"miss fu has held a solo exhibition at the paris fashion week! could luo chenxi do it? she still has the cheek to talk to miss fu about fair competition with her own ability ... isn't she too thick-skinned?"
the long-haired woman's words were filled with obvious jealousy and hatred.
the short-haired woman frowned, but she could not refute.
this was because even she thought that fu jiatong's design standard was obviously a few levels higher than luo chenxi's.
when the two of them spoke, they did not deliberately lower their voices. the lounge was not big.
all the designers in the room heard their conversation.
fu jiatong raised her chin, her eyes full of pride.
her abilities were publicly acknowledged by everyone. luo chenxi had spoken so arrogantly in front of the media earlier. she wondered how embarrassing it would be when she failed to be selected later!
he was really seeking his own death!
she took a glance at luo chenxi subconsciously.