"What do we do now? I haven't finished my makeup yet!"
Meng Yan was both angry and anxious, dropping her lipstick in frustration and reaching for her phone to call the person in charge of the competition.
But Ruan Ning intervened just in time. "Don't make the call just yet."
Impatiently, Meng Yan said, "I haven't finished my makeup, and I have to go on stage later to receive the award. I still need to hurry to meet Master Si! Isn't this power outage delaying my affairs?"
Ruan Ning calmly advised, "Don't you know which company is responsible for building this competition venue?"
Meng Yan paused for a moment, her mind slow to react. "Who is it? Do you know them?"
Ruan Ning felt a bit speechless.
She stood up and, using the faint light from the phone screen, walked slowly behind Meng Yan. With cold fingertips, she casually scrolled through her phone and pulled up the promotional poster for the competition, pointing to a corner. "It's the Mei Corporation."
