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Where are the Design Manuscript?

"Then what did you do?" Without waiting for Yuan Han to finish speaking, Mo Yao opened her mouth and interrupted her. After a cold snort, she said, "Hmph. If you can even lose Design Manuscript, are you even worthy to be a designer? Yuan Han, this isn't the first time you have lost a design paper, is it? Of course, I think you just accidentally lost the design. Those who didn't know were probably going to gossip, right? Do they think you haven't finished the design at all? Hehe … We haven't seen your design! "

In regards to Mo Yao's accusations, Yuan Han was somewhat speechless. She shook her head with all her might and covered her head with her hands as she said, feeling wronged, "No … It's not like that. My design is obviously... No... "It's not …"

Looking at Yuan Han, Mo Yao laughed contemptuously, and spoke with ridicule: "Forget it, you are here to participate in the bidding, what's the use of being wronged like this? Could it be that someone bullied you? "

Hearing Mo Yao's words, Yuan Han bit her lips and took her hands off her head. Just as she was thinking about how she should explain to the judges and the Project Owner about the loss of the Design Manuscript, the other party did not give her another chance.

Yuan Han only saw the Project Owner sigh towards her, then slowly opened her mouth: "Miss Yuan, looks like you don't have the luck to take part in this project … "Sorry."

Yuan Han felt that her head was buzzing. She only saw Mo Yao smile tenderly as she thanked the Project Owner and shook his hand …

Yuan Han slowly picked up her handbag and muddle-headedly left the recruitment site.

Mo Yao looked at Yuan Han's lonely back, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously rose a little. The old man who fell was someone she had found on purpose to disturb Yuan Han's sight so that when she wasn't paying attention, she could pull out her Design Manuscript. Everything was progressing smoothly, and from the moment Yuan Han entered the arena, she had already been waiting to see a good show. That was why she purposely suggested that she should first display her work.

"Miss Mo, Miss Mo …"

Only after being called by the Project Owner did Yuan Han come back to her senses. She retracted her gaze from Yuan Han's back, and smiled as she looked at the Project Owner in front of her. What's wrong, Teacher Zhang? "

"Miss Mo, I think we need to discuss some of this case in detail." The manager laughed as he spoke.

Even though Yuan Han did not take out her own Design Manuscript this time, the competition was still held, and he achieved her goal! Thus, the supervisor was in an exceptionally jubilant mood.

Mo Yao naturally nodded in agreement, "That's only natural."

After saying that, the two of them went off to the side to discuss. As for the evaluator Wu who wore the grey suit, he chased after Yuan Han.

After exiting the hall, Yuan Han slowly walked along the side of the road without calling for a carriage. Suddenly, she seemed to hear someone calling after her. However, Yuan Han did not turn around, as she thought that she was hearing things … Just a moment ago, Project Owner had already passed the project of rebuilding the welfare home to Mo Yao in front of her. How could anyone come looking for her at this time?

Thus, Yuan Han continued to walk forward. Her speed was not fast, hence, the Mr. Wu quickly caught up to her.

Only when he reached behind Yuan Han did Mr. Wu stop his footsteps. He reached out his hand, gently patted Yuan Han's shoulder, and gasped for breath as he opened his mouth: "Hey, Miss Yuan!"

Feeling the knock on his shoulder, Yuan Han stopped in his tracks, and turned around with some suspicions. When he saw the person behind him, Yuan Han was stunned, wasn't that the judge from just now?

"Mr. Wu, may I ask what is this about …?" Yuan Han asked hesitantly.

The Mr. Wu calmed his chaotic aura, then said to Yuan Han with a smile: "Miss Yuan, it's like this. Actually, I had paid attention to you before, so I'm very fond of your work. Although you met with some mishap in today's election. However, I still quite admire your design ideas and ideas! "

Yuan Han then smiled, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Wu, for obtaining your assurance, I am truly happy."

"No need to thank me." "The Mr. Wu shook his head, and walked forward alongside Yuan Han. Can you tell me why you didn't bring Design Manuscript to run today? "

"Right." Yuan Han nodded her head, and slowly said while walking: "Actually, I left this morning with my Design Manuscript, but later on, I met an old granny. When I got off the bus again, she fell down, so I helped her up and chatted with her. At that moment, I put the folder on the floor. Now that I think about it, that was probably the time when my Design Manuscript was lost … "

"Didn't you open it when you picked it up?" Mr. Wu asked doubtfully.

Yuan Han shook her head, frowned and said: "Not really, because it was a bit late, and I was delayed on the road, I was worried about being late … "So, take the folder and I'll go into the recruitment area."

"Could it be that he accidentally dropped it on the bus? "It's just a piece of paper. If I accidentally dropped it, I probably wouldn't be able to find it …"

"Impossible, I only got four stops on the bus. There were not many people in the car at that time, and it was not crowded. Furthermore, I have always held the folder in my arms and have never opened it.

Mr. Wu lowered his head and thought deeply for a moment, then helplessly nodded. "Looks like it was indeed lost when I got off the bus." "… … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

"Yeah." Yuan Han said in a muffled voice.

"There shouldn't be such a coincidence. That short period of time should have been planned long ago." Mr. Wu analyzed softly. Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and opened his mouth. "He probably felt embarrassed and immediately covered his face with his hands." "Today, only you and Miss Mo are participating in the election. Could it be her?"

Yuan Han laughed in ridicule, and laughed coldly: "Hehe … Wasn't this obvious? "It's a pity I don't have any evidence. Otherwise, how could I allow her to bully me like this?"

Mr. Wu also knew that Yuan Han's words were reasonable, as he had actually seen this kind of thing too many times. Sometimes, even though they knew who framed them, they couldn't do anything about it …

When he looked at Yuan Han again, Mr. Wu sighed once more.