Song Hongfeng looked ugly, but she had no choice but to think that the last car accident was her fault.
What annoyed her even more was what she said next.
Murong Rong said that it was only because of her reminder that she remembered this celebration.
Song Hongfeng wanted to think that Murong Rong said this on purpose to make her uncomfortable, but when she thought about the drawings covered on Murong Rong's desk in the office, she knew that what she said was probably true.
Song Hongfeng took a deep breath and said, "Murong Rong, you don't have to be proud, this is just the beginning."
"Yeah, it's just the beginning. Why are you excited? Actually, you don't need to think too much. I will ask someone to stop you today just to tell you one thing.
Song Hongfeng, if you want to rely on your own ability to compete with me, then let's rely on ability. If you want to play dirty tricks, then just play dirty tricks. I am not a helpless person."
Song Hongfeng sneered: "Murong Rong, it's so easy to say that you will rely on men. Is it possible that this is your habit?"
Murong Rong turned to look at Ji Baibai: "Baibai, do you mean Miss Song is dissatisfied with me for asking Mr. Huo to help?"
"That's what I mean, but I think what Miss Song means is that you must not tell Mr. Rong about this matter. After all, if Mr. Rong knew about it, not only would people stop Miss Song's car today, I'm afraid that
Smashed."
Murong Rong nodded: "It's true. Even though Rong Jiuci always looks aloof and noble, in fact, his skills are quite dark."
Song Hongfeng listened to Murong Rong's words and couldn't bear it: "Murong Rong, is it interesting for you to show off a man like this all day long?"
Murong Rong thought for a while: "It's quite interesting. After all, what I am showing off is not other men, but my husband."
Seeing Song Hongfeng becoming more and more aggrieved, Murong Rong smiled lightly: "Actually, I really want to know what's wrong with you? Do you rely on your own abilities for everything you have now?"
Just as Song Hongfeng was about to nod, she heard Murong Rong say: "I'm afraid Miss Song has forgotten that although your surname is Song, you are just an adopted daughter."
Song Hongfeng's expression suddenly changed. She was so angry that she wanted to fight Murong Rong, but in full view of everyone, she had no courage at all.
"I told you that you would definitely come. I was just about to call you and ask for your directions, when I saw you."
Murong Rong turned around and saw Director Qi of the Fashion Design Association. She was a little surprised, but then she felt normal again.
Although Ruili plays an important role in the fashion industry, it is absolutely impossible for her to bypass the Fashion Design Association Director Qi and appear here as a matter of course.
Murong Rong came over and said, "It's not my fault. If I had known you were coming, I should have gone to the door to greet you earlier."
Director Qi laughed and waved his hand quickly: "There is no need to greet you. We have an old relationship with Ruili. Every year at Ruili's celebration, many people come to our association. Originally, I thought that you were a newcomer and might not know, so I planned to
I personally delivered the invitation to you, and designer Song happened to be there. She said she was going to see you, so I asked her to do it for me."
Murong Rong immediately understood why Jian You was not surprised when he saw her. It turned out to be because of this.
But Song Hongfeng never mentioned the invitation to her at all. It was obvious what she wanted to do.
If she hadn't reacted quickly, I would have been labeled as arrogant today.
Song Hongfeng's heart skipped a beat. She didn't expect Director Qi to tell the truth directly. She immediately walked over: "Director Qi..."
"What invitation?"
Murong Rong interrupted Song Hongfeng, and she looked stunned: "I don't know, and I haven't received an invitation. I asked a friend to come in when I came back today."
Director Qi was even more surprised. He looked at Song Hongfeng: "Designer Song, didn't you give the invitation to Designer Mu?"
"I……"
"Hongfeng, this is not how you get angry." Murong Rong said in a nonchalant manner, and then said to Director Qi helplessly: "I had a quarrel with Hongfeng before, and besides, I had a fight with Hongfeng.
She is the same, she wants to bring her own studio to Ruili."
Murong Rong didn't say what he said very clearly, but Director Qi understood it.
In fact, he felt sorry for Song Hongfeng privately.
There is no doubt about Song Hongfeng's ability, and her qualifications are also very good. The fact that she left everything abroad this time and returned to China without hesitation made her very popular.
The only regret was meeting Murong Rong.
Murong was too genius, but also too evil, and the designers who were her contemporaries were destined to fade away like the stars next to the moon.
In addition, the two people have actual conflicts of interest...
Director Qi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but still had a smile on his face: "This is my fault. I was lazy. I'll punish myself first."
As he said that, he took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand and drank it in one gulp.
Ji Baibai said: "I heard that Director Qi was having a wedding, and now you are saying that you want to punish yourself, maybe you are just greedy."
Ji Baibai's words were so intimate that they suddenly narrowed the distance between them.
Director Qi started joking with Ji Baibai and Murong Rong, and Song Hongfeng was excluded intentionally or unintentionally.
Song Hongfeng had never experienced this before. How could she be willing to do so? She gritted her teeth and walked over.
At this moment, she was slapped hard on the shoulder.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Cheng Lin coming.
There was a look of joy on her face: "Cousin."
"Cousin?" Cheng Lin sneered: "My aunt's daughter has passed away a long time ago, so I don't have any cousins. I'm just calling you to tell you that this is in public after all, so you'd better keep your face.
His expression was particularly vicious."
Song Hongfeng's face froze, and just as she was about to speak, Cheng Lin had already passed her and walked to Murong Rong's side.
Murong Rong was surprised to see Cheng Lin, and immediately smiled happily.
The four of them quickly became a group, chatting lively, and other guests around them were also attracted to chat with Murong Rong, exchanging business cards from time to time.
Needless to say, Murong Rong gained a lot today, but she was ignored intentionally or unintentionally.
Song Hongfeng felt jealous and uncomfortable in her heart, as if something was roaring and tearing madly in her heart, as if it wanted to tear her into pieces.
Song Hongfeng clenched her fists fiercely. She told herself that she would let Murong Rong be proud first. One day, they would all know that she was the one who had the last laugh!
Ji Baibai went to the dining area to eat. Cheng Lin held a glass of red wine in her hand and took a sip from time to time. Looking at Murong Rong drinking hot milk, she couldn't help but click her tongue.
"You are so enviable."
Murong Rong couldn't help but raise her head. She probably had never heard anyone say that she was envious of her. Her eyes couldn't help but widen.
"Envy me? Are you sure?"
"Of course, isn't it an enviable thing to be able to give birth to a child for the man you love?"