After Becoming a Rich Family’s Daughter, The Boss Turned Wild

   Chapter 382 The Power of Capital

   At the last banquet, Su Muxi not only wore an expensive and gorgeous dress, but also put on delicate makeup.

  Jin Qu, as an internationally famous stylist, created the image by himself, showing how amazing Su Muxi was that night.

   Let's compare Su Muxi tonight...Although her face hasn't changed much, it's really hard for people to associate with the rich and powerful daughter in this outfit with no bright spots.

   This person stared at Su Muxi for a long time before finally making up his mind.

   "It's really her. Although she's dressed completely differently from that day, this face is too eye-catching, you can't go wrong."

Their voices were not small. After this person finished speaking, someone immediately echoed: "I also think it's her. I didn't say it before and didn't care, but it really looks more and more like this. I remember that at the banquet, Young Master Pei also stood up to support her! It's no wonder that she is so fearless."

"However, don't you think it's strange?" Suddenly, someone said inexplicably: "If she is really the eldest Miss of the Su family, why does she have to stand up for Su Li? Isn't she the one who drove this person out? Don't say it. , this wave of operations is really incomprehensible.”

   "Hey! You said..." The man glanced at Su Muxi cautiously, then lowered his voice, pointed to his head, and said, "Is there something wrong with her here?"

  Otherwise, how could a normal person do such an incomprehensible thing?

   "Who knows! I heard that she was brought back from the slum, I must have been stimulated a little bit before, and my brain is not working well!"

  Because he didn't know what kind of thoughts Su Muxi had towards Zu Li, these people didn't dare to attack Zu Li again.

   Ten minutes later, a staff member came over with a stack of cards.

  The cards are marked with a serial number, and each person draws one to determine the order of appearance.

As soon as the    staff came in, many contestants gathered around.

   After everyone had finished smoking, they realized that Su Muxi, who was sitting in the corner, hadn't moved from beginning to end.

   The cards marked with serial numbers have already been drawn.

   The face-lifting face held the serial number card in his hand, and asked the staff with a twinkle in his eyes: "Did I make a mistake? There is still someone who hasn't drawn!"

   "Oh! Who are you talking about?" The staff glanced at Su Muxi, and then said respectfully, "She is the finalist, so you don't need to draw lots."

After saying   , he turned and left with a smile on his face.

   After hearing his words, the expressions of everyone present could not help changing.

  This is the power of capital.

  With the backstage, even the order of going on stage can be arranged in advance. I'm afraid, this time the ranking has already been set, right?

  Thinking of this, those ordinary contestants with no family background lowered their eyes in despair.

   Seeing Su Muxi's complacent look, Su Li gritted her teeth with hatred.

   But you can only hate it silently.

The    contest will start soon.

In front of   , the host gave an impassioned opening remark on the stage, and the player who drew No. 1 has been taken to the preparation room.

  …

  The competition is in full swing. So far, the response from the judges has been mediocre, and no works that have made their eyes shine.

   "What's all this! It's too common. If I knew it earlier, I might as well stay in the team to train!" Xiao Zhebai looked at the unremarkable design on the stage, and was about to die of boredom.

   (end of this chapter)