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At this time, Pingting on the runway was walking the model of the Lu Group, with exactly the same design, but with different color combinations and cooler fabrics.

The perfect design and the model's exquisite figure pushed the atmosphere of the fashion show to a climax. Many well-known designers stood up and applauded Lu's Group.

Lu Shaoyu stood in the crowd like stars holding the moon, enjoying the glory that should have been the Ling Group.

Looking at his gentle and jade-like face, Chen Zihan felt sick to his stomach, wishing he could fill his nostrils with garlic.

You bastard, don't think you'll succeed!

Just wait, I'll see if you can still smile in a while!

Lu Shaoyu noticed her hostile gaze, turned around, smiled warmly, tilted his head slightly, and raised the champagne in his hand towards her.

Chen Zihan took a glass of champagne from the passing waiter, ignored the waiter's strange gaze, and raised the glass to Lu Shaoyu with a smile.

The soft and delicate lips like cherry blossoms faintly spit out two words: "Scum!"

Then he raised his neck and drank the champagne in the glass.

"Don't..." The waiter reminded, but found that Chen Zihan had already swallowed the champagne, so he had to swallow the second half of the sentence that he didn't have time to say.

Chen Zihan's attention was always on Lu Shaoyu, and he didn't hear what the waiter said.

When Lu Shaoyu turned around triumphantly and greeted others, she pursed her lips and looked sideways. Seeing that the waiter was still standing there, she put the empty cup on his tray.

Seeing that he hesitated to speak, he immediately understood, opened his wallet and put 50 yuan on his tray.

Just as she was about to leave, the waiter subconsciously stopped her.

"You..." Looking at Chen Zihan's suspicious gaze, the waiter smiled stiffly, "I just want to say thank you!"

"Oh, you're welcome!" Chen Zihan nodded at him with a smile, and walked quickly towards the guest seats with his skirt lifted.

The waiter looked at her disappearing back, sighed, turned his head, and met Lu Shaoyun.

"Did you do what you were asked to do?" Lu Shaoyun frowned looking at the money on the tray, "Did you sell the wine to someone else?"

The waiter hastily explained: "No, I'm coming over. Someone saw me. Before I could refuse, she finished her drink and dropped the tip! I..."

Lu Shaoyun waved her hand irritably: "Forget it, forget it, it's so bad to do such a small thing!"

She picked up the other two glasses of champagne on the tray, and cast a warning look at the waiter: "If you dare to speak out..."

The waiter quickly waved his hand: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'll shut up after receiving the money!"

Lu Shaoyun snorted coldly: "It's better to be like this, otherwise I will send someone to make you spit out the money on your own initiative, as for your life..."

"I will keep my mouth shut!"

With repeated assurances from the waiter, Lu Shaoyun finally left with the champagne in satisfaction.

The waiter wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, sighed, and hurriedly picked up the tray and left. He had a hunch that something big would happen tonight, and it would be better to call it a day.

Here, Chen Zihan had just walked to the guest seat and was about to call Ling Zifeng when Connie suddenly grabbed her arm.

For the first time, Chen Zihan saw obvious anxiety and anger on Connie's face, and she jumped in her heart: "What's wrong? It's our turn soon, why are you still here?"

"It's over! It's over...it's over!" Connie was obviously emotionally broken. He was pulling on his blue bow tie, and he looked extremely irritable.

Chen Zihan knew that he was under a lot of pressure, but now he was in front of the public, not behind the scenes, and he couldn't be messed up.

She grabbed Connie's arm tightly, looked at him calmly with a smile on her face: "What's the matter?"

Sensing the power coming from Chen Zihan, Connie calmed down a bit, and said in a slumped voice, "Secretary Chen, our models and designers suddenly vomited so badly that it was difficult for them to even stand up and walk, let alone go on the catwalk. I'm afraid Lan Zhixiu won't be able to participate this time."

"What?" Chen Zihan was taken aback, "How could this be? Wasn't it fine just now?"

She will not leave the backstage for more than 15 minutes. Even if someone wants to attack, with so many people in the backstage, the success rate is extremely low.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if it succeeds, it is impossible for everyone to vomit and have diarrhea!

"It seems likely to be food poisoning. By the way, did you eat anything after I left?" Chen Zihan's face turned pale, but his expression was still calm.

Connie immediately shook her head: "I thought the same as you, and I thought they had eaten something bad, but I asked, from this morning until now, they have always eaten what they brought with them, there shouldn't be any question."

Chen Zihan frowned and thought for a while, and immediately found the contradiction: "If you eat what you bring yourself, it really won't cause collective food poisoning... Wait a minute, why are you all right?"

Connie shook his head in extreme distress: "I don't know either!"

Chen Zihan carefully observed Kang Ni's eyes, and saw that his brows and eyes were clear, and he didn't look like he was lying.

"Think about it carefully, is there anything they touch the most, but you haven't touched it? Like cosmetics?"

Connie's body shook suddenly: "It's water! After you left, a staff member brought us mineral water, because everyone has been in a very tense working state. In order to make the exhibition go smoothly, I advise everyone to drink some water first. for rest."

He covered his head with great regret: "There must be something wrong with the water! There were only [-] bottles of water sent, and there were [-] of us, so I didn't drink it! If I had known, I shouldn't have let them drink water! It was my fault!"

Chen Zihan sighed, taking all precautions, but in the end he couldn't guard against it...

She patted Connie's trembling shoulder and gave him silent comfort: "It's too late to regret it now, let's find a way to remedy it, you have such a status in the design industry, can you find a way to borrow twelve models to help us do the show?" ?”

"I can borrow it, but the models at the scene are all wearing makeup. It takes a lot of time to temporarily remove makeup and put on makeup, and it will be our turn in 10 minutes. I'm afraid it will be too late... unless you can find a way to delay the stage Time!" Connie looked at her expectantly.

Chen Zihan rubbed his temples with a headache.

Does this serious and rigid middle-aged man really regard himself as a savior?

She is just a woman, no matter how much she thinks, she can't fight against time...

She suddenly felt sad, raised her eyes and looked quietly at the center of the venue.

The gentle and jade-like man was drinking wine with the people around him with a smile on his face.

In this smokeless battle with Lu Shaoyu, she...

A crushing defeat!

She lifted her head feebly, stared blankly at the colorful lights on the pine tree, and said calmly, "Connie, prepare for the worst..."

"Secretary Chen!"

"Sorry, there's nothing I can do..." Chen Zihan sighed exhausted.

Suddenly, a small lantern on the pine tree jumped violently a few times, and then went completely dark.

Chen Zihan's eyes lit up, and his heart that had fallen to the bottom rekindled hope: "Wait, I have an idea!"

She pushed Connie to the backstage: "Hurry up and get ready for the new model, I think I can hold you back for 10 minutes!"

Lu Shaoyu, want to beat me?

Oh, it's not that simple!