HCB Chapter 176 I Will Replace You
Chapter 176 I Will Replace You
Along the way, Lin Zhiyi could clearly feel that there were two fewer pairs of eyes staring at him from behind, and he felt a lot more relaxed.
The jewelry exhibition is set up in a national cultural museum in a suburban town. It has a history of hundreds of years and is well preserved inside and out.
In order not to destroy the simplicity of the building, no red carpet was laid this time, and even the press conference was held by a group of people standing under the open-air patio.
Everyone was shivering with cold, yet still had an elegant smile on their face.
Xueman joked that this was called sacrificing oneself for art, but who knows how many hot packs were stuck under the dress.
After the press conference, everyone walked into the warm inner venue.
The theme this time is culture and nature.
From the moment you enter the door, you will see all kinds of ingenious exhibits.
In addition to the luxurious jewellery fixed in the showcases, there are also jewellery displayed in various forms.
Leaves and flowers made of gradient gemstones, a large blue and white diamond firework necklace under the starlight, and various jeweled butterflies suspended by fishing lines.
Lin Zhiyi was admiring it when Xue Man spoke up and brought her back to her senses.
Xue Man introduced the man in front of him to her and Song Wanqiu.
"Zhiyi, Wanqiu, this is Mr. Li, the organizer of this jewelry exhibition. He knows almost all the jewelry designers who are famous both at home and abroad."
Without waiting for Lin Zhiyi to greet him politely, Song Wanqiu blocked his shoulder and stepped forward to shake Mr. Li's hand.
"Hello Mr. Li, I've heard a lot about you. My name is Song Wanqiu."
She stated her name emphatically.
Mr. Li immediately understood what she meant and said with a smile, “The Third Master’s fiancée should be someone I have long admired.”
After gently shaking hands, he let go of Song Wanqiu without leaving a trace, without saying a single word.
Song Wanqiu stiffened slightly.
Lin Zhiyi took the opportunity to step forward and said with a faint smile: "Hello, Mr. Li, I often hear Mr. Xue mention that you have a keen eye. After seeing you today, I am even more shocked. I was distracted just now, so I am sorry to make you laugh."
Mr. Li frowned and said, "What's your name? I don't think I've seen you before."
"Lin Zhiyi. Just entered Mr. Xue's studio."
Rather than having others remember who she is, she would rather have others remember her name.
"Lin Zhiyi, um... I have another VIP coming over later, why don't you come along?"
"my pleasure."
Lin Zhiyi nodded.
Mr. Li looked at her whole body and was slightly surprised: "This dress is..."
Xue Man interrupted softly: "Mr. Li, your assistant seems to be looking for you?"
"Then I'll go first. See you later." Before leaving, Mr. Li did not forget to praise Lin Zhiyi, "This dress was custom-made for you. It really suits you."
Lin Zhiyi was a little confused. What did customization mean?
But on the surface, he still smiled cooperatively: "Thank you."
After seeing Mr. Li off, Xue Man went to look for his friends without waiting for Lin Zhiyi to ask about the dress.
She turned around helplessly, and happened to meet Song Wanqiu's unpredictable eyes, which made her feel inexplicably uneasy.
Lin Zhiyi didn't want to have any conflict with Song Wanqiu in this situation, so she made an excuse to go to the bathroom.
She washed her hands and when she looked up to touch up her makeup, Song Wanqiu's figure suddenly appeared in the mirror, scaring her.
Lin Zhiyi calmed herself down, ignored her, and reapplied her lipstick.
When she was about to leave, Song Wanqiu raised her hand and stopped her fiercely.
"As expected, bitches give birth to bitches, and they just know how to please men."
At this point, Song Wanqiu was too lazy to pretend to be gentle and elegant.
Lin Zhiyi pointed at the mirror slowly and said, "Ms. Song, please pay attention to your image. It will be bad if someone sees you."
The calmer she was, the more irritable Song Wanqiu became.
Especially when she thought about how she was looked at like a criminal by Chen Jin last night, she couldn't swallow this anger.
