Rebirth of the rich and powerful

Fang Ren is a very inconspicuous employee in Jiang Yunxin's company.He is an old man in the design department, and he stayed with the team in Italy for a long time. When he changed jobs collectively, he followed him without hesitation.But this person is very taciturn. Although he is powerful in his hands, most of the time, others don't even notice him.

"This is a new sample draft. First, let the pattern-making side make a pattern of clothes to see what needs to be adjusted." Xin Tong handed him a file bag, "By the way, this..."

She seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she stopped again.

Fang Ren didn't think much, nodded, took the manuscript paper, and went straight downstairs to the printing room without saying much.

Walking to the corner of the stairwell, he quickly looked left and right, then took a side step, and slipped into the men's room.

He entered a squatting pit, locked the door, opened the file bag, took out his mobile phone, quickly took pictures of each sample, then sent all the photos to a communication number, and emptied all the photos and documents in the mobile phone. After leaving the traces, I put the phone in my pocket, sorted out the manuscript, and walked out quickly.

He tried his best to shake the document bag in the air, as if he wanted to shake off the smell sticking on it, and then took a close nose to smell it. He felt that there was nothing unusual, and then sent the things to the plate-making room.

This is not the first time Fang Ren has done this kind of thing.

Two years ago, he had no choice but to become Jiang Linzhou's pony because he had a clue in someone else's hands. But before, he was just tipping off the news, so he had no psychological burden, but now...

Fang Ren also couldn't tell whether it was luck or bad luck that he went to Italy with him.

The good thing is that Jiang Linzhou gave him more money.Although this man is black, he has always been generous and never treats his subordinates badly. The problem is that Fang Ren himself knows that he has fallen deeper and deeper on this road, and he can no longer get out.

But even if you know, so what?Jiang Linzhou held too many handles on him and dared not resist no matter what.

Fang Ren let out a long sigh, and could only continue to bury his head, honestly being his commercial spy.

At this time, Xin Tong had already returned to Jiang Yun's office, and asked strangely: "Boss, why are you using other people's designs to make clothes, and you are not allowed to tell me?"

Jiang Yun didn't answer her, but asked, "Did Fang Ren send it over?"

Xin Tong nodded: "He has always been in charge of delivery. This person is very diligent. Although he doesn't talk much, he is very active in running errands. By the way, the boss, now overseas are all electronic offices, which are convenient and pollution-free. Let's You can also learn!"

This girl's mind has always been unconstrained, and she said that she said it, but she didn't go too far. Because she was worried, she changed the topic and continued to ask: "Boss, you are not going to build a copycat, just use someone else's design. Once you find it, Our brand is finished."

"Of course not," Jiang Yun smiled and shook his head, "It's not that I don't know the lesson of Yuhuan Pavilion."

"That's right, Boss, Yuhuan Pavilion is still in a slump. I heard that their autumn and winter new styles are not doing well!" Xin Tong nodded vigorously, emphasizing, "The Yuhuan Pavilion is not selling well this time. Even the style can’t keep up, so boss, our new model is not available yet!”

Her big eyes stared at Jiang Yun with radiance.

Jiang Yun only smiled: "No hurry, no hurry, just wait."

"Wait a little longer, time will pass!" Xin Tong's eyes widened, and he suddenly doubted his original decision.

"The house is still too messy. Mosquitoes and cockroaches have come in. They must be cleaned up before we can start work." Jiang Yun said with a smile.

"Where is the mess?" Xin Tong looked at the tidy office inexplicably, then shrank his feet nervously: "There are... cockroaches here?"

"Yes, there are big cockroaches." Jiang Yun laughed.

Xin Tong screamed and ran away.

In fact, Jiang Yun was not sure what Jiang Linzhou would use the spies to do.

He has carefully checked his third uncle. Although he is unknown on the surface, he is actually the eagle claw behind the Jiang Group. He has done a lot of messy things just when the business has not been handled. For this kind of person, playing tricks Is it right and proper, to do business in a serious manner?That's stupid.

Instead of letting this person suddenly attack without knowing it, it is better to show his weakness first and see how he makes a move.

Jiang Yun would not take the initiative to harm others, but if the other party wanted to harm him, he didn't mind digging a hole first and asking the other party to jump in.

Sure enough, the fox's tail finally came out.

