President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Rival company?

Song Runian really didn't know.

After all, she's just a designer, she doesn't know the core of the company's secrets, and she doesn't care about them.

But since the person in charge has spoken, it means there must be something wrong with it.

So she frowned, "You mean, this design draft of mine has something to do with the other company?"

"Yes," the person in charge nodded, "Usually, between companies with almost the same conditions, we would value the one with better inspiration, but now, the inspirations of both parties are almost the same, so it is difficult for me to choose."

The person in charge stopped at the point, and Song Runian, who was left in deep thought, left quickly.

After half a minute, Song Runian finally came to his senses.

What the person in charge meant meant that her design drawings were very similar to those of the other company.

how could be?

This is her original ah!

Could it be that someone in the company sold her design draft to the other company, and the other company even seized the opportunity to show it to the person in charge.

That's why the person in charge would persuade her to change to a design draft today.

With this doubt, Song Runian ran back to the small hall to look for Bao Sibai, "I asked the person in charge, it should be that my drawings collided with the other party."

"How come?" Bao Si Bai was also surprised, "Your inspiration is unique, could it be that the other party copied it?"

Bao Sibai's words were certain and urgent, as if he had not thought about it at all, and said it entirely by instinct.

Song Ru Nian couldn't help being taken aback, "Why are you so sure?"

"Of course I am sure that in this world, only others copy you, not you. I am confident, and I know that you are such a person." Bo Sibai replied sonorously.

A simple sentence turned into an endless warm current, pouring into Song Runian's heart, filling her heart to the brim.

"Thank you for trusting me." Song Runian nodded, "Then let's go back to the company and check."

Everyone who has come into contact with the design draft needs to investigate carefully to find out who leaked the drawing.

"Okay." Bao Sibai nodded.

The two walked out of the small restaurant and walked towards Bo's Building.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the building, Song Runian met the little boy just now.

To be precise, it was the little boy and his mommy.

"Auntie!" The little boy ran over happily when he saw Song Runian, and took out a brand new pack of tissues from the cartoon bag on his shoulders, "I'll give this back to you."

This time he raised his head, his face was already clean, and he could see the fair skin and those rosy lips.

Exquisite like a porcelain doll.

If it wasn't for the peaked cap covering the upper half of his face, Song Runian believed that this kid would look even better.

"Who is this?" Bao Si Bai was puzzled.

"I saw him at the entrance of the small restaurant just now. He had a nosebleed, and his mother is a foreigner and can't speak Chinese, so he couldn't buy tissues, so he had to ask me to borrow tissues." Song Runian explained.

After saying that, Song Runian reached out and took the tissue, "Thank you, little friend, did you wait here on purpose just to give me tissue?"

The little boy shook his head again, "No, my mommy and I are here to find someone."

Come to Bo's to find someone?

Song Runian was a little surprised, "Who are you looking for? Auntie is the designer here, maybe she knows the person you are looking for."

"I want to find Bo Sibai." The little boy said.