Xia. It's better to meet her than to be famous. She looks better in person than in the news photos."

Xia Wan's face darkened, and she could feel the coldness of the other party.

"If it's about money, Ms. Li can make a price..."

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