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Chapter 200 Results Exhibition (2)

Mo Beibei finished speaking in one breath, grabbed Yun Duo's hand with both hands, and pleaded with her eyes, "This is the time when good sisters are effective, Yun Duo, you will help me, right?"

Yun Duo plucked her hair in embarrassment. She thought about it. This achievement exhibition belongs to Chen Mike Company. She is just the designer of this case, and she only has an invitation letter. She is a big company, please come Most of the people here are famous, and Mo Beibei's news agency is too low-profile, so they can't get it at all.

Unless... it depends on the relationship.But she is also a small wage earner, or else, let's see if Chen Sheng can do anything, after all, he is from that company.

"I'll ask Chen Sheng for you, there's no guarantee of success."

Mo Beibei nodded desperately and offered her mobile phone graciously.Yun Duo took the phone, dialed the number, and put the phone to his ear.

After a few rings, it was picked up. Chen Sheng's voice seemed a little sleepy, and it seemed that it woke him up.

"Did I wake you up?" Yun Duo apologized.

"It's okay." Chen Cheng probably knew that it was very late, so he asked doubtfully, "Yun Duo, why are you calling me at this hour? Is there something wrong?"

Mo Beibei grabbed her arm nervously, Yun Duo said helplessly: "It's like this... So, can you think of a way to get an invitation letter?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while, and then slowly said, "Yun Duo, I am not in charge of the invitation letter, but Chen Mike is in charge. After all, the company invites relatively few people, so the invitation letter is limited, and the reporter's , it’s just an invitation, even if your friend can get in, he might not be able to compete with other big entertainment magazine companies.”

"Okay." Yun Duo hung up the phone, turned to look at Mo Beibei, shrugged her shoulders, curled her lips to express that she had no choice, and tactfully conveyed Chen Sheng's meaning to her.

Mo Beibei froze after listening, she waved her hand, "Yun Duo, on this day next year, remember to put incense on my grave, it will not be in vain for our good sisters."

"Is it so serious?" Yun Duo slapped her fantasy away with a palm.

Mo Beibei cried, "It's very serious, very serious, you know, losing my job is like telling me to die."

(End of this chapter)