Tiffany said: "In terms of customers, several boutique customers who had previously placed long-term orders have inexplicably requested to cancel their subscriptions, either saying they were short of funds or adjusting their business strategies. As a result, our inventory increased rapidly. There are also suppliers On the other hand, they are also urging us to pay recently."
Cao Zhong sighed: "The most terrible thing is that Fontaine Department Store's PK competition is about to happen. We are still hiding these situations from Cotillard..."
At this time, Mo Fan opened the door and came in, and continued what Cao Zhong said:
"Adu, a huge burden is placed on this final battle with Linglong. Only by winning can DU turn defeat into victory."
Tiffany and Cao Zhong reacted greatly when they saw Mo Fan.
"Winning or losing has nothing to do with you, you despicable villain, why are you here! Leave! You are not welcome in DU!"
The two of them said that they were going to push Mo Fan out.
Mo Fan glared at Tiffany and said: "I am the largest shareholder of DU. It seems that it is not your turn to say this, right?"
Chen Yidu said: "Tiffany, Cao Zhong, you two go out first."
Tiffany and Cao Zhong looked at each other and hesitated for a moment before exiting.
Chen Yidu asked: "Is this your new strategy? Before, you deliberately wanted to kill me and then quickly, and now you are hypocritically supporting me. Is this repeated to make your desire for control reach its peak?"
Mo Fan sneered: "Don't be so sentimental. I want to defeat you, but I don't want to defeat DU. You and I are both DU's largest shareholders now. I don't want my real money to be wasted by you. So. For the sake of my own company, I have the right to urge you to win this battle, and you are now responsible for your investors, Chairman Chen."
Li Weiwei walked into Linglong's foyer. After recovering her memory, she seemed to have a fierce murderous aura.
When the passing staff saw Li Weiwei's appearance, they all whispered in confusion.
Huo Ruiyong happened to be passing by, and stepped forward to find fault without fear: "Li Weiwei, the design work will be submitted tomorrow for Fengdan's PK competition. Where is your work?"
Li Weiwei stared at him and said calmly: "I have been working in Linglong for so many years, and no one has ever questioned me like this! I would like to ask Mr. Yong, you are someone who has been relying on your brother for more than 20 years to live up to your reputation. Sir, where did this confidence to question me come from?"
Huo Ruiyong was so frightened by her sharp eyes and sharp words that he staggered. Fortunately, Secretary Zhu caught him in time.
Watching Li Weiwei walk away, Huo Ruiyong was confused: "Where has Li Weiwei been practicing magic skills these days? Why can't I resist this move of killing people with my eyes?"
In the Linglong Design Department, everyone is working lazily.
Sophie put on makeup in front of the camera, Jenny was eating snacks and playing on the computer, and George, wearing a bright orange tights, was discussing modifications to new sample clothes with Lao Wan.
Li Weiwei walked into the design department, glanced at everyone with sharp eyes, and then began to reprimand in the tone of a female devil:
"George, who are you showing your 2-foot-8 waist to? If you don't change it tomorrow, you will wear a skirt for me to go to work! Does Sophie still have a part-time job in the nightclub? Jenny, if you want to be a secretary in the weightlifting team, I I can help you get in touch.”
George looked at his tights with a hurt expression on his face.
Sophie quickly put away the camera, and Jenny said with a cry: "Mr. Li, I will write a 10,000-word review right away! No, it is a resignation report."
Li Weiwei said expressionlessly: "If you resign, I will have to spend a lot of time looking for another secretary, not to mention they may not be better than you."
Hearing this, Jenny looked up at her in surprise.
Huo Xiao followed closely and glanced at Jenny: "Why don't you quickly bring the sample clothes to Mr. Li's office?"
After saying that, Li Weiwei and Huo Xiao walked into their office.
Lao Wan asked: "What happened to Mr. Li today?"
Secretary Ou couldn't help but quietly revealed: "She remembered it all!"
Everyone wailed: "The good days have only been a few days, and the female devil is back!"
Jenny said thoughtfully: "I think Mr. Li has not been completely beaten back to his original form, at least he is much gentler than before."
Li Weiwei was modifying the sample clothes quickly in the office. Huo Xiao stood aside and looked at her worriedly.
Li Weiwei said without raising her head: "You've been standing here, what's the matter? If you have something to say, just say it, and if it's nothing, go out."
Huo Xiao asked with concern: "Weiwei, are you okay?"
She said expressionlessly: "I'm fine. Isn't this the Li Weiwei you want to see now?"
Huo Xiao looked at Li Weiwei with mixed emotions.
After get off work, Li Weiwei took the sample clothes home and continued to modify them attentively.
Leo watched from the side and couldn't help but ask: "Weiwei, are you really going to participate in Fontaine's ultimate PK and fight to the death with Chen Yidu?"
