Xu Jiaojiao was dumbfounded.

When she saw the acquiescence and connivance on Horthy's face, she knew it in her heart.

Damn, all the crimes are committed in front of the main palace!

Xu Jiaojiao wailed, covered her face and ran out of the office.

This reaction made Nan Chu unexpected.

This girl just didn't know, and what she just said was too heavy.

If you have a chance, apologize.

She thought about it in her heart, but she didn't let go of the idea of the initiator.

Nan Chu pulled out his chair.

The metal legs of the chair rubbed against the ground, letting out a scream.

She was in a very unhappy mood.

"Mr. Huo, it seems that your work life is very nourishing."

Hossiqi began to regret it.

Nan Chu has a strong temperament, so she can not hesitate to move out of her identity to oppress people, probably really angry.

He's a little weak-hearted.

"You know, I won't."

"I don't know."

Nan Chu avoided his hand and leaned back slightly.

"All I know is that I said at the beginning, if you're tired of playing, or if you have some other woman—"

"I'll break it off with you right away"

Nan Chu's tone was categorical.

What if she likes Horthy?

There is no emotion that can make her give up her dignity.

Horthy is speechless.

When he meets Nanchu, he will always be the losing side.

He bypassed the desk and pulled Nan Chu to sit on the sofa.

Reaching out and pressing the woman into his arms.

"I saw you here a long time ago, just to see how jealous you look."

"Otherwise, I wouldn't tolerate her in front of me for so long."

He has no habit of explaining to others.

He is not afraid of losing anything because of it.

But he was afraid of losing Nanchu.

Jealous?

Nan Chu recalled the gaffe just now-

The words that come out of my mouth without the brain are intensely aggressive.

Is this jealousy?

She closed her eyes and quickly adjusted her state.

After a few moments, when I opened my eyes again, my mind had completely calmed down, as if nothing had happened.

"I'm here today because I have something serious to talk to you about."

Horthy hid the loss in his eyes.

Nan Chu got up, took out a blank piece of paper from the printer on his desk, and wrote as he spoke.

"I've calculated that the price of finished jewelry is more than twice the price of raw materials, based on the current market situation."

"Then, for every work I sell, I send 80 percent of the proceeds to your account."

"As for the rest of the money, I will use it to pay for other expenses such as processing fees."

Huo Xici clasped her wrist tightly, and her body exuded a cold and powerful aura.

"You're going to draw a line with me?"

Nan Chu was not afraid at all and met his gaze.

"I just want to fight for my dignity."

After staring at each other for a long time, Horthy was defeated first.

She found out anyway.

Yes, from the moment he saw her draw the design, he was already working on the preparations.

Nationwide related competitions for the best raw materials.

Even after she gets the ranking, how to arrange her to get the resources she deserves step by step will not be abrupt.

The man's voice was indifferent, as if he was suppressing something.

"I don't miss you that money."

"But if you think it's respectful to you, just let it go."

Nan Chu inexplicably felt a sour tip of his nose.

How could she not trust such a Hossey resignation?

The semi-finals will soon begin in earnest.

Unlike the primaries, the semi-finals require each person to produce a three-minute short film.

In the short film, the designer cannot appear in the camera to display the work in an all-round way, but must dub the original voice to explain the connotation of the work.

Nan Chu stayed up for two nights in a row and recorded more than a dozen different dubbed versions.

It was finally completed an hour before the deadline.

This time, Nan Chu was not able to sit in the audience.

According to the rules of the competition, all players participating in the semi-finals must watch the live broadcast of the game on the big screen in the backstage lounge.

As soon as Nan Chu walked into the lounge, he felt a strong smell of gunpowder.

Several women competed with each other, needles against Maimang.

In the back row of chairs, there is a man with shoulder-length hair and a dark blue hoodie.

The man was wearing headphones, holding a pencil in one hand and a sketchbook in the other, intently sketching something on the paper.

It is incompatible with other people's impetuousness.

Nan Chu walked over and sat two positions away from the man.

The match started on time, and the big screen in front of the lounge also started the live broadcast.

The first to be displayed in the lottery was Mo Shen's work.

With Lin Man's reminder, Nan Chu didn't dare to underestimate this Mo Shen.

A pendant is being displayed in all directions, and a clear male voice is emanating into every corner of the lounge.

"Have you ever seen a spring in the spring mountains?"

This Mo Shen ...... Is it a man?

Nan Chu looked around, and among the twenty designers, including himself, it seemed that only this guy next to him was a man!

Nan Chu looked at him in surprise.

Mo Shen didn't even raise his head.

Next, Nan Chu completely forgot about the game and watched Mo Shen's reaction with great interest.

He only looks up when he hears a specific codename.

What's more interesting is that these specific players are all the competitors that Lin Man made for Nan Chu.

It's not easy.

Maybe it's a matter of luck, maybe someone did it on purpose.

In short, Nan Chu's work was put to last.

"Number 043."

This is the competition code name of Nanchu.

Mo Shen's movements froze, he stuffed the pencil into his pocket, closed the notebook, raised his head and stared at the screen, looking very solemn.

Nanchu's entry is a handy.

The part of the bracelet is made of white gold instead of plain silver.

Beads of different materials are arranged in different positions.

Crystals, tourmalines, diamonds, and even sandalwood beads.

Each bead is engraved with a small pattern, which is connected to form a special ornament.

It gives people a visual impact that blends tradition and modernity.

At first glance, the design is biased towards ethnic minorities, but agate beads are used at the closing position.

It also endows a kind of soft beauty unique to the Han people.

In the front row, Gu Yiyi's eyes widened.

It wasn't until the peaceful and gentle female voice came out that she immediately realized that this was Nan Chu's work.

"What's it, the soil is dead, why don't you take it to the intangible cultural heritage program to appreciate it?"

She deliberately mocked.

To be expected.

Nan Chu raised his eyes, "What is your opinion on the traditional culture of the country?" ”

Gu Yiyi choked and didn't dare to shout loudly anymore.

Mo Shen looked at it for a long time before he said the first sentence after coming to the venue today.

"Beautiful."

Huh?

Does he mean that his work is good-looking?

To use these two words to comment on jewelry is too pale.

But Mo Shen's tone was really sincere.

Nan Chu asked tentatively, "Are you saying that this work is good-looking?" ”

"Well," Mo Shen made no secret of it, "you're 043?" ”

Presumably by the sound.

Being stared at by the other party, Nan Chu was a little embarrassed and reported his name.

"The symbol on it is in Tibetan, and the content is "The Mirror of Poetry"?"

Mo Shen asked again.