God-level system: start trillion heirs

Chapter 600 The Belated Champion

Time has passed, the program group has changed its name, and Bai Weiwei's team already has many outstanding designers.

Fang Lu was one of them, and even became a representative of one party.

As Fang Lu's teacher, Bai Weiwei took the initiative to contact Fang Lu to come, she naturally did not refuse, and agreed with all her heart.

At first I thought it was just an ordinary meeting, but I didn't expect that there were so many people in it, so I was stunned all of a sudden.

"William? Why are you in there?"

Bai Weiwei looked at Fang Lu and recognized William at a glance, and immediately understood that the relationship between the two of them as a couple was not fake.

And when Bai Weiwei called her here, it was very likely that it was the Hongmen Banquet.

"You asked me to come. What's the matter? I don't like being kept in the dark. If you have anything, please tell me."

Lin Tu and Zhang Xueyao sat next to each other, they both knew everything very well.

It's just that the identities of the two of them are useless, only Bai Weiwei can find out in person if there is hope.

Bai Weiwei walked up to Fang Lu: "I ask you, did you peek at William's manuscript and post the excerpts from the manuscript during the competition five years ago?"

When Fang Lu heard Bai Weiwei explain all her procedures, she felt a little weak: "How is that possible? Is William talking nonsense here?"

From Fang Lu's flustered eyes, it can be seen that this matter is very likely to be real.

It's just that Fang Lu didn't dare to take responsibility, she was bitten to death and didn't want to admit it.

As a judge and teacher, Bai Weiwei doesn't allow people who make mistakes around her, so she couldn't help but said, "I already have your evidence, if you insist on me showing it, then I don't mind tearing my face apart."

Pretentiously, she walked towards the basement, as if Fang Lu really had something in Bai Weiwei's hands.

And William brought two people over, Fang Lu didn't know who Lin Tu and Zhang Xueyao were, and tears rolled down her eyes inadvertently.

"Why does his design win the award? There is no difference in the clothes I design. You just prefer him."

Fang Lu squatted on the ground, her tears couldn't stop flowing down, and the grievances of many years burst out all at once.

Lin Tu looked at Fang Lu squatting on the ground, and sighed helplessly: "Hey, why bother."

Bai Weiwei heard Fang Lu tell what happened back then, how could she not know that her judgment back then was wrong.

William's grievances have been cleared, but there is no way to get back the achievements of the year.

Bai Weiwei watched William come to Fang Lu, and hurriedly stopped in front of William to prevent William from doing anything to Fang Lu.

No matter what, Fang Lu was called by her, and her identity was her closed disciple.

Patted Fang Lu's shoulder: "Okay, it's fine if the whole thing is clear, they just need an explanation, and don't want your compensation."

After finally getting everything, Fang Lu didn't want to lose what she had now.

"You guys sit here for a while, I'll contact the organizer of the year, the program group must have disappeared."

After five years, not every year is the same game.

I don't know if it's just luck, but the organizer hasn't changed the number for five years. Bai Weiwei called and someone answered the phone.

After telling the events of the year in detail, the organizer felt that they couldn't understand the phone call and needed them to explain clearly.

It has been held for such a long time, if someone finds out the problem, it would be too wrong for the organizer to take responsibility.

Willian's reluctance was written all over his face when he heard they needed to get back into the game.

He knew very well that the playing field was like a nightmare, and he didn't want to take a look inside it anyway.

Lin Tu gave Zhang Xueyao a wink, and Zhang Xueyao hurried over there, wanting to know the cause of the incident.

"Okay, we all know that you were wronged, so I will leave the design of my wedding dress to you."

You don't need to read those gossips on the Internet, none of them are really useful.

Bai Weiwei drove the car to the door of the room, but Fang Lu didn't want to go with them.

Lin Tu pointed to the car behind: "We are following you, and I also came by car."

There is no reason for Bai Weiwei to give them a ride, the only way to drive there is the most appropriate.

William sat in Bai Weiwei's car. They hadn't seen each other for several years, and it happened to be the time to exchange experiences.

Zhang Xueyao sat in the co-pilot and shook her head slightly: "Do you think it is possible for him to return his trophy?"

Hearing Zhang Xueyao's voice, Lin Tu couldn't help but chuckled: "The trophy is possible, but the reputation can't be repaid."

Five years have passed, and now that he has reached such an age, it is impossible to come back no matter what.

Fortunately, William relied on himself to make his way out, and did not rely on the fate of others.

William watched them look at him, and couldn't help laughing: "Thank you for your help, I know you are still around."

He waved his hand: "I'll have a good talk with the sponsor later."

The organizers were inside, and they didn't want to wrong anyone.

Bai Weiwei parked the car beside her, and Lin Tu took Zhang Xueyao out of the car, and she could see the organizer's name at a glance.

"Jin Guo Designers' Hall, the name is quite domineering, let's go inside and have a look."

I contacted the people inside in advance, and the guard at the door did not embarrass them, and led them inside.

Lin Tu glanced at the environment inside and nodded slightly: "It's very quiet, I think it's good."

Designers need inspiration, and too complicated a lot does not support such a thing.

Bai Weiwei led the way, Lin Tu and Zhang Xueyao followed, and William walked last.

"After so many years, the facilities inside have not changed at all."

Walked to the office with ease, the curator was already waiting for them in the office.

"You guys sit on the sofa first, I have received a text message from you, I will confirm the game that year."

There is video data of that game in the computer, and a lot of content has also been handed down.

"According to the clues you gave me, it can be analyzed that the whole thing should be done by Fang Lu. At that time, our judgment was wrong."

William in the picture didn't lose control at all, he just stood on it with his fists clenched, as if a little unwilling.

The curator is very aware of how uncomfortable this kind of unwillingness is, but fortunately, the grievance has been resolved now.

Standing up from his seat, he took a trophy under the desk and said, "Although it is a belated honor, I hope you don't mind."

The trophy was customized according to the style of the year, which is enough to represent the importance the curator attaches to William.

(End of this chapter)