"It's always good to be careful." Nian Xiaomu looked at the calm village, his eyebrows twisted slightly.

This fashion show is not only for the factory, but also to let more people know about the tie-dye process.

And ink eternal......

There are more and more people around her, Mo Kun is dealing with them one by one, only if she wins, can she have a chance to bring down Mo Kun and save Mo Yongheng!

The calm of the eve of the storm can only be seen on the surface.

No one can relax now......

"I see, I'll keep an eye on the scene myself, only until the moment you notify the ignition!" After Director Hong finished speaking, he turned around and walked to the square again.

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Mojia Villa.

"Bang-"

The sound of a vase shattering came from the living room.

Mo Kun stood in front of the sofa, staring at Du Li who was standing in front of him with gloomy eyes, reached out and grabbed his collar, and roared.

"What did you just say? Say it again to me! ”

"Mr. Mo, I just received the news that Nian Xiaomu secretly planned a fashion show, and he didn't reveal it in the early stage, and only let Hong Shi be personally responsible, and only an hour ago, he suddenly notified the major media ......"

Du Li said, handing the promotional poster in his hand to Mo Kun.

The colorful poster is printed with the logo of Mo's Group and the garment factory, and a series of clothes designed from tie-dye fabrics are miraculously pieced together into the shape of a phoenix through the difference of colors, surrounded by torches in the middle.

The theme is "Phoenix Nirvana: The Beauty of Tie-Dye Flying Out of the Firelight!" ”

As soon as Mo Kun saw the poster in his hand, his face changed suddenly.

On the poster, the past and present life of tie-dye are also detailed, as well as the business philosophy of Mo's Group.

"Return to the source of national culture and appreciate the beauty of tie-dye innovation!"

"It is not only the craftsmanship that is inherited, but also the excellent national culture!"

"What belongs to the nation is what belongs to the world!"

“……”

The slogan prepared by Nian Xiaomu is not selling feelings, but also full of a strong sense of mission.

boldly abandon professional models, but let those tie-dye craftsmen, those amateurs show the beauty of tie-dye, such a maverick fashion show, not to mention other people, even Mo Kun saw the publicity, very curious!

If she is really allowed to use the Torch Festival to build momentum and successfully hold a fashion show, I am afraid that her name as vice president will overpower him.

In addition, before the dead old man became seriously ill, he passed the warrant of the head of the family to Nian Xiaomu.

At that time, no one will listen to him anymore, whether it is the Mo family or the Mo group......

He must not watch the fashion show go smoothly!

"You immediately bring some people to destroy the venue before the costume show starts, and you must not let the live broadcast start smoothly!" Mo Kun tore the poster in his hand to shreds, threw it on the broken vase, and gave an order to Du.

Du Li's eyebrows moved slightly, but did not move.

Mo Kun: "What are you still doing in a daze?" Time is running out, you go! If you really let Nian Xiaomu succeed, tomorrow will be the death date of you and me! ”

"I'm afraid it's useless to destroy the venue now." Du Li faced Mo Kun's anger and pressed the peaked cap on his head.

The face hidden in the shadows flashed with a strange light.

"As far as I know, Nian Xiaomu should have been wary of us for a long time, so he deliberately suppressed the news, and now the bodyguards at the fashion show scene are afraid that there are more people than I can muster, and it is useless to fight hard, I have a good way to ......"

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PS: I'm sorry.,I'm coming back late.,Start updating now.,Write while changing.,There will be eight more today.,The demons may have to write until two o'clock after all the monsters are written.,Don't stay up late.,You can wake up and watch it again~.