The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Wang Wu put one hand on Fu Shiyu's shoulder, and glanced at his hand: "Alright then, I'll drive now."

"it is good."

Fu Shiyu brought the design drawings along with him, and went to meet Feng Qingqing in person.

When the famous domestic designer met Fu Shiyu, he became respectful again.

"Mr. Fu?" She poured a glass of water for the two of them, and then looked intently at Fu Shiyu in front of her, "I don't know what you are looking for when you come here this time?"

Fu Shiyu looked around, and calmly handed the design drawings in his briefcase to Feng Qingqing: "Look at this drawing, does it look familiar?"

Feng lightly looked at those blueprints, stunned.

It is indeed an intimate style.

Although she learned from Zhixin that she wants to put a long line to catch big fish, Feng Qingqing still doesn't want Mr. Fu to believe that this is Min Qingqing's work.

Her confidant is obviously so talented.

"What does Mr. Fu think of these works?"

In front of experts, Fu Shiyu dared not comment: "The work is quite good."

"Mr. Fu is curious because I have seen drawings of a similar style here?" Feng gently pushed the sunglasses on his eyes to his hair, and asked solemnly.

Fu Shiyu nodded: "Yes." He stared at Feng Qingqing's face in wonder for a moment, quite doubtful, "Did these blueprints be designed by Miss Feng?"

"Of course not. But although I didn't design it, I know her real author."

Feng gently reached out to take off the sunglasses from her hair, and asked slowly.

"Mr. Fu, if the drawing is imitated, but the imitated party has no definite evidence to prove it, what should we do?"

"The real is the real, the fake is the fake, and the fake can never be the real." Fu Shiyu's finger landed on his temple, and he answered in an inscrutable way.

In fact, it is easy to understand what designer Feng said, probably because the blueprint designed by Min Qingqing copied her friend's blueprint.

But her friend couldn't produce evidence to prove it.

That's why I threw this difficult problem to myself and let myself analyze a bright road.

Fu Shiyu said succinctly: "Even if there is no blueprint for comparison, the original author's ideas must be calmer than the plagiarist."

Feng Qingqing seemed to understand, Mr. Fu wanted to say, let Zhixin himself come forward and be tough with Min Qingqing.

"Thank you." After receiving Mr. Fu's call, Feng Qingyuan suddenly realized.

Looking at the high-end watch on my wrist, it's almost 06:30.

If you continue to stay, maybe the little wild cat at home should be anxious.

Not wanting to make the other party anxious, Fu Shiyu went back much faster.

Wang Wu followed behind, feeling very nervous as if his brother was going to Beijing to rush for the exam.

"Shi Yu, why didn't you ask who the designer's friend is?"

He felt that if he could find out who that friend was, he could bring it to the old lady and point out in person that Director Min plagiarized her work.

Fu Shiyu was amused by his thoughts, put one hand in his pocket, and asked calmly, "Didn't you hear what he said just now?"

"What?" Wang Wu hadn't reacted yet.

"Miss Feng said that the plagiarized party has no way to prove it. If there is no way, it means that there is not enough evidence on this matter."

Fu Shiyu is not stupid, the old lady is now favoring Min Qingqing.If he was still in front of him, he would make trouble for Min Qingqing.

The old lady will definitely think that her confidant is blowing pillow wind in her ears, encouraging herself to frame the innocent.

That being the case, this matter cannot be settled arbitrarily.

"But if you don't find a solution quickly, Director Min will definitely come to you within a limited time and ask you how to deal with the template." Wang Wu doesn't understand art, but he knows the purpose of a good design.

If you press it for a long time, the author and other parts will also feel curious.

Then the matter will be more difficult to solve.

"Don't worry, I will deal with it in time." Fu Shiyu turned his head, glanced at Wang Wu Qingfengjiyue, and said calmly that there would be no mistakes in this matter.

After getting home.

The servant bowed and greeted him politely: "Master, you are back."

"En." Fu Shiyu smiled warmly, handed the briefcase to the servant next to him, and glanced at the empty living room, "Where's the wife?"

"Madam made dinner early. Seeing that you haven't come back, she's waiting for you alone in the study." The servant explained with a smile on his face.

"Oh." Fu Shiyu glanced at the servant, and went to the study with his coat in his arms.

In the study, the duckling cat sat on a chair and took a nap.

The book was spread out and pressed against his cheek.

I read a famous foreign book.

Reaching out to take the book off his face, Fu Shiyu looked down at the person in front of him: "Is this reading or resting?"

Nan Zhixin covered her mouth and let out a breath, blinked her eyes, and quickly stood up: "Mr. Waiting is so sleepy."

He took a look at Fu Shiyu and turned his eyes towards the door: "Okay, Shiyu, let's go and have dinner together."

He dragged the person out of the study, but the person behind him remained motionless.

Nan Zhixin turned her head and let out a sigh of relief: "Let's go, you're not hungry."

Fu Shiyu shook his head, looking at the other person's face seriously: "I have something to ask you."

"What?" Nan Zhixin asked curiously.

"What major did you study in university?" When Fu Shiyu asked this question, there was a slight smile on his thin lips. It didn't look like he was confused, but on purpose.

"Design, don't you know?" Nan Zhixin flattened her lips and gave him a sideways glance, "You also said that you liked her for many years, but in the end you don't even know my major?"

Fu Shiyu took two steps forward, brushing his hair behind his ears with his fingers, his voice was hoarse but deep, with the power of seduction hidden deep inside.

"I know, but I don't know, Zhixin once wanted to design clothes?"

These words sound contradictory, Nanzhi Xinshui Lingling rolled her eyes, and she glanced at the cold and ascetic person in front of her: "No, your words are weird, what do you mean?"

Fu Shiyu grabbed Nan Zhixin's hand and approached, "Do you still want to hide it?"

"You misunderstood me. People like me are suitable for having fun and designing clothes. I don't have this talent."

Nan Zhixin had already noticed Fu Shiyu's humor from the half-smile in the other's eyes.

He probably knows about his design drawings.

"Misunderstood?" Fu Shiyu was obviously probing, and he knew it already.

"Yeah." Unable to bear that smile, Nan Zhixin patted his forehead and confessed, "Well, I drew some drawings before, pure inspiration came."

She raised her index finger, very calmly: "Well, I've told you now, so please keep quiet."

No one would believe that he could design clothes by himself.

It can't be used as evidence, and it's useless to say that Min Qingqing was photographed on the beach.

"How Min Qingqing designed it, I don't know yet, not to mention you know, as far as I and her reputation in the imperial capital are concerned, everyone must believe her, not me."

Nan Zhixin is so self-aware, she will be fully prepared for every step she takes now.

You can't show your sharpness like you did in front of your in-laws.

too silly.

Otherwise, not only did Min Qingqing have nothing to lose, but she also aroused the old lady's sympathy.

"You hate her so much, I don't believe you don't have other thoughts in your heart?"