Ten minutes ago.

Backstage warehouse.

At a glance, there were rows and rows of clothes racks, the clothes for the "My Chinese Style" fashion show at the National Wind Grand Prix.

There were Tang suits, Hanfu, and more recently popular new Chinese dresses, cheongsams, ruquns, long robes, you name it.

Each house was bringing out all its best.

Half an hour before the fashion show segment, people were already coming in to get their clothes ready for the stage.

As everyone was busy, a beam creaked "creak, creak".

But this sound was too small in the bustling backstage, no one noticed.

Until the beam "cracked" and broke, the beam and the small platform it supported "bang" fell down.

Then there was the sound of "whoosh" things falling to the ground.

Those coming in and out were startled by this sound, instinctively stopped and covered their heads.

When the sound finally stopped, everyone slowly got up and looked up.

They saw a small two-story platform had completely collapsed, dust filled the air.

Through the dust, some people saw that under the rubble were many clothes, and various colorful paints were scattered on the ground.

Seeing this, everyone felt a sense of foreboding.

Those were all the clothes for the fashion show.

It seemed they were completely destroyed.

There were at least three or four families' clothes in that spot.

I don't know who was so unlucky!

Everyone was talking about it, but no one dared to go up and check.

But there were four or five people in the crowd whose faces were already very ugly, including Eve.

They all recognized that spot, where their clothes were placed.

Some quick-witted ones had already gone to notify the stage manager and director.

No one saw that someone in the crowd quietly left.

In a corner away from the warehouse, the person took a picture and then made a phone call, "Dan Fashion Design Studio's clothes have all been destroyed."

"I'm sure. There will be a gap in the event, whether you can seize this opportunity depends on yourselves."

"The remaining payment will be made within two hours."

After that, the person hung up the phone and turned to leave.

When his back was gone, Adelaide's face finally left the darkness.

She just took a break, look what she heard?

Dan Fashion Design Studio?

If she remembered correctly, wasn't that Daniela's studio?

Heh, she was really too high-profile, she made a lot of enemies.

Serves her right!

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Eve told Daniela and the others what happened in the warehouse in detail.

After listening, Daniela's face was not good either, "Then Eve, are you okay?"

Eve felt a warmth in her heart and said, "I was far away, I'm fine. There's nothing wrong in the scene, just a few unlucky ones were hit by small stones splashed up, and only one has a small injury."

It was simply lucky.

If someone had been under the platform when it collapsed, the heavy slabs and things would have definitely killed them.

Seeing that Eve was indeed fine, everyone asked about the clothes.

Eve sighed, "All ruined. Not only us, but two other companies, all completely destroyed."

If it were just the beam that collapsed, maybe there would be a chance to salvage it, but so many stones and paints, and the blood plasma used for filming, were all mixed together, even if the clothes didn't rip, they would be stained beyond repair.

"There are three or four other companies, they were lucky, only one or two of their clothes were damaged, they can still be salvaged."

If the clothes were ruined, they naturally wouldn't be able to participate in the fashion show.

The other two companies were also studios like Dan Fashion Design Studio, not very big.

They had finally won this opportunity, but lost it because of such an accident, it was really unlucky.

Daniela's heart skipped a beat, she looked at Bella, "Aunt Bella, where's our backup set of clothes?"