Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

So this time, the "Future Sirius" competition for advertising newcomers held by LMH Company to the whole world is the best platform for Jasmine.

Her results in the previous two auditions were quite good. In the advertising department of her school, almost every student participated, but her audition results were far ahead!

According to such results all the way through, there is no problem in passing the first run-off, and there is even hope to become a player to participate in the world competition through the second run-off!

She almost saw the beautiful future, waving to her...

Back in reality, Jasmine suddenly saw the door of the lobby open.

Immediately, all the noise in the lobby stopped, and countless pairs of eyes stared at the opened door, everyone wanted to hear the result that was related to their own fate.

Jasmine's heart was beating very fast. She knew that the advertising creative work [Sweet Dream] that she participated in the final selection this time was indeed the work of her own painstaking efforts. It took many months, even half a month. There was almost no rest all night, and the work was completed day and night.

When she finally saw the finished product, she herself had the urge to cry.

Because, this advertising idea comes from the sweetest and most sour memory in her heart.

Although that memory has passed for a long time, perhaps, the other party has long forgotten that there is such a memory, that there is such a person as her...

But she still remembers it, keeps it in her heart, and keeps it in the sweetest and most secret corner.

Because that memory is the sweetest time in her past, when she was a carefree little princess, and even the air seemed to be filled with the aroma of ice cream.

Whenever she thinks of that memory, she feels like her heart is about to melt.

How much she wanted to drill back into that memory, how much she wanted to say to that person again: "I'm sorry."

The parting ten years ago was not even a real parting with him.

sorry!Are you okay now?You must be fine!

I really hope you are doing well, as well as your father.

That way, even if you never remember me, even if I'm just a nasty, willful little girl in your heart, I don't have any regrets.

And this work was given to him...

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Just as Jasmine was thinking about it, she saw a blonde woman in a silver-gray suit walking out with a list, standing on the round booth in the middle of the lobby, and reading out the names of the first primary candidates one by one. Hundreds of names.

There were quite a few of Jasmine's classmates on the list. During the first and second rounds of auditions, Jasmine's scores were far higher than theirs. In the first round of primary election, Jasmine felt confident in her heart.

She knows that her grades are among the best in the advertising department, and her creativity and talent have been praised by professors many times.

She thought, since those students could make it to the primary election, then she would have no problem at all, and she almost listened with a relaxed mood when she heard about it.

The player with the higher score goes to the back.

Jasmine listened intently, but her name was still not there.

--how is this possible?

Suddenly, the woman in the silver-gray suit coughed lightly and said to everyone: "Hello everyone, this is the list of our company's finalists this time. Please shortlist the 99 contestants, oh, no, it's [-] contestants , starting today to prepare for the second round of the run-off.”