Li Zhi was so anxious that he jumped up and down. He wanted to explain the situation to the host, but suddenly he saw the host step forward and take the microphone.
Du Qiaozhi wasn't in a hurry when her microphone was taken away; she had already said everything she wanted to say.
"Are you called Sun Lifang?" the host asked.
"Yes, I wrote my husband's name as the registrant."
Sun Lifang explained that she was there to collect it on behalf of someone else.
"Hahaha, look, she's still pretending." Du Qiaozhi clapped her hands and laughed triumphantly.
The host, with a serious expression, tapped the microphone to quiet the audience.
"There's been a little mishap." The host pulled Sun Lifang aside and said a few words.
Du Qiaozhi called to her sisters below, instructing them that no matter how the host tried to smooth things over, they should lead the charge in calling her a thief.
With a wife like that, which man wouldn't lose face?
She did cause trouble, but she wasn't the one who started it. Even if her brother-in-law—oh no, even if her sister came—she would still be in the right.
Du Qiaozhi held her hands together, looking at the host with confidence.
To create the atmosphere, the lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a faint glow in front of the stage in the entire hall.
"Now we announce the second prize winner, Mr. Zhou Yunshi, whose family member will accept the award on his behalf." After the host finished speaking, a woman came up from the other side of the stage.
A beam of light moved with the woman and moved onto the stage, after which all the lights in the hall were turned on.
Du Qiaozhi was puzzled by what was going on with the host and felt dissatisfied. She suddenly looked up and her pupils contracted when she saw the woman's face.
impossible!
The women waiting to cause trouble below were also stunned; this was different from what they had been told.
"This lady seemed to be in a hurry to take the gift first." The host, not to be outdone by Du Qiaozhi, added with a forced smile, "You've misunderstood someone again. Remember to apologize this time."
Du Qiaozhi's face was burning hot; the current situation had rendered her unable to make any judgments.
How is that possible?
But the female host didn't let her off the hook, asking with a smile, "Would you like to apologize now, or wait until you see your sister?"
"You." Du Qiaozhi glared at her hatefully, then turned and left.
You bitch!
"Wait a minute." The host's voice came from behind, light and gentle, "The first place winner hasn't been announced yet."
First place?
Du Qiaozhi turned around in surprise, her heart pounding, her fists slowly clenching.
Could it be that I'm number one?
The watch she gave her came in third place, and the red crystal actually won first prize? Sure enough, her sister still favored her. Du Qiaozhi straightened her skirt and looked at the female host triumphantly.
The host smiled but said nothing, and the lights dimmed again.
Sun Lifang was holding a shopping card and chatting with Li Zhi as they walked out.
A beam of extremely bright light shone on her again.
Sun Lifang, who hadn't yet adjusted to the light in the darkness, instinctively covered her eyes with her hand.
"Congratulations, Ms. Sun Lifang." The female host's voice was loud and clear, echoing throughout the hall. "Your exclusive design has been awarded first prize. Please come up to collect your prize."
Sun Lifang was stunned.
First prize?
She never even imagined that she could win first prize.
Du Qiaozhi's smile froze on her face, and she stood there dumbfounded. Not to mention those who had been leading the commotion, their mouths agape in shock. What had they just heard?
The entire place was deathly silent.
The female host was the only one who spoke fluently throughout the entire event, and she patiently repeated herself again.
This time, however, she deliberately walked past Du Qiaozhi and held up the envelope.
The prizes increase threefold from first to third prize, meaning the card in this envelope contains 90,000 yuan.
On what grounds?
Is this benefit for Sun Lifang?
"You've got it wrong, haven't you?" someone in the audience realized. "I was right next to her when she registered. Where did this 'exclusive design' come from?"
“Yes!” Du Qiaozhi grabbed the female host’s hand. “You’re definitely playing me, or you’ve teamed up with her. Oh, I get it, you two want to embezzle this money together.”
Sun Lifang was supporting the female host, whose high heels were so high that if Du Qiaozhi pushed her again, she would fall off, which would be no joke.
"No." The female host took out the award card, which had Mr. Li's seal on it.
"Why not?"
Du Qiaozhi's eyes turned red with anxiety. Ninety thousand yuan! How many things could that buy?
She walked over, lowered her voice, and said with a hint of threat, "Does anyone know what you used to do? What do you think people would think of you if they knew?"
"Is that right, Sister Weiwei?"
The female host was strikingly beautiful, and her black bodycon dress was both hot and sexy, with her long, straight legs captivating.
Du Qiaozhi had long disliked her. As her secretary, she was always hanging around in front of her brother-in-law. She was furious and went to her sister for help, but little did she know that it was her sister who had introduced her to the position.
For those who are neither able to defeat nor control others, this is a great opportunity to retaliate against two annoying people.
Unexpectedly, the woman in front of him curled her red lips into a smile and giggled, exuding charm and allure.
"So you knew?" Mao Wei gently brushed aside her drooping curly hair, her index finger tapping Du Qiaozhi's shoulder, her fingertip glistening. "Then tell me, tell me here. But, do you dare to say it?"
"Don't shake."
Mao Weiwei affectionately put her arm around Du Qiaozhi's shoulder, whispered a few words, and then patted her shoulder with a smile, looking very natural, and asked, "Don't you think so?"
Du Qiaozhi felt her blood pressure soaring. She looked at Mao Weiwei in horror, unable to speak coherently, "You you you..."
"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Explain yourself to everyone!" Mao Weiwei turned on the microphone and handed it to Du Qiaozhi. Du Qiaozhi trembled with fear as she took the microphone, but her mind went blank.
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