Xu Moshen nodded, "The police will arrive soon."

After saying that, he greeted the security guard and ordered: "Turn out the irrelevant people."

Just now, Xu Moshen kept paying attention to the speeches of the people in the crowd.

He then clicked a few times and it was Yang Xiaozhu and Lin Lizhen's group of daughters who were close friends with Qiao Bingya.

"Xu Moshen, you dare to rush me? Do you know who I am?"

"Nan Xi's clothing is too bullying. I advise everyone not to participate in their company's activities in the future..."

"So reckless and do not take us seriously..."

"Let me go..."

The voices of the daughters of the group were sharper than the other, but soon, the group of people were invited out.

The designers on the scene didn't care about them at all.

Others chat in a low voice, taking into account the feelings of the people around them.

When Yang Xiaozhu and his daughters were waiting before, they were very noisy, chatting videos, playing games, watching TV shows, and even shouting from afar. The voice was very loud and they didn't care about other people's opinions at all.

After hearing Xu Moshen call the police, Qiao Bingya widened her eyes in shock.

If she is caught because of this, then she will not be able to raise her head in the circle in the future.

During this period, because she was appreciated by Master Antony, she has been complacent and enjoying the envious eyes of others.

She never thought that she would be caught when she came to participate in the competition with this design drawing.

I never thought that the original author of this design was Qiao Yiwan.

What shocked her the most was that Qiao Yiwan was actually the chief designer of Nanxi clothing.

Qiao Bingya didn't want to believe this fact.

However, the problem before her cannot be taken away.

Qiao Bingya finally felt a little scared when she met the gaze that was looking around.

She looked at Qiao Yiwan and had a little sobbing in her tone, "Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take your design drawings to participate in the competition. I picked it up at home. I don't know it's yours..."

While Qiao Bingya was speaking, a trace of coldness flashed through her eyes.

If it weren't for the necessity, she would never bow to Qiao Yiwan.

However, she is still the daughter of the Qiao family and always has the opportunity to settle the accounts today.

The most important thing now is to overcome this difficulty.

She continued to cry and said, "Sister, do you really want to treat me like this? My parents have raised you for twenty years. Are you not afraid of hurting their hearts when you do this?"

Qiao Yiwan looked at her with a funny look and said in a clear voice: "Qiao Bingya, are you not very smart? First, your parents have never cared about me, and I have also paid them a million yuan in support, which is only a lot. Second, when they want me to marry a fifty-year-old man, they have never cared about whether I am sad or not..."

She slowly withdrew her hand that was blocking Qiao Bingya and shrugged her shoulders, "So, why should I care about them?"

Qiao Yiwan's voice was light, making people unable to guess her emotions.

A panic flashed through Qiao Bingya's heart for no reason.

At this moment, a sirens came from outside the door.

Hearing that voice, Qiao Bingya was like a scared bird, backed up and shook her head, "No, you can't treat me like this, grandma will be sad..."

Qiao Yiwan looked at her, and there was no emotion in her eyes, "Since you dare to do it, you have to bear the consequences."

From a different standpoint, if she and Qiao Bingya change positions today, the other party will definitely trample her to death.
Chapter completed!