I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

She would never admit her mistake.

There was no one else in the purple air except Mo Shiyan.

"Isn't it impossible to tell?" Ming Nuan couldn't help but smile on his face.

She pressed her forehead against the window with her face raised.

"Xiao Nuan, what are you thinking about? There is a person laughing non-stop there."

Ming Nuan looked back and said, "I'm thinking about Mr. Mo."

Gu Yu's face suddenly fell.

"Mr. Mo is such a considerate person!" Ming Nuan wanted to blow out a long rainbow fart.

"You have no idea what kind of person Mo Shiyan is." Gu Yu couldn't help but hold his forehead.

He was about to explain Mo Shiyan's shortcomings to Ming Nuan in detail.

Employees from the Propaganda Department walked in.

"Miss Mingnuan, contestants are already arriving one after another."

Ming Nuan suddenly became energetic, "Is someone here? Let's go down and have a look."

Gu Yu quickly asked the bodyguard to escort Ming Nuan down.

Ming Nuan just showed up.

The already loud curses outside suddenly became more harsh.

"Mingnuan, why do you have the nerve to appear in front of us!"

"Just get out!"

"Apologise to Rourou!"

"You are a cancer in the design world!"

Some people were even so excited that they wanted to rush up.

Gu Yu's expression changed slightly, and he immediately ordered the bodyguards to control the crowd.

Mo Shiyan also saw this scene in the car.

He frowned slightly.

The driver was extremely anxious, "How about I contact the security team of the Mo Group? What if the young lady is injured?"

Mo Shiyan's frown never relaxed.

But he saw Ming Nuan's face was calm.

He even turned around and took out a... huge speaker!

She turned on the switch for the giant speaker.

He blew directly into the giant speaker.

There was a shrill sound coming from the surrounding speakers.

The fans who were still shouting couldn't help but shrink their necks and cover their ears.

Ming Nuan found a comfortable position and sat on the seat.

Suddenly he smiled at this crowd of people and said, "Are you angry?"

"You should be angry."

"I'm angry that I'm so stupid and don't even know I'm being taken advantage of."

These words instantly ignited the anger of this group of people, "You are talking nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Ming Nuan chuckled, "You came here to make trouble because of Ming Rourou's words without evidence. You even had your emotions manipulated, and you wanted to hurt me with your passion."

"Then do you know who I am?"

This group of people immediately cursed: "Of course I know, you are just relying on your good family background..."

Ming Nuan interrupted them directly, and her voice suddenly turned cold, "So you also know that I have a good family background."

"Now that you know it, why do you do such a stupid thing?"

Her downcast expression and her cold tone made them freeze.

"I'm the boss of Mingzhu Design, which means I'm different from the people you used to just pick someone to pull your hair and fight with."

"Young people, use your brains." Ming Nuan stretched out his hand, pointed at his temple and circled it twice, "verbally insulted, gathered people to provoke, and even wanted to attack me."

"Do you think there are cameras everywhere in this place, my territory, and you can escape unscathed?"

"Every face of yours is clearly recorded in my company's surveillance."

"What we are going to face is a team of lawyers that is one of the best in the entire Beijing city and even the country."

"You... are very brave."

Ming Nuan slowly leaned back and asked in a leisurely tone: "Do you really love Ming Rourou so much?"

"Come."

Ming Nuan raised his fingers towards them.

"Those who are willing to seek justice for Ming Rourou and volunteer to go to jail, raise your hands!"

The audience was silent.

They didn't expect it at all.

In this scene where everyone is shouting for beating.

This Ming Nuan not only ran away without holding his head, but also stood up arrogantly, smelling like money, and directly threatened them.

Ming Nuan waited for a moment.

Then he smiled and said: "No one raised their hands? It seems that your love is really shallow."

"Just like your brain that can only be led by others."

Ming Nuan's voice became colder, "I, Ming Nuan, why should I copy her drawings?"

"On the contrary, Ming Rourou, who has been living under the same roof with me, has been copying me."

"And you are so ready to fight for her, what about her? Has she come forward?"

"I just push you out and don't care whether you live or die, right?"

Ming Rourou's fans' faces turned red.

They wanted to curse Ming Nuan loudly, this bitch!

But when they thought of what Ming Nuan had just said... they couldn't help but feel panic rising in their hearts.

In the car, Mo Shiyan's frown relaxed.

He wrote lightly: "What kind of security team is needed for this little thing?"

"Don't coddle her too much, let her figure it out on her own."

Driver: "..." He could see Mr. Mo's worried look just now!

Ming Nuan leaned back on the chair comfortably and saw that the group of people finally calmed down.

At least she dared to say something in a low voice and didn't dare to blatantly curse or insult people. It would not affect the upcoming competition, so she put down the loudspeaker.

He turned to look at the contestants who had been waiting and had arrived one after another.

As soon as this group of people saw Ming Nuan, they stood up subconsciously.

He clasped his hands nervously.

They were all dressed simply. There was even a boy who looked like he was about college age. He came in clothes that had been washed white. Even the uppers on his feet had turned yellow from being worn for too long.

And what's even scarier is.

He was also holding a takeout suit in his hand. It seemed that he was delivering food part-time?

As soon as they stood up, the fans couldn't help but let out a few chuckles.

The voice was neither soft nor serious, "You are still called a designer."

"It's just that I'm wearing clothes that have no sense of design at all."

Anyway, as long as they don't scold Mingnuan directly.

Then Ming Nuan can't do anything to them, right?

"So, people should not do bad things, otherwise the only people who come to apply for jobs will be of this level."

Every industry has its own threshold and circle of contempt.

This is especially true in the design community.

The saying "Respect Luo Yi first and then respect others" is vividly displayed in this circle.

Even the people in the Propaganda Department couldn't help but frown when they looked at these people.

These people...are completely different from the people in the previous design team?

Even they themselves don't have much confidence.

Standing in this grand hall, I squeezed my hands somewhat uncomfortably.

But Ming Nuan was not surprised at all.

After all, the comments online are so intense.

Her reputation is so bad that even famous people don't want to come here, for fear of being 'implicated' by her, right?

So the only people who come here are those who are desperate and desperate.

Or someone who doesn’t care about external evaluation.

Ming Nuan sat on his seat and looked at the group of people in front of him.

There was no coldness in his words when he spoke, but a gentle smile.

"Then, you are welcome to compete."

"My dear rough diamond players."