Ai Li had just returned to the venue.
Then Lu Jincheng's gaze immediately fell on her.
He wasn't sure if it was his misconception, but the designer Y in front of him seemed a little different from the one he had met before.
He couldn't pinpoint exactly what was off.
"President Lu, everything is ready. Shall we begin?"
The head organizer of the contest approached Lu Jincheng, politely inquiring.
Upon hearing this, Lu Jincheng nonchalantly clapped his hands.
"I've said it before, you all can arrange everything yourselves. I'm just here for a look. Don't feel burdened on my account."
"Understood, President Lu. I know what to do,"
he said, and the head organizer nodded in understanding after hearing Lu Jincheng's words.
After a brief inspection of the venue to ensure everything was in order, he turned and nodded to the cameraman.
Ai Li stood nervously at the central position, her face plastered with a strained smile.
It wasn't for any other reason.