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The beautiful face that could topple cities was still the same as before.

Standing there, with only a slight smile, was the most beautiful magazine.

Indeed, a natural born beauty.

The reporters were like a shoal of migrating fish as they rushed forward.

He had surrounded her and his bodyguard so tightly that not even a drop of water could trickle through.

"Miss Bai Ruoxue, may I ask if the matter of you breaking off all relations with Chief Executive Quan for the past ten years is true?"

"Miss Bai, how do you always get to know Quan Quan? "Can you reveal something …"

"Miss Bai, what do you think of the rumors about Little San's emotional changes?"

"Who was that mysterious woman on the yacht that day? When did you find out about the truth of Boss Quan's split leg … "

One after another, harsh and mean words were spoken.

The flash flared into an area, causing one's eyes to hurt.

However, Bai Ruoxue, who was standing in the center of the spotlight, was still smiling. She was as beautiful as a lotus blooming in water.

Smiling, he slowly opened his mouth, "Thank you for your concern. However, I am here today to participate in the Snow City Auction. Let's not talk about personal matters … Please be more concerned about the project in Snow City … "

It was completely a public relations style, but the words seemed to mean the same thing.

Actually, her appearance here today was already a powerful proof of that.

If his relationship with Quan Quan was not ordinary, why would he choose to show his face for the first time in the country?

He would never let it go until he knew what he had captured.

It was a contest of patience and skill.

"Miss Bai, it's your birthday a few days ago. May I ask if this is the birthday present that Xucheng has always given you?"

"Miss Bai Ruoxue, as the spokesperson for Snow City this time, is it clear that you want to reunite with Chief Quan …"

"Miss Bai, I heard that you and CEO Quan have already secretly registered to marry abroad. I wonder if this news is true?"

Facing the questions from the reporters, Bai Ruoxue maintained her most elegant manners.

His noble attitude was like a lily swaying in the wind, fresh and refined.

It was refreshing.

For such a gentle and generous girl like her, it should be possible that she was the candidate to be the daughter-in-law that all the noble families would like, right?

Kindness and wisdom, and also have the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.

Only a beautiful person like her was qualified to stand by Quan Jian Li's side, right?

Otherwise, how could he tie such a scheming man up for a whole ten years?

Ten years, for ordinary people, was an extremely precious period of time.

Not to mention those influential princes.

It was simply unthinkable.

"It seems like everyone is more interested in my private affairs …" She chuckled, "But today, I'm here to cheer for the company. I hope everyone will pay attention to the competition."

"Then Miss Bai, which company do you favor?"

The reporter didn't want to let go of every question.

She smiled, "Of course I hope that every company will have a good result. After all, until the end, no one will know the result. "As long as everyone goes all out …"

"Miss Bai, are you implying your relationship with Quan Quan?"

Another reporter rushed to ask.

It was because what she said just now was very easy to misunderstand.

Perhaps it was the same with her relationship with that mysterious mistress.

Only by fighting to the end would they know who would obtain the favor of the Chief Executive.

Bai Ruoxue maintained her most elegant demeanor as she glanced at the reporter asking the question, "Your imagination is really rich …"

It was still an ambiguous answer.

Not admitting it, not denying it.

Then, he politely nodded to the reporters. Under the escort of his bodyguards and agent, he walked into the Quan Mansion gracefully.

At the same time, the car that Lin Mo Ge was riding coincidentally stopped right at the entrance of the restaurant.

She had taken in the scene of the reporters surrounding Bai Ruoxue.

Looking at Bai Ruoxue's radiant and beautiful smile, she sighed in her heart.

On the night of the yacht, she broke up with Quan Jianli and cried like the rain. Her appearance was just like yesterday.

Women were truly emotional creatures.

Especially for women in love, their emotions were like an active volcano that could erupt at any time and could turn silent at any time.

And of course, all of Bai Ruoxue's changes were due to Quan Yueli.

That night, Bai Ruoxue sent her a photo of her bed showing off her strength. Didn't that just prove that they had been reunited?

That was why she was laughing so happily today, right?

Indeed, with Bai Ruoxue's gentleness and beauty, she was the most worthy person to be called Jian Li.

However, her heart was in extreme pain.

The most painful thing in the world is love, right?

To her, it wasn't love that she couldn't bear.

Rather, she didn't even have the qualifications to love …

"Vice President, should we wait for the reporters to disperse before entering?"

Seeing that she didn't look too good, Li Zhi Ming asked worriedly.

She shook her head, suppressing the disappointment and bitterness in her eyes, and opened the car door without saying anything. "Let's go!" It's getting late, we can't possibly delay the competition. "

"Mm …"

Standing in front of the powerful building, she looked up at the highest point of the sky and let out a bitter laugh.

