Minister Duan's mood lightened considerably. No one knew the immense pressure he had been carrying.
Especially after receiving reliable news that both the fabrics and design drafts had problems, he had barely slept for days.
Although he didn't understand why the young girl was so confident, he trusted that she was trustworthy.
When Deputy Head Wei approached, he rarely saw the relief and ease on Minister Duan's face.
As his closest comrade, Deputy Head Wei naturally knew how much pressure Minister Duan had been under these past few days.
"Minister Duan looks very relaxed!"
"Of course, it's really satisfying to retort!" Minister Duan wore a sincere smile. "However, we still have many problems to face subsequently."
This was almost beyond doubt.
Whether it was Mr. Fujiwara or other individuals with ulterior motives, they would not allow themselves to be too relaxed.
The two men stood at the Chinese exhibition booth as they spoke.
At this moment, others from the Chinese delegation had also arrived.
People from various factories began to arrange the fabrics they had brought to the exhibition booth.
Each occupied a portion of the space, but the central area was left vacant.
Almost everyone knew that this central space was reserved for China's finest fabrics.
While the fabrics they brought were also good, they were not the main focus of today.
However, almost everyone's mood was heavy.
They all knew that the fabrics China had brought this time had encountered problems.
It was rumored that at the entrance of the exhibition hall, the fabrics and design drafts brought by China had been snatched away.
Almost everyone present knew about this incident.
As Chinese, it was impossible for them not to worry.
But it was only worry.
After all, the fabrics they brought could not support the event today.
Meanwhile, not far away, Fujiwara was staring at the Chinese exhibition booth with an inscrutable expression.
He saw that quite a few fabrics had already been displayed at the Chinese exhibition booth.
Fujiwara, who was very knowledgeable about fabrics, knew with just a glance from afar that the fabrics currently displayed at the Chinese booth were all conventional fabrics.
Even if there were a few silk fabrics, they were merely ordinary ones, not on the same level as the fabrics they had brought today.
China was truly finished this time!
Fujiwara, while having the fabrics for Japan's exhibition brought out, looked triumphantly at Minister Duan.
Su Xiaotian gritted her teeth at his irritating demeanor.
She wished she could step forward and give Fujiwara a good beating to vent her anger.
However, such an occasion truly did not permit any recklessness.
Su Xiaotian turned her gaze to Minister Duan.
Minister Duan still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
He had naturally seen the fabrics that Fujiwara had people bring out. Although he couldn't see them clearly due to the distance, Minister Duan was almost certain that if China's originally prepared fabrics were brought out at this time, they would be no different from the ones Fujiwara had brought.
This Fujiwara truly grew older but not wiser.
Everyone present knew that the truly show-stopping fabrics would not be displayed at this time.
And Fujiwara had chosen to bring out the fabrics now. Had he not considered that this would lack sufficient surprise?
There was a reason why Fujiwara brought out the fabrics at this moment.
Firstly, he knew very well that the fabrics he brought were almost identical to China's fabrics.
In fact, apart from the different patterns, there was no other difference.
Secondly, he was very proud that China's fabrics had been snatched away.
Moreover, it was unlikely that the fabrics would be returned until the afternoon.
By bringing out the fabrics first, he aimed to create a preconceived notion in people's minds.
Even if China's fabrics were returned intact in the afternoon, there would still be much criticism from others.
At that time, China would only face an embarrassing situation.
He could already envision China's embarrassment in full view of everyone.
Time passed quickly. Around ten o'clock, the exhibition booths of the more than twenty participating delegations were all set up.
The organizers also took the stage. After a series of formal welcome remarks, it was time for the most exciting moment.
That was the moment when each delegation would present their show-stopping fabrics for the day.
Since Japan had brought out their fabrics early, many people present had already seen them, and there was indeed no surprise now.
As for some other delegations, although they had also brought out good fabrics, they did not have a greater advantage compared to the fabrics already displayed by Japan.
In the end, only two or three types of fabrics truly captured people's attention.
Just as everyone thought that China would be unable to present any fabrics due to the lost briefcase, they saw Duan Ziming walk to the center of the Chinese exhibition booth, holding a piece of fabric.
When he opened this pale golden fabric with its shimmering patterns and hung it on the pre-arranged rack, the bustling venue fell into a moment of silence.
This piece of fabric seemed to possess a magical quality, drawing everyone's gaze.
Especially at the Japanese exhibition booth, which was closer, Fujiwara, who had been feeling smug, suddenly saw a brilliant radiance flash before his eyes. Then, he saw that face, which he detested, with a proud smile, open a piece of brocade that, while not extremely vibrant in color, simply exuded a shimmering radiance.
He was not someone who couldn't recognize quality. Of course, he knew this was Song Jin, one of China's four famous brocades.
However, this piece of Song Jin seemed somewhat different from the Song Jin he knew. But exactly what was different, Mr. Fujiwara couldn't discern due to the distance.
Could this be the fabric China had prepared for the exhibition beforehand?
Mr. Fujiwara suddenly had a very bad feeling. He felt that he had fallen into a trap. Sudian Novel Network.
How could this plan have gone so smoothly?
It seemed that it was indeed extraordinary.
The Chinese were too detestable!
Duan Ziming was too detestable!
Mr. Fujiwara gritted his teeth in hatred, but it was of no use.
It was only at this moment that he understood the true meaning of Minister Duan's words.
If it weren't for the fact that they were in full view of everyone, Fujiwara would have wanted to curse.
But he could do nothing. He could only watch as Minister Duan hung the shimmering brocade, attracting countless admiring glances.
At this very moment, Mr. Fujiwara had already predicted that the competition today was no longer of much significance.
From the moment Duan Ziming presented this brocade, the outcome had already been decided!
However, where did this brocade come from?
He had clearly observed carefully before and had not seen anyone from the Chinese delegation carrying any other briefcases.
No, not even any larger bags!
The Chinese were truly cunning!