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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 642

Chapter 644 - : Troublesome Problem

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Shen Fanxing glanced at her coldly.

“Isn’t that what you want? It’s a foreign country and there aren’t many people watching. Why are you pretending?”

Shen Qianrou blinked and her lips curled into a smile.

“Sister has wronged me this time. I really want you to advance. I’ve said that I’ll embarrass you on the international stage! You can’t even pass the elimination round now. I must be extremely disappointed.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and looked at her. “Really? Then I have to work hard and not disappoint you

Shen Qianrou nodded and said, “That’s for the best. But can you really do it? Your talent is exhausted and you don’t have enough materials for the competition. If you want to advance… All the best…”

At that moment, Annali walked out of the competition venue.

Shen Qianrou hurried forward and grabbed Annali’s hand hopefully.

“How is it? Did you pass?”

Eyes red and dusty, Annali shook her head.

“No, the most important essential oil I wanted is gone

Shen Qianrou immediately looked regretful. “That’s a pity…”

At this point, she caught a glimpse of Shen Fanxing and asked, “Do you lack essential oil now?”

Annali nodded. “Almost half of the essential oil is gone…”

As she spoke, she suddenly saw Shen Fanxing not far away. She felt embarrassed and angry.

She had just mocked her not long ago, but in the blink of an eye, she was eliminated.

Although there was no expression on her face, Annali felt that she was mocking her.

“What’s there to be smug about?! Even if she isn’t, with so many ingredients missing, how can she advance?”

“Alright, alright. Don’t be sad. Just treat it as a test. You can continue to work hard next time.”

Shen Qianrou didn’t take Annali seriously. Whether she advanced or not wasn’t a threat to her. However, if she advanced, it would benefit the Su Corporation.

The competition didn’t stop until noon. As the last batch of participants, Shen Fanxing finally entered the venue at two o’clock.

All of her previous guesses were right. Two-thirds of the essential oil was gone and there wasn’t much alcohol left. The glassware was even more broken and the competition venue was ina mess.

She looked at the judges sitting below the stage. They had been sitting there for nearly six hours. At this moment, the impatience on their faces was obvious. They did not disguise it at all. It was obvious that their patience for this competition was on the verge of collapse.

‘When the other contestants saw the remaining items on the stage, they didn’t even compare them. Instead, they angrily asked the organizers for more materials.

But how could essential oil be ordinary? Their budget back then was more than enough!

However, who would have thought that the contestants today didn’t know how to cherish the essential oil at all? Some people even had selfish motives and deliberately used up the essential oil to destroy the hopes of the contestants behind.

It was too late to replenish the essential oil.

Although this was a mistake, there was a reason for everything, Luck was often a key factor.

In the huge competition venue, the shelves at the back of the 60-meter-long stage were densely packed with essential oils. There were thousands of types of essential oils, but in the end, they were ruined. Some of the reasons were obvious.

Shen Fanxing looked around. It was difficult to match the remaining essential oil, let alone attract the attention of the judges.

Shen Fanxing frowned slightly. This was indeed a tricky problem!

At this moment, the curtain of the venue was lifted.

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. "Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?" With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile. Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier— "Dear, address me as your husband." Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

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