"The five judges for this design competition have already been decided, and one of them is the infamous fashion mogul AD from Washington. AD even brought Bian Jingwen to attend the judges' dinner, what does this mean? Is it rigged?"
No need to think much, if they can't find someone to restrain AD, then indeed Bian Jingwen would be preselected.
Rumor has it that this mogul would not hesitate to step over her husband from the director's position for her reputation, surely, supporting a little girl should be a trivial matter for her.
But since this competition is a showdown between Qin Mu and Bian Jingwen, Qin Mu slightly lifted her gaze: "Let's give Master a call later!"
Qin Mu finally put down her phone, then turned to look at Xiaomei and said helplessly.
Wen Runuan, sitting nearby, listened for a while, then couldn't help but voice the concern: "Seems a bit troublesome?"
"We do need Master to come out of retirement!"
Qin Mu let out a helpless chuckle.
"But will JY agree?"
