The Pillow of the Bad President

Under such circumstances, Zhuang Qintong could not sit still.watermark ad test watermark ad test

She didn't expect all this to happen, and she never imagined that the design was obviously taken from David by her, so how could it become Hao Yan's design, among them, there must be something wrong.

Feeling the current situation, she has to make a statement, otherwise she will default to plagiarism.

Once accused of plagiarism, Zhuang Qintong's career as a designer will suffer a fatal blow.

She had to try to save herself.

Zhuang Qintong's eyes were reddish, her expression was very regretful, and she looked listless, but what she said just now clearly meant something.

She retreated, first apologized, but then argued that someone deliberately sent the work to herself, which undoubtedly pointed the finger at Hao Yan.

Putting aside the hat of plagiarism, he turned around and poured a basin of dirty water on Hao Yan, leading people to conspiracy theories.

No one should think about it.

Zhuang Qintong looked at Hao Yan with raised eyebrows, thinking that she would argue with her out of embarrassment, but she met her gaze calmly, not seeming to care.

The corner of the mouth is slightly upturned, half a smile is not a smile.

Zhuang Qintong couldn't help feeling cold all over.

I don't know if it was her illusion, after hearing her words, the vice president squinted his eyes, his expression became more serious, and he just said, "Well, this matter, the association will investigate clearly, once there is a result, it will notify you of"

Zhuang Qintong said, "Thank you, Vice President."

The vice president only responded lightly, and his attitude seemed a little indifferent.

Zhuang Qintong didn't have time to think about it.

In the selection with very high expectations, in front of so many judges and service associations, she stumbled so badly that she almost packed her things with her tail between her legs, and left with her assistant in a dejected way.

On the side of the road, there is a dealer's car waiting.

Zhuang Qintong's face was still pale until he got into the car.

Her head is still buzzing, the loss of this selection, how will she deal with Robert and the headquarters next

At this time, the assistant Xiaotong, who had never dared to breathe, saw something on his mobile phone, his eyes widened, and he panicked and stammered, "President, director, it's not good, please read the news."

Zhuang Qintong frowned, "What's wrong?"

Xiao Tong handed over the phone, his hands were trembling, "The news exposed the anonymous report letter of the association, reporting that you have been raising a design team in private, and all the designs were not made by you, including this selection."

In an instant, Zhuang Qintong's ears were like thunder and lightning.

Seeing the news content on the assistant's phone clearly, the eyes and eyebrows are full of horror.

At this time, she also suddenly understood what was wrong with the design in the selection, but it was too late.

Zhuang Qintong has worked hard to be better since she was a child, but her qualifications in fashion design are not high. She chose to be a fashion designer at the beginning, the main purpose was to please Lin Yin, hoping to get her favor. She made her status as a famous lady even higher.

Over the years, she has kept a lot of designers for her own use in private, treating these designs as her own, thereby gaining a higher popularity and status, but now it has been exposed

Seeing her cracked facial features, the little boy called tremblingly, "Director!"

Zhuang Qintong's eyes seemed to be split open, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Immediately, go and dismantle the studio for me, and send everyone away without leaving any traces. If you clean up everything, there will be news." , try to undo it for me, what are you still doing in a daze, didn’t you hear my words clearly, go quickly”

In the end, there was a sharpness piercing the air in the voice.

Xiaotong wanted to say that it was too late now, but when he touched Zhuang Qintong's eyes, he nodded tremblingly, "Yes"

The car stopped, and the little boy hurried away.

After the assistant left, Zhuang Qintong sat alone in the back seat of the car.

Hatred fermented rapidly in her heart, and anger floated between her brows and eyes. She didn't care about the driver in front of her. She raised her hand violently, and smashed the handbag and computer next to her to the window glass. Make a loud noise.

The driver in front froze his hand on the steering wheel.

After returning to the dealership, the driver parked the car in the garage.

The servant who cleaned the courtyard saw his irritated and panicked face, and asked concerned, "Old Zhang, are you okay?"

Everyone in the Zhuang family knew that the old lady was the most difficult to serve, and Miss Qintong was the kindest and gentlest. She always had a smile on her face, and almost no one saw her get angry.

The driver swallowed, "Miss Qintong is actually quite scary."

Compared with Zhuang Qintong's dire situation at this time, Hao Yan's side was in sharp contrast, and he won the selection like a spring breeze.

After she got into the car, Qin Huainian handed her the iad.

Hao Yan browsed the hottest news above.

It seems that Dai Hui did not disappoint them, and did things perfectly and beautifully.

Hao Yan couldn't help but think of the short meeting with Dai Hui that day, especially the famous saying that if you have money, you are a father. Looking back, she smiled, and she couldn't help but taught Qin Huainian this matter, "Mr. Dai also said, you is his eternal father"

Qin Huainian raised his eyebrows lazily, and leaned towards her, "Then dad can't let them down."

The exposure of such a scandal about raising hot hands almost shocked the entire circle.

Zhuang Qintong really wanted to suppress the news, but to no avail, public opinion had already fermented, and the Service Association had also intervened in the investigation, all the evidence was solid.

The Anonymous not only admitted that Hao Yan had stolen the selected design and gave it to Zhuang Qintong for use, but also returned many timeline evidences that their gunmen had designed for Zhuang Qintong over the years.

If plagiarism is shameful, then raising a gunman is even more irreversible.

"No wonder, every time Zhuang Qintong's design styles are so changeable, I always think that she is a ghost with abnormal talent. It turns out that she has taken over other people's designs."

"It's shameful, it's the rat shit in the industry"

"Boycott her designs, boycott Zhuang Qintong"

Inside and outside the industry, including passers-by, are discussing indignantly.

The once genius girl, as well as the best young female designer at home and abroad, instantly became the object of everyone's snort.

In the midst of these fermenting of public opinion, there is another piece of news that has quietly arrived. It is about the China Cup finals that year. The design master l, who has always kept a low profile and does not accept any interviews, took the initiative to expose the shady scenes of that year's competition to reporters.

Lin Yin clarified that in the finals, Zhuang Qintong plagiarized and stole Susan's design, the real champion should be Susan.

The Pillow of the Bad President