"I'm here to say I'm sorry for being late."

Mu Qingluo paused, and more than a dozen people on the board of directors looked at her in unison, waiting for her next words.

"Okay, let's get down to business and talk about the theme of the fashion show in a week."

As soon as Mu Qingluo's words fell, some people began to be dissatisfied.

"Director Mu, for such an important meeting, you said you were late, you should always give us an explanation, right?"

Mu Qingluo heard the prestige, and it was a middle-aged man who spoke, with a pot-bellied belly and a pair of sharp lights under his black glasses.

This man Mu Qingluo knew that his name was Xu Sheng, and he was the leader among the directors.

As soon as he said this, the other directors chimed in.

"Director Mu, you have to give us a reasonable reason."

"That's right."

Mu Qingluo's fair and delicate face was slightly cold, her beautiful eyes crossed the ice, looked at him and sneered, and asked rhetorically, "You want a reason?" ”

"Yes!"

Xu Sheng met her gaze.

He knew that Mu Qingluo was the daughter of the Mu family, although her position was only the director, but her rights were much higher than him, and she was trampled under the feet of a fledgling little girl, and no one would be happy.

Mu Qingluo slammed the document in his hand on the table in the conference room, and his whole body was covered with a cold aura.

"Okay, I think you're all seniors, and I know you're skeptical of my abilities, but ......"

She paused slightly, her eyes scanned the people around her, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly, with a slight imperative of victory.

"Since you are here today, it means that you also hope that Mu can get better, it is indeed my fault to be late today, I will report it afterwards, the fashion show is our breakthrough point now, isn't it?"

Everyone was silent, what Mu Qingluo said was just right, she said that she would report it afterwards, if they hold on to it now, it will be their fault.

Their faces were slightly gloomy, waiting for the middle-aged man to speak.

I saw Xu Sheng staring at Mu Qingluo gloomily, and his tone was very cold, "Since Miss Mu has said so, let's start." ”

Mu Qingluo retracted his gaze and took out the PPT presentation that had been prepared a long time ago.

It's just that he hasn't spoken for a few minutes before he is interrupted by Xu Sheng again.

Because Mu Qingluo focuses on cold colors, dreamy themes, and is mainly white, Xu Sheng thinks that the theme she chooses is too monotonous and not attractive enough, and the chance of winning is almost small.

Mu Qingluo looked at him and explained slowly.

"This time our competitors are mainly the Rockwell Group, I have learned, how colorful the clothes under the Rock's are, biased towards the national style, this fashion show, they will definitely present the most popular things."

"So, I think their theme should be Chinese style, and in that case, if we want to win, we have to be different from them."

Xu Sheng sneered, "How can you be sure that Luo's will definitely choose Chinese style, I don't agree with your theme!" ”

As soon as Xu Sheng's words came out, other directors also disagreed.

Mu Qingluo's eyes sank when he looked at him, and his voice was cold, "I have already shown the plan to the chairman before, and he also thinks it's okay." ”

Mu Qingluo's aura was so powerful and terrifying that even Secretary Xia couldn't help but marvel.

Xu Sheng's face became darker and darker, he snorted coldly, and got up and left directly.

"Since that's the case, I don't have anything to say, Director Mu is so sure, let's do the fashion show by myself!"