However, in the short span of a few days, her status and heart had undergone earth-shattering changes.

Compared to the childish simplicity of the past, the current her knew what she wanted even more.

He also knew that he was still lacking in this area.

Compared to the previous preliminary competition, the rules of the competition had been changed by a lot.

Because of the large number of companies selected for the preliminary competition, the method of illustrating the blueprint was adopted.

Then, he could just wait for the judges' evaluation.

That was why it gave Lin Moge the opportunity to let her take advantage of the situation.

But this time, he was using the method of making a map on the spot.

The judges will give the style requirements, and then each company will independently complete the site design.

This way, they would be able to test the capabilities of each company.

It had to be said that this idea was indeed much fairer.

It also saved Lin Moge from being threatened.

In the meeting room, there were already many cameras installed. All the participants' positions were captured clearly.

However, the cameras were installed in the most secret location, so the companies participating in the competition didn't know about it.

This was because all of this was only personally grasped by Quan Dao Li, and it would not be handed over to the judges.

The various companies sat down, the professionals and the person in charge sat down at the conference table, while the rest of the people, in order not to disturb the competition, sat a little backwards.

Originally, there were only ten companies that were qualified, but because of Lin Moge, the Lin Clan made an exception and got selected.

Therefore, it became eleven seats.

The list of winners was personally notified by Gen to each company.

It was not that the list of candidates would be announced to the world.

Therefore, no one objected to the Lin Family's inclusion in the competition.

Li Zhi Ming carefully checked the plotter on the table before sitting down.

Following that, the judges of the Quan Group and the international judges entered the stage one after another.

It was just that she was missing that grim-faced Quan Shili.

The host, however, did not give any explanation of Quan Quan's absence, announcing today's style and theme without any prior discussion.

He then announced the start of the match.

What Lin Ruoyu threw into the thick archives before to Lin Moge was exactly what she needed to gather today's architectural styles.

However, she felt dizzy just by looking at it.

"Vice President, do you have any suggestions …"

Li Zhi Ming asked in a low voice.

Lin Moge Ge shot him a glance, "I don't know anything about this, so it's no different from reading the Heavenly Book. Just draw according to your own thoughts. "

"Alright, then I'll begin."

Saying that, Li Zhi Ming took a deep breath and began to draw on the drawing machine.

Looking at the fine lines and the small numbers, Lin Moge felt that she had entered the wrong place.

This is even harder than an exam.

Fortunately, Li Zhiming was here, otherwise, she would really worry that that scumbag Lin Guangtang would let her go on stage.

Anyway, that man could do anything.

The meeting room was very quiet. Everyone was looking at their own company's elites with rapt attention. No one dared to make any small moves.

Those in charge of the design were all completely focused as they expressed their thoughts on the painting tools to their heart's content.

Try to win the favor of the international judges, as well as the general authorities, with unique views and styles.

Lin Moge was sitting upright on a chair, trying hard to learn it at first.

But later on, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if he was pressing down a few dozen pounds of iron.

It closed without him realizing it.

Because he sat too straight and slipped, his body tilted the moment he took a nap, almost crashing into Li Zhi Ming.

"Vice President, are you alright?"

Li Zhi Ming asked in a low voice.

Lin Mo Ge rubbed his eyes and was a little embarrassed. "It's fine, continue painting. Don't worry about me …"

Saying that, he looked around.

Noticing that no one was paying any attention to him, he shrank back into his chair and continued to nap with his eyes closed.

However, because of the twisting pain in her abdomen, her nap was also very unstable.

Li Zhi Ming glanced at her and spoke again, "Vice President, you're not looking well. Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's alright, it's probably because I didn't sleep well …"

She smiled wryly. I can't tell him it's because of the pre-month syndrome, can I?

Perhaps it was because the company's affairs were too complicated these few days, even delaying the monthly affairs that were always punctual by three days.

At the top floor of the CEO's office.

Quan Jian Li still had her usual cold expression.

Ye Zichen sat in front of the desk with a dark expression and stared straight at the dozen or so lenses on the computer.

Each company's design mileage was shown on the screen.

As he sat here, he felt as if everything was being controlled and that he was being held in the palm of his hand.

However, these scenes were somewhat boring. Gradually, he was attracted by the scene of Little Grai in the upper right corner.

Enlarging that small square was exactly where Lin Moge and Li Zhiming were sitting.

Li Zhi Ming lowered his head and started drawing. Lin Mo Ge, who was sitting beside him, was curled up in a chair, dozing off with his eyes closed.

It looked just like when he slept on the sofa when he was his secretary.

He was like a lazy kitten, sleeping soundly whenever he had time.