Li Weiwei looked at him and sighed: "Then what else can I do? The dream is over. The twenty-three-year-old Li Weiwei only belongs to the past. It's time for me to be the thirty-year-old Li Weiwei. The thirty-year-old Li Weiwei is not You are not qualified to dream anymore.”
Leo sighed: "Weiwei, you have changed. I don't like your current endocrine disorder at all."
Li Weiwei said: "I don't like the way I look now either. Although the 23-year-old Li Weiwei is not as rich as she is now, she is simple and beautiful, with a loving father, close friends, and the most romantic love and dreams. I used to never understand why I turned into such an annoying devil at the age of thirty, but now I finally understand. When I lose everything little by little, I have to put on spiked armor and pretend to be strong. In such a way, he bites the bullet and fights with this world."
In the DU showroom, Chen Yidu stayed up late to make suggestions for modifications to the wedding dress samples. Tiffany acted as an assistant, sewing and mending the clothes with needle and thread.
Chen Yidu said: "The amount of pleats should be evenly distributed horizontally, and the amount of pleats should be gradually increased from the waistline downward to create a certain gradient effect."
Tiffany followed his instructions and suddenly pricked her hand.
Chen Yidu asked: "Are you okay?"
Tiffany said worriedly: "It's okay, it's just Adu. I always feel that Mo Fan behaved very strangely in this final showdown."
Chen Yidu frowned: "It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that cannot be avoided."
Tiffany asked: "He is so insidious and deliberately wants to harm you. How could he really stand by and watch this time? Could he be making some conspiracy secretly?"
Chen Yidu did not answer her, but urged: "Hurry up and revise it, I will submit the final work early tomorrow morning."
The next day, a large number of reporters gathered at the entrance of the venue.
Two groups, Chen Yidu and Li Weiwei, walked into the show with their own designed clothes and handed the works to Cotillard.
Cotillard handed the work to the staff around him and asked them to help seal it.
Flash lights lit up all around, and reporters from all walks of life recorded this historic moment.
Cotillard said: "Everyone, today, as a representative from the French department store Fontaine, I deeply feel the ambitions of Chinese companies. I believe that in the near future, China will definitely give birth to fashion companies that will influence the world. Regardless of tomorrow's No matter what the result of the competition is, I hope that DU and Linglong can join hands and jointly create a new world for the Chinese fashion industry in their competition with each other."
Li Weiwei and Chen Yidu shook hands under the flashlight and put on perfunctory smiles.
Li Weiwei still had a smile on her face, but her tone was cold: "I hope you have forgotten everything that happened before. What you should remember is Li Weiwei standing in front of you now."
Chen Yidu also had a smile on his face and replied: "The Li Weiwei in my heart died six years ago."
Li Weiwei said: "I will never be soft in tomorrow's final."
Chen Yidu snorted coldly: "We're always waiting."
At this time, Cotillard announced to everyone: "Tomorrow morning, everyone is welcome to witness this historic moment."
On the street, Mo Fan happened to pass by a small shop with a TV, and the report of Fontaine's ultimate PK was being played on the TV.
He stared at the smiling Chen Yidu on the screen, took out his mobile phone and called Kang Xing: "We can start taking action."
In the hidden area of the show corridor, Kang Xing looked at the staff member he had found in advance, who had already changed into the uniform of a show security guard. Kang Xing lowered his voice and warned: "It's up to you now. The money will be transferred to your account immediately after the matter is completed. We will do what we say."
The other party nodded and quickly left quietly, pushing a cart with wedding dresses from the two companies with another security guard.
The security guard looked at the people around him curiously: "New here? I haven't seen you before. Which venue were you originally at?"
This man felt guilty and hesitated to answer.
At this time, Kang Xing came to the rescue: "Security, can you open the dressing room door for me?"
The man immediately understood and said to the security guard on the side: "Brother, go and open the door. I know where to put these clothes. I will lock the door in a while and give you the key. The boss said you are responsible for the key."
The security guard agreed and left quickly.
The man was left staring at Li Weiwei's wedding dress with a smile of success.
On the street, Mo Fan's car was parked on the side of the road, and Huo Xiao got into his car.
Mo Fan started the car and drove forward. He handed Huo Xiao a piece of paper.
"This is a pass to send Chen Yidu to hell. Find a way for Li Weiwei to hand it over to Cotillard."
Huo Xiao looked at the content on the paper, frowned and asked, "Why don't you send these information to Cotillard anonymously, or send it to me? Why do you have to let Weiwei do it?"
Mo Fan sneered: "A prisoner standing on the gallows suddenly discovers that the executioner is the person he loves most. How exciting would that scene be?"
Huo Xiao looked at him, his body trembling slightly, and he suppressed the anger in his heart.
Mo Fan glanced at him: "I am thinking about you too. If Li Weiwei kills Chen Yidu with her own hands, she will definitely give up on Chen Yidu and be determined to grow old with you."
Huo Xiao turned his head and looked out the window, still saying nothing.