Chapter 87 The Factory Was on Fire

A week later.

As time went by, the date of the fashion show was getting closer and closer, and everything was going smoothly according to the expected plan.

But when Song Yao finally managed to move her energy away from it, she received a call from Wang Liguo.

"Ms. Song, something bad happened." As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Liguo's anxious voice came through.

With a frown, Song Yao had a bad feeling, "What's going on?" "Last night, our factory, which is especially responsible for the production of clothes for fashion shows, suddenly lit up. The preliminary version of clothes that were about to be completed were all burnt down in the fire." "What? You mean everything was burnt to ashes?"

After hearing the news, Song Yao felt as if she had experienced a devastating earthquake. She even unconsciously tightened her grip on the mobile phone.

It was hard to describe her current mood with only the word 'collapse'.