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When Song Wei found out about this, he had already made his decision. She actually wanted to participate as well, but she wasn't very happy as Yin Chenchen had to help her.

"Yin Chenchen is the best in every aspect in the office or even the company. You will learn from her the fastest." Zhou Ying said sincerely.

With Yin Chenchen's help, Song Wei had made considerable progress, but it was still far from enough to participate in the tournament. To be able to clear the first stage of the game, creating a new map was too difficult.

"You are also stupid enough." Yin Chenchen looked at the clumsy Song Wei, and truly did not have the strength to retort.

"How could I be so stupid?" It's because you don't know how to teach, okay? " Song Wei disapproved.

"Do as you wish." Yin Chenchen did not continue to gather these boring questions.

After a period of emergency training, Song Wei was finally able to take out her things. And her design, was completely taught by Yin Chenchen himself.

Now was the time for her, Song Wei, to become famous.

As for Yin Chenchen, seeing that she had helped her before, she knew that she was too petty.

Song Wei was extremely happy when she thought of how she could shine during the competition.

This clothing design competition was held on the second floor of the Star Mansion, a relatively old building. It could be said to be the landmark of the city. Its European classical architecture was a perfect combination with modern Chinese architecture.

All the participants and their teams would create their own works in their own competition rooms, and by drawing lots, they would decide who should demonstrate first and then vote. Those with a small number of votes would be eliminated.

In other words, the team with the largest number of votes would be the victor, and the host would be able to sign a contract with them.

The number one was drawn by the Tang and Deng groups, while MS was selected for the tenth round.

Once they found their creation location, Song Wei and Yin Chenchen borrowed her team to quickly enter the production process.

"Which one of you saw that bead?" An anxious voice. At the corner of the room.

"Here, here." A figure quickly ran over.

"Who took my needle?"

"Who saw my thread?"

… ….

Although the scene was chaotic, the hands of everyone weren't.

Everyone was doing their own things.

Finally, in the third round of the selection, Song Wei and his team finished.

"I'll go and see how the selection is going." Song Wei said to the others after she finished the last step of her work.

"Alright."

At this time, Yin Chenchen was rushing on her way to the Louisiana.

When Song Wei arrived at the selection venue, the round of selection had already ended. She only saw the Tang Clan design team standing at the top of the rankings, but she believed that she would be even more outstanding.

"Right now, the number one is the Tang Group, but I believe that we will definitely beat them." Song Wei who had just returned from the site introduced the situation there.

"That's for sure. After all, this was designed by our Deputy Director." A straightforward little brother expressed his pride.

"What do you mean by Yin Chenchen's design? I designed this, okay? " After Song Wei heard this, she was unhappy. After all, this was her idea. How did it become her design?

That little brother curled his lips and did not continue to argue with Song Wei. After all, the end result was that MS was not just anyone.

After waiting anxiously, it was finally Song Wei's turn. When they brought their work to the scene, the lively atmosphere suddenly quietened down.

Song Wei and the others thought that their work was too brilliant, shocking everyone.

"F * * k, it's exactly the same. I've heard of collision shirts, collision faces, and this kind of collision design?"

The people below were whispering. Although Song Wei and the others couldn't hear it clearly, they could vaguely hear the words "same", "collision" and so on.

It confused them.

It wasn't until the Tang Group took their work to the stage that they understood what the people below meant.

It turned out that the Tang Clan's work was exactly the same as the work that Song Wei and the others had done. Even the details.

"What the hell is going on?" Song Wei was the first to jump in panic.

"Don't worry, I'll call the president." A male student standing beside Song Wei said.

"It must be Yin Chenchen." Song Wei said with tears in her eyes.

"I believe in Deputy Director." One of them said firmly.

"Let's not quarrel for now. We should go to the host's side and tell them to temporarily suspend the competition. After that, we can think of a way." The guy who said he wanted to call the CEO continued.

"This might be the best response right now."

"Then that's it for now." Song Wei could no longer consider anything else, all she could think of was that Yin Chenchen had betrayed her. She knew that Yin Chenchen wouldn't be so good to her, and even help her.

After negotiating with the organizer, the match was suspended. The person in charge of Tang Shi's side had also found Song Wei.

"I didn't expect you MS to be so despicable as to copy our ideas." The man who spoke was the designer of the Tang Family competition, Liu Feng.

"Who said we copied it? We thought of this ourselves." Song Wei said unhappily. She had clearly thought of this and changed it with Yin Chenchen, why did it become hers.

"I knew you'd say that. Fortunately, I had the foresight to change the order of appearance to # 1. " Liu Feng said it unintentionally, but the people listening were all interested.

Everyone was trying to figure out where the problem was, but the young man who called the CEO heard that something wasn't right.

However, he had recorded all the conversations, and before learning the design of the bank, he had studied law, so he knew the importance of evidence.

Tang Hao quickly rushed over.

"What's going on?" After Tang Hao understood the situation a little bit more. He did not say much. Looking at the situation now, it was not good for Yin Chenchen.

But she was at Louisiana's side and could not be reached now.

Tang Hao only negotiated briefly with the organizers and Liu Feng, and guaranteed to give both sides a satisfactory answer, while the MS will withdraw from this competition.

Yin Chenchen was having a conversation with the CEO of the Louisiana. Who would have thought that what awaited him was a violent storm?