Ye Fei looked over in surprise.
Others might not know, but she certainly did.
That's actually Zhao Gushen's phone ringtone.
Immediately following was Zhao Gushen appearing at the door.
Everyone was stunned, especially Ye Fei.
Alongside Zhao Gushen were five judges and several main organizers of the competition.
Zhao Gushen himself had come, and of course, they hurriedly accompanied him.
Ye Fei stared blankly at Zhao Gushen, the person she was just contacting by phone, suddenly appeared in front of her, like a dream.
At this moment, Zhao Gushen stood at the entrance, with one hand casually resting in his pants pocket.
Evidently, he had just come from the office, still dressed in a crisp suit, tall and upright.
For some reason, Ye Fei's heart raced. Seeing Zhao Gushen here felt very different, somewhat magical.
Initially, she felt nervous around Zhao Gushen, for he was someone far removed from her.
