The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

The sounds of discussion below the stage were both surprised and stunning.    

    

Originally, most of them had come for Huo Niannian's identity in the Gu family, but now it seemed that they had underestimated Mrs. Gu.    

    

The design of these jewelry not only matched the current trend, but also highlighted their personal characteristics.    

    

Huo Niannian tidied her skirt and looked at the audience below the stage as she slowly explained.    

    

"To be honest, I have prepared for this new product launch for a long time. Naturally, the theme of the entire series is also very selective. Next, I. . . "    

    

"Wait a minute, we're not interested in what you're saying!"    

    

A voice of opposition suddenly appeared below. Huo Niannian frowned slightly and glanced at the position of the security guard.    

    

It was not that she could not hear the opposition and was not satisfied. She had to let her finish speaking first.    

    

The corner of her mouth curled up and continued the topic.    

    

"As the designer of this press conference, I have to explain the theme of the design to everyone. If you have any questions, you can ask them in the media segment later. "    

    

"You also know that you are the designer?"    

    

Qi Na coldly snorted and stood at the back of the audience with a sarcastic tone.    

    

"Let me ask you, you are a designer, so why didn't you show off your main model jewelry? Or are you really that petty!? "    

    

These few sharp questions made the faces of the people below the stage change. They all looked back.    

    

Gu Tingshen's eyes gradually turned cold, and he waved his hand at Zhou Jinhao, his tone cold.    

    

"Take care of it. "    

    

"Yes. "    

    

Zhou Jinhao nodded, then turned sideways and squeezed out of the booth, waiting for an opportunity to get that person out.    

    

"Great Designer Huo is so respectful to his work. What qualifications does he have to introduce his work here? And what right does he have to make others pay for it!"    

    

Qi Na glared fiercely at the person on stage, her eyes filled with hatred.    

    

Originally, the main sponsor should have been her wearing it to show its beauty. Who knew that Huo Niannian would rather wear it herself than her?    

    

Since that was the case, then no one could think of a better life.    

    

Huo Niannian tightened her grip on the microphone and narrowed her eyes in the direction of the sound.    

    

She felt that the tone and tone of the voice was very familiar. It was very likely that it was someone she had met before. Who knew when the grudge between her and Huo Niannian had actually come to find trouble with her at the scene.    

    

The press conference was interrupted, and there was a lot of discussion going on below.    

    

Huo Niannian cleared her throat and said with a smile.    

    

"Since the audience insisted on asking, I will explain. I originally prepared a model but I changed my mind at the last minute. I think I understand the style of the jewelry that I designed better. "    

    

As soon as he said that, There was no retort from the audience, so she continued with the process.    

    

Du Ruoqing secretly gripped the edge of her seat tightly. Huo Niannian's voice, she. . . She could not hear a single word of it. She bit her lips, unwilling to accept it.    

    

Ever since Huo Niannian went on stage, she felt that something was wrong. That model had clearly been watched by the person she arranged.    

    

Speaking of which, it was still Xia Xiaolin who was unreliable. After coming up with an idea, she still did not watch Huo Niannian from the backstage.    

    

Qi Na still wanted to retort, but before she could say anything, she was dragged out of the scene with her mouth covered.    

    

She resisted with all her might, cursing the moment her mouth was opened.    

    

"You guys are really capable! You didn't even say anything against it! Don't you have any shame! "    

    

Zhou Jinhao stood at the entrance of the publishing house, looking at her from bottom to bottom, his tone cold.    

    

"How dare you pick a fight with Director Gu? You better take care of yourself. "