The plump daughter-in-law said loudly: "What is Murong Rong's masterpiece? This is clearly a dress custom-made from her on purpose! She first collected the customer's money, and now she uses the customer's dress as a donation!"
What do you want to do? Do you want to make two privately customized dresses, one to earn money from customers, and the other to earn fame at a charity banquet?
If this is the case, Murong Rong, you are really good at planning!"
The words of this wealthy lady triggered heated discussions among the people.
"Murong Rong actually took out the customer's personal customization and put it up for auction. I'm afraid he's not crazy!"
"I think she is indeed crazy. She wouldn't be able to do this unless she was crazy."
"Probably because I feel like I have someone behind me and I can do whatever I want."
"So what if someone supports me? Is it possible that we can be forced to go to her to customize a dress? Do you dare to go to her to customize a dress again?"
Everyone shook their heads frequently, just thinking that they had spent a lot of money to get Murong Rong to make a private custom, and wanted to amaze everyone at the banquet, but they found that the same style was already available elsewhere.
Just thinking about it is annoying enough, and it's what they care about the most.
Song Hongfeng's expression changed instantly, and she said eagerly: "Jiamin, what are you talking about again? Sit down quickly."
Li Jiamin looked at Song Hongfeng in confusion: "What did I say? Isn't this the dress you ordered? You asked me to accompany you to Blooming Flowers before, and this was the dress you ordered."
After Li Jiamin said this, her voice became louder again: "Everyone knows that the centenary celebration of the Song family will be coming soon, and Song Hongfeng, as the eldest lady of the Song family, must attend. In order to let everyone see that day, Song Hongfeng
Because of my different self, I gave up designing my own dresses.
And because I had a good relationship with Murong Rong, I decided to take care of her business and asked her to do the design. I admit that Murong Rong is very capable and the works she designed are very amazing, but this is by no means
The reason why she sent other people's works to the auction! Murong Rong, won't you give everyone an explanation?"
"Jiamin, that's enough. You all know that Rong Rong and I are friends. She didn't mean it. There was a misunderstanding."
Song Hongfeng was very anxious, as if she was afraid that Murong Rong would be misunderstood.
Li Jiamin couldn't stand Song Hongfeng's defense of Murong Rong. When she was about to say something else, Murong Rong suddenly stood up.
Her behavior attracted everyone's attention. When Li Jiamin didn't speak, she said: "Miss Song is right, this is just a misunderstanding."
Li Jiamin didn't expect Murong Rong's face to be so big, and she would say she had a misunderstanding as soon as she opened her mouth. Even if Song Hongfeng stopped her this time, it would not work.
He said angrily: "Hongfeng said it was a misunderstanding. That was to give you face. How dare you say it was a misunderstanding? Or you have to tell me that this dress was not ordered by Hongfeng! Murong Rong, let me tell you, I was taking the photo before.
You can’t deny the photos!”
Murong Rong glanced at Li Jiamin who was furious and said: "I never said that this dress was not the dress ordered by Miss Song."
Li Jiamin sneered and said: "Murong Rong, don't you think your words are contradictory? You are still treating everyone as fools!"
"I definitely don't mean this." Murong Rong said: "I admit that this dress is Miss Song, that's because this dress is indeed Miss Song. Although it appeared at the auction today, it is not auctioned today.
Taste."
Li Jiamin sneered, with a look on her face that showed you how you made it up.
Murong Rong's expression was very calm and she said quietly: "Just now, Miss Li has explained how important the occasion that Miss Song is about to attend. It is my first time to take on this kind of design task, and I am honestly very frightened.
It doesn't matter that I was pointed in the nose and scolded. What matters is that I have to meet Ms. Song's expectations. After thinking about it, I came up with a way to take out this dress and accept the guidance of seniors to strive for excellence.
After thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is no more appropriate time than this charity gala. Although it is very presumptuous to do this, it is indeed a last resort. I hope everyone can understand. Miss Song and I would like to express our thanks to everyone here."
Murong Rong looked at Song Hongfeng: "Miss Song, let's apologize to everyone together."
What can Song Hongfeng do?
It was she who wanted to pretend to have a close and friendly relationship with Murong Rong. As for her current proposal, she had no way to refuse. She could only apologize and express her thanks, just like a puppet in Murong Rong's hand.
Song Hongfeng was very annoyed, but she had to endure it. She secretly winked at Li Jiamin.
Li Jiamin reacted immediately and said with a sneer: "Miss Mu, you are really good at turning white into black.
Okay, although at your request, Hongfeng had no choice but to admit your excuse, then I would like to ask you, what are the donations you have prepared for this auction?
Or are you going to tell me now that you forgot to bring your donation?"
Ji Baibai heard Li Jiamin's words and thought hard, is there anything she and Murong Rong carried that could be used as a donation?
Although the clothes she and Murong Rong wore were exquisite, their value was not high. The few pieces of jewelry they wore were from niche designers, and the materials were not expensive. They were only worth a few hundred yuan, so they were not available for sale at all.
The clothes they were wearing did have some value, but the problem was that it was impossible for them to take them off and donate them on the spot. What would happen?
Just when Ji Baibai was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he heard Murong Rong say: "Who said I didn't prepare any donations?"
Murong Rong walked out, asked the staff for a piece of white paper and a pencil.
Seeing this, Li Jiamin couldn't help but sneer: "It seems that Miss Mu wants to tell us that this is your donation. A piece of paper and a pencil, I asked the staff for it, it's really original."
The guests couldn't help but make mocking sounds.
They were not fools, so they could naturally see that Murong Rong was being plotted.
But none of them planned to help.
Murong Rong walked up to the auction stage and put a piece of paper on the table. She said as if she didn't notice everyone's ridicule: "Miss Li misunderstood. What I auctioned was not a piece of paper and pen, but a design drawing.
My donation today is a design that I can customize. If you like my design, you can bid."
The smile on Li Jiamin's face suddenly froze. She never expected that Murong Rong would do this.
Auction a design drawing.
After waiting for a while, Li Jiamin couldn't help but reveal a sneer on her face when she saw that no one was paying attention to Murong Rong.
Just when I was about to laugh at Murong Rong for not knowing how high the sky is, I heard someone starting to bid.