Lin Zhiyi didn't want to pay attention to her and walked away past her.
Unexpectedly, Song Wanqiu seemed to be crazy. She took out an eyebrow razor from her handbag and stabbed Lin Zhiyi with it.
Fortunately, Lin Zhiyi noticed Song Wanqiu's movements from the dressing mirror opposite and dodged sideways in time.
But Song Wanqiu also took the opportunity to grab her shoulder strap and pulled it hard.
Tuk tuk…
The strings of beads were scattered all over the floor.
The dress, which was originally supported by the shoulder straps, also slipped down.
Lin Zhiyi could only cover his chest with his hands and quickly took a few steps back.
Song Wanqiu raised his proud neck, sneered and threw the eyebrow razor into the trash can, then his eyes changed and showed a surprised expression.
"Oh! Zhiyi, why are you so careless? How can you face people like this? You should have a good rest and don't embarrass Mr. Xue. I will stand by Mr. Li in your place."
After that, she raised her eyebrows, smiled, and left the bathroom.
Lin Zhiyi clutched her dress tightly and finally realized that Song Wanqiu had no intention of hurting her from the beginning. She just wanted to ruin her dress and make her embarrassed.
Without giving it any time to think, she immediately squatted down to pick up the beads, thinking that she could still make amends.
But this building is a cultural relic, and even the bathroom has retained the original bricks and stones to the greatest extent possible, with many beads disappearing along the gaps between the floor tiles.
There were only a dozen or so that could be found, not even enough to make up a shoulder strap.
At this time, footsteps were heard not far away, and Lin Zhiyi could only grab her dress and leave first.
She wanted to find an empty room and deal with the dress first.
There was no way she would give up such a good opportunity to Song Wanqiu.
But because she was too anxious, Lin Zhiyi accidentally knocked down a little boy of six or seven years old when turning.
"Ouch." He lay on the ground with a small bamboo basket astride.
Lin Zhiyi quickly freed one hand to help him up: "Sorry, little friend, where does it hurt?"
The little boy, wearing local ethnic costume, looked up and said, "Wow, Auntie, you look so good."
Lin Zhiyi was stunned and didn't know what to say.
Just at this moment, a woman came running with something in her arms.
"Ajie, didn't I tell you not to run around? There's a big event going on in the museum today, and we can't disturb others."
The woman didn't look well and looked very tired, but she was very kind.
"Miss, I'm sorry, the child is ignorant."
Lin Zhiyi shook her head and explained, "I accidentally knocked the child down. Please check where the child is injured. I can pay for the medical expenses."
When the woman heard about the medical expenses, her eyes tightened and she quickly put down what she was holding and started checking the child.
"You little bastard, your dad is still half dead, can you please stop worrying about him?"
Lin Zhiyi thought she said that because she felt sorry for her child, so she didn't care.
Yu Guangzhong happened to see the woman’s thing, which turned out to be cloth.
The color is very beautiful and it also shows up well in the sunlight.
"Sister, this cloth is..."
"We have special dyed cloth here. The curator is a nice person. He bought the cloth and gave it to those scenic spots to make handicrafts. This also allows us to make a little money."
The elder sister said as she brushed the dust off the child’s knees.
Lin Zhiyi touched the cloth and said quickly: "Sister, I want this cloth. I'll give you three times the price."
The eldest sister hesitated and asked, "Really?"
Lin Zhiyi immediately took out her phone and opened the payment interface: "Sister, just enter the account number and the amount."
It wasn't until she heard the ding sound of the money arriving into her account that the elder sister dared to believe it was real.
"Girl, what are you doing?"
"My clothes are torn, and I want to use your cloth to alter them..." Lin Zhiyi pointed to his chest.
The eldest sister looked at her figure and took out a sewing kit and even a pair of folding scissors from her bag.
"I don't think it's a big deal. It's not a big deal. The women in our town all know how to sew. They're very skilled. Just stand still and I'll do you... what's called tailor-made on the Internet!"