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Chapter 291: Winning the Championship, Father Wen considers

the damp and dark basement, with dried and black blood stains stuck to the floor and walls.

The three gangsters wanted their heads to shrink into their chests.

He said with a trembling voice:

"Boss... we really didn't know that it was your lost product at the time!"

"If you knew, even if you lend me a hundred courages, you wouldn't dare to use it like this!"

"Forget it..."

Yan Wentao didn't He waved his hand in concern: "Ignorance is not guilty. You didn't mess with me at the time, so just use it..."

As he said this, he glanced at the younger brother behind him, who immediately led someone to hold down the three gangsters.

"Boss! Boss!"

"Hey... don't make any noise, I'm not trying to kill you."

Yan Wentao stood up, leaning on the crutch beside him, and said in a calm voice that sent chills down your spine:

"One water-soluble bottle, I can sell it for tens of millions of dollars, look. You guys have been with me for a long time..."

"Isn't it too much for me to ask you to give me a finger?"

"Boss..."

The leader of the thugs glanced at his hands and said quickly when he saw that there was no room for negotiation:

"It's not too much. ! We made the boss lose money, don't mention a finger, even if you take my whole arm, it's all right!"

Yan Wentao chuckled and took out a handkerchief to cover his nose, as if he disliked the smell here. Or people?

He limped and turned around to leave.

After seeing him leave, the younger brothers said to the gangsters:

"Brothers, don't blame me for being ruthless. If we are gentle, the boss will definitely not be able to calm down."

"Do you know how much trouble you guys are causing? The boss is angry. It's not because of the little money."

"It's because Shui Rong was exposed under the eyes of the police so early."

"Due to their intervention in the past few years, we have lost many partners. The boss is feeling angry, and you still insist on it. Come on, it's pretty good if we can save our lives."

"Yes! Thank you, boss, for saving our lives!"

The gangsters kowtowed a few times in the direction where Yan Wentao left, then stretched out their little fingers and closed their eyes.

The boys looked at each other and stepped on their arms hard to prevent them from withdrawing their hands.

"Here we go..."

After saying that, they picked up the steel bar next to them and used the sharp end to smash it towards their little fingers as if pounding garlic...

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The perspective returned to the competition scene.

All catwalk shows have ended, and models and makeup artists have been invited back.

"The presentation of the ten models has ended, and now comes the most exciting part!"

"Which makeup artist will win the highest honorary title tonight?"

"Let us look at the big screen !"

the host said emotionally.

Qu Jianyi clenched her fists unconsciously, her shoulders trembling slightly...

"Huh?" Yu Jianing glanced at her and gently held her hand:

"Relax little guy, my sister is here~"

No The make-up artist stared at her face for a while and then intertwined his fingers with her very proactively.

Sometimes, this dandruff woman is really reassuring...

Not long after she finished speaking, the names of the makeup artist and model appeared on the big screen, divided into upward growth of a bar chart.

Slowly, most of the people stopped.

Only Sanjo is still moving forward!

"It must be equal! It must be equal!" Makeup artist Han muttered silently in his heart.

When Yu Jianing walked down the catwalk, she knew that her score would definitely not be lower than 7!

Now she just hopes that she can not exceed this score and enter the playoffs with herself!

But... can

it really go as she wants?

There is an old saying that says, what you owe must be paid sooner or later!

The bar representing her score stopped without any strength.

In addition, representatives Qu Jianyi and Gao Yixin are still climbing the ranks!

"This..."

Makeup artist Han opened his eyes wide, how could he not even be qualified to enter the playoffs!

The judges looked at her reaction and shook their heads secretly:

"Former champion...sigh..."

The bar chart between Gao Auntie and Xiao Qu has entered a feverish stage, and the audience in the audience held their breath unconsciously.

Finally - the results are out!

Qu Jianyi successfully surpassed Gao Yixin!

"Let us congratulate makeup artist Qu Jianyi and her model Yu Jianing for winning the championship of this competition!"

The host shouted loudly, while Xiaoqu seemed to be in a daze.

"Little guy, you win~"

The woman squeezed her hand, Qu Jianyi glanced at the big screen, and her ears were filled with the fiercest applause.

Unconsciously murmured and repeated:

"I won?"

"Yes, you win..."

Before Yu Jianing could finish her words, she was suddenly pulled into her arms, and those strong arms hugged her tightly. neck.

"I win!"

Her voice was choked, and Xiao Ning soon felt the warmth and moisture on her neck.

He raised his hand and rubbed her head, letting out an inaudible hum.

"It's harmful..."

Wen's mother sighed looking at the two people hugging each other tightly, and the golden-haired Qian'er behind her immediately lowered her head.

It's me who's holding Auntie Gao back...

If I could be like Xiao Ning...

"What are you thinking about? My silly model?"

Gao Yixin noticed the subtle change, put her head in his arms, and pinched her cheeks.

"Are you thinking that you are holding me back?"

Qian'er said nothing and buried her head lower, like a frightened ostrich.

"Silly model..." Wen's mother rubbed her head and messed up her golden hair: "This is not your problem, it's mine..."

"If I hadn't let you go at the beginning, I would have forced you to stay as me A model, since we have never known each other, this championship must be ours!"

"But it's okay, there's still another time. I'll take second place this year and continue next year. I don't believe this championship can't come to my home?" "

Listening to her fighting words, Qian'er weakly raised his head and looked at her.

"What? I'm so handsome by my aunt?"

"No... Aunt Gao... we can't be acquainted without fighting... I didn't even hit you with a brick..."

"You were unilaterally beating me..."

Gao Yixin: " ?"

"Huh? It's only been a few days and you've learned to talk back? Wait until you get home and see how I deal with you!"

"(﹏)Auntie, I was wrong!"

The woman looked here from the corner of her eye. Originally, she was worried about Xiaoqu when she went back. The relationship with Wen's mother would become tense, but it seems to be okay now.

But...

Dad Wen, don't you really think about having sex? I really hate them both!

...

"Huh?"

Wen Jueqian suddenly stood up in the audience, shut up and the girl looked at her unclearly: "What's wrong, friend Wen?"

"I seem to smell something?"

Chu Moyan: "What?"

"The smell of business...I feel like I'm about to come to work? And it's very close to me!"