The man following behind also walked into the hotel, but was stopped.
The security guard looked at the man, frowned slightly and said, "I'm sorry, sir, you are not allowed in if you are not a guest of this hotel."
It’s not that the security guard is trying to be superior, but that the man in front of me is really detrimental to the appearance of the city.
He was wearing a T-shirt that should have been white, but it had turned into a stiff dark brown color because it had not been washed. A rancid smell could be smelled from a distance.
The beard on his face is very long and dirty, forming a cake shape.
The nails were all covered in dark gray, and it could be said that there was not a clean spot anywhere on the body.
At first glance, he looks like the kind of homeless man who has been wandering around for a long time.
Stopped by the security guard, the homeless man said unconvinced: "Who said I'm not a guest? I am!"
The security guard said: "If so, please show your name and ID number, and I will check it for you."
"My name is Zhou Hengshan. My niece just went in. Please let me go in to find her."
After Zhou Hengshan defrauded the villagers last time, he went to a business abroad the next day. As a result, all three million was squandered in less than a day.
That's three million, and he managed to get it by cheating.
Now that there was not a cent left, Zhou Hengshan grabbed the money he had just prepared to exchange and ran away.
All the security guards in the venue are thugs, how could they let him run away?
After Zhou Hengshan was caught, the owner of the place chopped off only three of his fingers because he had also spent three million.
Then he was asked to sign an IOU and work on the field. If he didn't do it cleanly, he would be beaten.
Zhou Hengshan lived an inhumane life on the market for nearly three years. Finally, one day his boss let down his guard and he escaped.
After escaping, he worked on a fishing boat at sea for a year, and it was only a year since he returned to the mainland.
He originally wanted to go back to ask his mother for some snacks, but he didn't expect that his mother was dead and his only niece was also missing.
He did not dare to stay in the village for a long time, so he came to Beicheng. He was also afraid of being recognized, so he did not take a bath or wash his hair, and begged in disgrace.
As a result, I just unexpectedly met my long-lost niece at the door of the hotel.
Zhou Hengshan took a look at how the two of them were dressed and saw that they were very rich.
He rubbed his incomplete palms together, feeling secretly happy that he could finally get some money to use.
But before you take action, you are in trouble at the door.
No matter what he said, the security guard wouldn't let him in.
"Sir, please don't interfere with our work here. Your name is not registered, and neither is the name of the niece you mentioned."
Zhou Hengshan's name was Mingxi. How did he know that Mingxi had changed his surname to Shangguan?
He acted aggressively in front of the door, and was directly asked by the security guard to the side of the road, and warned that if he came nearer, he would call the police.
At this time, Mingxi's clarification conference happened to be broadcast live on TV.
At the beginning, Mingxi introduced himself as Shangguan Mingxi, the head of Luan Yue Studio.
Zhou Hengshan saw this and cursed on the side of the road, "Fuck you! When the little bitch got rich, she forgot about her old uncle and even changed her last name!"
He cursed and babbled like a lunatic on the side of the road, waiting for Mingxi to come out.
A silver luxury car parked on the side of the road, and Wen Ying sat in the car to see Ming Xi make a fool of herself.
I happened to hear what the homeless man said, and it seemed that he was someone related to Mingxi.
But this guy doesn't look like a good person at first glance.
Wen Ying slightly raised her lips and told Lin Hao: "Help him get in!"
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Hotel press conference site.
Each reporter’s questions were more sharp than the last.
"Miss Shangguan, this is your first time hosting the Beisheng Festival and such a big mistake has happened. How are you going to solve it?"
"I heard that Miss Shangguan is a top student at Guolun University, so I would like to ask if your graduation work also involved plagiarism?"
"What do you think about the fact that Luan Yue is now called a 'tailor shop' on the Internet? Netizens say that you specialize in patching up other people's works and then turning them into your own."
"..."
Mingxi bowed to everyone sincerely.
"First of all, I want to apologize to everyone. I'm sorry for taking up everyone's time, but you can rest assured that all of Luan Yue's finished products are designed by me myself. They are never copied by others, so they will definitely not be plagiarized works."
Ming Xi's expression was magnanimous and she responded generously, without being secretive at all, which had already changed the minds of a large number of people.
Later, she took out the design draft and the time of writing as evidence and showed them one by one.
"The inheritance series is the first draft I decided on during my further studies. And this time I would like to thank Mr. Beisheng Sheng for giving me this opportunity to boldly bring the 'inheritance' series to the ceremony. As for why my design draft is different from
The costumes from Dream Studio collide——"
Before Mingxi finished speaking, a woman wearing a hat and sunglasses suddenly walked to the front row.
He shouted loudly: "Don't deny it, you are plagiarizing, I have proof!"
Jiang Yuan was about to come up but was stopped by Ming Xi.
She looked at the people in the audience with slightly stern eyes, "What evidence?"
The woman said proudly: "I am an employee of Dream Studio. The staff of your studio came to you privately and wanted to buy back the dress no matter how high the price was. Don't you just want to destroy it?"
As she spoke, the woman took out a video of Jiangyuan and Meimeng's staff talking about buying clothes, and also posted the transfer records printed on oversized paper.
For the convenience of on-site reporters to take pictures.
Immediately, the reporters exploded and asked questions one after another.
"Miss Shangguan, is this true?"
"Why did Ms. Shangguan spend five times the price to buy an old model? Is it to destroy evidence?"
"Miss Shangguan..."
You say something, I say something.
Everyone thought there was a reversal.
Facing the scrutinizing eyes of everyone, Mingxi replied calmly: "I did buy the clothes, but I did not do it to destroy evidence."
"You said it's not the case, isn't it?"
This woman is here just to stir up trouble.
She said proudly: "Since it's not for destruction, then take out the clothes and show them to all of us."
The scene was in an uproar!
Ming Xi lowered his eyes slightly.
The woman thought she was speechless, so she raised her voice and shouted: "Is it burned? It can't be taken out. Stop struggling. Just admit that you plagiarized -"
Before the woman could finish her disdainful words, she saw Jiang Yuan pushing a display cabinet onto the stage.
Exactly that dress!
The woman's expression changed, her reaction was quick, and she immediately said loudly:
"It's just right that you didn't destroy it. Let's take a look at the craftsmanship and embroidery. Are they exactly the same as the clothes for the festival?"
Ming Xi said quietly: "The clothes for the grand ceremony are not here, how can we compare them."
She made a gesture and asked people to push the clothes for the ceremony onto the stage.
I have to say that it is more intuitive to put them together.
It's exactly the same.
In an instant, the noisy scene was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
This... is the first time I've seen someone hit himself with a hammer.
The woman said proudly: "Everyone has seen it, it's so obvious, how can you make excuses? It seems that not only are your clothes plagiarized, but even your degree is fake!"
Ming Xi's expression didn't change at all, and she said calmly: "I admit that the clothes are exactly the same."
"But... everyone should know that this old style was designed by the designer Ming Luanyue."
The woman said: "Yes, are you disgusting? Do you think that if you plagiarize the works of retired people, no one can do anything to you..."
Ming Xi didn't like listening to this noisy woman, let alone her mentioning Ming Luan Yue.
She interrupted coldly: "What a coincidence, Ming Luan Yue is my mother."
Everyone was shocked!
That is Ming Luanyue, a designer who is well-known at home and abroad!