The version of the clothes was produced soon, and Jiang Yun still looked decent and then broke down the tasks one by one, adjusted the size and fabric, calculated the cost, and determined the main style. After throwing away a handful, she made up her mind that if Jiang Yun really dared to find a factory for production, she would immediately reveal the matter, even if she lost her job.

In the afternoon, she entered Jiang Yun's office with a drawing book, first looked around to make sure there were no scary mice and cockroaches, and then asked cautiously: "Boss, are you under too much pressure and affecting your inspiration?" It's okay, I have a lot of designs here, although they are not as good as your original works or those of those big-name designers, but at least... the copyright is no problem, is it?"

He took the notebook from Yun and looked at it seriously.

"Boss, you asked me to find those designs for you. Although they are all not very well-known designs of big brands, and they are different from each other, some of them are old models from domestic brands a few years ago. It is not obvious at first glance. , but I really can’t help digging deeper, especially domestic ones, maybe they will reveal their secrets at some point!” Xin Tong took a deep breath and tried to persuade him.

Jiang Yun nodded, but commented on the clothes she designed: "Yes, your clothes are very aura, do you consider starting your own independent brand as soon as possible?"

"That's what I planned..." Xin Tong answered casually, then shook his head and said, "No, boss, there will always be inspiration, you can't give up on yourself!"

Jiang Yun still smiled, and returned the notebook to Xin Tong: "Thank you, but you really have to trust me, my company will never produce counterfeit products! Not a single one."

The problem is, just now you ordered your subordinates to study how to counterfeit... Xin Tong feels very depressed when he thinks about this.

At this time, Jiang's clothing was really in full swing, and production started quickly.

After receiving the finished product drawings from Fang Ren, Jiang Linzhou made a very frenzied decision: use all of them directly, without changing a single line.

"Since foreign design masters appreciate him so much, it's time for this kid to make contributions to Jiang." He said.

Jiang Xiangyu was very worried: "Dad, if you use it directly like this, it will be hard to explain when it hits the market. And all the styles are exactly the same..."

Jiang Linzhou laughed loudly: "Is there anything to explain? Our factory is more efficient, new models are launched earlier, and brand recognition is better. You say, he has evidence that we copied him? Obviously he is the one who copied it. That one! At such a young age, he is trying to gain fame and reputation, and he still wants to use crooked methods to dig out the Jiang family's old bottom, hahaha, don't worry, this time I will definitely smash his reputation as a genius designer!"

Jiang Yun is indeed a very talented designer, but so what if he is talented?How can a child who doesn't understand anything beat an old man like him who has been in the world for many years?When Jiang Yun's company completely collapsed, as an uncle, he didn't mind giving him another bowl of food.

Jiang Linzhou complacently looked at the design drawing which was still hot, and the more he looked at it, the happier he was, as if he could see that annoying child, jumping around, drawing helplessly to make money for himself.

"I just want to let him know that if you don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, you will always stumble!" Jiang Linzhou looked at the busy factory and said vigorously.

In the office of the general manager of Jiang's Garment Factory, Jiang Linyuan, the boss, is studying the new style of Yuhuan Pavilion.

"I always feel that there is something wrong..." Jiang Linyuan looked at these clothes. They were beautiful, and they passed the evaluation of the marketing department, but with his many years of experience, he still felt that there was something wrong...

"I always feel a little familiar, won't it be a collision again?" He said suspiciously.

"It's definitely an original design. I saw the designer draw it with my own eyes, but the clothes are not all the same, and they look the same." Jiang Linzhou said indifferently, "Brother, trust me, I won't do it again The mistakes of the second brother."

When Jiang Linzhou said that the clothes were all like this, Jiang Linyuan frowned, but he didn't bother to say, this younger brother is not the same as the second child, the second child is a mess, at least he has a bad memory, this one is really narrow-minded, I may make a deduction for you at any time, and prepare to settle accounts after the fall.

"Since you're sure, I'll arrange production right away," Jiang Linyuan said, "Arrange your production manager to come and connect with this side, and see when the goods will be delivered."

"Brother, I want to ask you something!" Jiang Linzhou said again.

"how?"

"You know that the company's winter collection is not going well this year. I want to launch this batch of new styles as soon as possible. I'm caught off guard by catching the market. The sooner I publicize, the sooner I sell!" Jiang Linzhou said.

"IPO early? Are you not afraid that others will copy your funds?" Jiang Linyuan asked.

This is the most annoying point for many big brands. Countless small brands and even small factories, every new season, stare at big brands like jackals and suck blood, and they can't beat them clean.

