Chapter 303 Neuropathy

They knew that the Song Corporation was about to go bankrupt, and they were not afraid of Song Jiuyue at all.

A stylishly dressed and arrogant-looking woman stepped out of the crowd, like a big sister, with her arms crossed, looking at Song Jiuyue domineeringly, "You, we are talking about you."

"You said I plagiarized my work, whose work was I plagiarized?"

"Didn't you see the video on the Internet? You gave a birthday present to a woman named Mu Xin, and that dress was plagiarized."

"..." Song Jiuyue glared at this damn woman through gritted teeth.

"You didn't design the champion work. You dare to say in front of so many people that you designed it. Who knows if the leading women's clothing sales over the years might be the one who crowned you with the works designed by others. ."

"Do you dare to gamble?" Song Jiuyue looked coldly at this arrogant woman.

The arrogant woman looked at her: "What are you betting on?"

"We each design a shirt and post it anonymously on the Internet to see which one netizens like more, and whoever wins."

"and then?"

"I won, and you will bite your tongue in front of me in the future. I will never be polite to you. I was invited back by your boss with a high salary. As long as I play your small reports in front of him, you have to get out of the way~ I lost, you can say anything bad about me, I will ask President An to give me an independent office and hire me a few assistants." After speaking, Song Jiuyue raised her chin slightly and sneered arrogantly.

When everyone heard it, they looked at each other in dismay. How do you think that this gambling method is all about the woman who wins or loses?

The arrogant woman was stunned for a moment, then quickly came back to her senses, made a contemptuous gesture towards Song Jiuyue, and then sneered and said coldly, "Psychopath."

After finishing speaking, he turned around gracefully and returned to his position, "It's just crazy, I'm just an input clerk in the design department, and I even compete with me with designs, do you want to press me?"

Hearing what she said, everyone else looked at Song Jiuyue with contempt. They all regarded her as a lunatic. At work, they never communicated or chatted with her.

Song Jiuyue's face was very ugly.

During lunch, An Changgong brought her a message.

A month later in France, there will be an individual costume competition.

The individual competition is to participate in the name of the individual, without the name of the company.

This is a five-yearly clothing competition, held every year in France.

And, for each country, a top winner will be selected, and the top winner will receive at least five million in prize money.

There may also be domestic commercial sponsorships, and the bonus will be higher than five million.

Five million prize money——

Song Jiuyue would not have paid attention to this number before.

It's different now, she's very poor now and needs money.

After she heard the news, she planned to compete.

In her country, her design reputation can be said to be one of the best.

As long as she works hard, she will definitely become an award winner in her country.

With this determination, Song Jiuyue began to work hard.

She was busy until the other colleagues left work at night, and she walked out of the Anmei Building tiredly.

She called a taxi and gave the driver the name of a restaurant.

As soon as she walked into the restaurant, she saw two familiar figures.

Gu Yanhao and Song Wuyou.

They go to their exclusive location.

Gentleman Gu Yanhao pulled up the chair for Song Wuyou.

After Song Wuyou sat down, he reached out his hand thoughtfully and tenderly, and tucked the hair in front of her behind her ear.