Fake daughters are wealthy

He is talking.

"I have always left room for the new designer, hoping that she and the company behind her can correct their mistakes and start over."

"But I didn't expect that the other party not only failed to correct the mistake, but became more and more stupid. The family spread rumors on the Internet, trying to confuse the truth."

"They even made a lot of small moves behind the scenes, which affected people around me. That's why I stood up today and held this press conference. I decided not to show mercy to the other party and tell the public the truth!"

Hearing this, Qiao Nian snorted, "Tsk, I won't watch the Oscars next year without him!"

Yuan Yongqin didn't have a good attitude like her, and stared nervously at the live broadcast in her office. She also called Su Mo, people from the PR department, the director of the design department, and the parties involved.

Others are fine.

Tao Leyi was particularly nervous, his hands were tightly clenched together, and his palms were sweating profusely.

She herself has a clear conscience, but in the face of the scolding on social media these days, some people found her mobile phone number, WeChat and Weibo accounts through various channels, and sent messages to insult her.

She is under great personal psychological pressure, and has not slept well for several days, so she can barely fall asleep with the sleeping pills prescribed by the hospital.

After a few days, Tao Leyi's mental state was terrible, his face was pale, his eyelids were swollen and weak, and his expression was in a trance and restless.

If it wasn't for watching Yuan Yongqin encourage her all the time and stand firmly with her.

Tao Leyi was afraid that he would have been defeated by public opinion long ago.

The reason why she can still sit here strong and watch Lagerfeld's press conference together is all thanks to her colleagues in the company cheering her on.

"Yuan, Mr. Yuan."

Yuan Yongqin took time out of his busy schedule to see Tao Leyi, who was also nervous, and gave her a comforting look, calmed down, and said softly: "Don't worry, let's see and talk."

"En." Tao Leyi collected himself and looked over.

On the projection, Master Lagerfeld was impassioned and said to the following media: "She plagiarized my work, this is a fact."

"I have witnesses."

Tao Leyi was in extreme pain, looking at the master-level figure sitting there with a solemn face as if he couldn't rub the sand in his eyes.

This man was still her idol.

Now the idol she admires is lying to everyone.

Said she plagiarized.

But she obviously didn't plagiarize, it was her own work, the work she worked hard day and night to find inspiration and design.

Why did Master Lagerfeld lie.

What Tao Leyi couldn't accept was still to come.

After Lagerfeld finished speaking, the staff led a young man from State Y to the stage, and found a seat in a corner.

When the camera is on that person.

Tao Leyi cried out in shock: "Senior?!"

Yuan Yongqin and the people in the office all looked at her.

But she seemed to have lost her soul, she couldn't believe what she saw with her eyes at all, she murmured to herself: "How could it be him? Why is he here?"

Yuan Yongqin raised his forehead and almost guessed what was going to happen next.

She lowered her voice and said to the connected call on the other end of the video: "It seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time, and this is to make a false accusation."

……

The young man on the other end pulled the microphone, adjusted his position, and looked at the dark media below the stage, extremely nervous.

"I……"

He didn't know what to do, and subconsciously looked at Lagerfeld.

Seeing Lagerfeld nodding at him.

As if mustering up his courage, he took a deep breath, looked back at the reporters in the audience, and opened his mouth and said, "I'm Midie Huang."