"They dare!" Jiang Linzhou smiled with his mouth tilted, "Brother, don't worry, I dare not say anything else. I have a lot of solutions for this."

Jiang Linya knew that his younger brother's hands were not very clean, but he didn't expect him to be so confident, so he just nodded: "Since you said it's okay, I will do as you said, but you should take it easy and do business, after all, you can't always use the original That set."

Jiang Linzhou just nodded copingly, and didn't take his brother's words to heart at all.

Another half month has passed.

Xin Tong struggles with whether to resign voluntarily every day. She has had several heartfelt conversations with Jiang Yun in the past few days, but the boss has a very good attitude, but even if she is determined not to change, she is also very helpless.

At this time, Fang Ren suddenly offered to resign.

You are afraid that you are the roundworm in my stomach!Holding his resignation report, Xin Tong really wanted to shout, but for the sake of his ladylike image, he chose to hold back.

She signed for Fang Ren and asked him to go through the personnel affairs by himself. She also waved a pen and prepared to do the same.

Just as she was biting her pen and pondering over her words and sentences, Jiang Yun suddenly handed her a stack of manuscript paper: "Ready to start work!"

"Ah?" Xin Tong looked up at him stupidly.

"New model," Jiang Yun raised his chin, "Miss, please take a look at it?"

Before Xin Tong could react, he opened the manuscript paper in a daze... Huh? !

"Boss, boss, so you really didn't fool me!" she called out.

"What are you doing fooling around?" Jiang Yun gave her a disdainful glance.

"Boss, boss, your design is great! Wow! I like this skirt! This shirt is also beautiful! Oh, I want one of each when the finished product comes out! What to do, boss, I think I'm about to fall in love with you !” she cried while watching.

"Who are you in love with?" A slow and exotic baritone voice rang above Xin Tong's head.

Xin Tong froze, did not dare to lift his head, and buried his head in the manuscript paper like a quail: "Misunderstanding, I mean, I fell in love with the clothes designed by the boss..."

She didn't dare to raise her head until the two had left, and snorted disdainfully at the back: "These two dogs! Show affection everywhere."

Jiang Yun asked Yan Mo angrily: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to America?"

Yan Mo took out a box from his bag: "I'll be back when I'm not done. Here, I will give you a gift."

Jiang Yun looked at the gray box and shook his head: "No, you won't get paid for nothing."

At the end of the speech, he smiled kindly, "How come, we will be neighbors from now on, this is a visiting gift."

"?" Jiang Yun was taken aback.

"My new company is just downstairs from yours. Please give me your advice in the future." Yan Mo said very politely.

Jiang Yun never imagined that Yanmo would actually set up a decent new company in City A, which is a high-tech Internet company that enjoys government subsidies and state support.

"I'm very optimistic about Huaguo's internet market," Yan Mo said solemnly, "and we need to support each other."

... You fake foreign devil, why are you so feudal and superstitious!

Jiang Yun turned and left silently.

Yan Mo happily followed, walked by Jiang Yun's side, looked at Jiang Yun's face and smiled, after a while, he suddenly remembered something, took out a small notebook from his pocket, glanced at it, and put it back again .

Then, he coughed heavily: "I hope that in the future, I will bear your troubles and you will share my happiness."

"?" Jiang Yun was puzzled.

wrong?continue.

"I especially hope that when we are old, you will be on crutches and I will be in a wheelchair to watch the sunset together."

"...Why can't I sit in a wheelchair? Why do I want to watch the sunset?" Jiang Yun couldn't help asking.

Yan Mo looked at him blankly, and wanted to look down at the cheat sheet, and then suddenly remembered that there was no answer to this in the cheat sheet!

"How about... I'm on crutches, and you make a wheelchair?" He asked cautiously, "If you don't like watching the sunset, you can watch other things. I'll change what you want to see right away."

Jiang Yun looked at the end of the sentence, the man's face was serious, but his mouth was full of nonsense, probably he didn't know what he was talking about.

He couldn't help laughing, and after laughing for a while, he spread his hands: "Show me what's in your pocket?"

At the end of the sentence, he froze, revealing a perfect social smile.

Jiang Yun looked at him quietly.

Yan Mo pinched his pockets and looked at the smiling boy. Although he was 10 years older than him, his aura suddenly weakened.

Then, Yan Mo reluctantly took out the small copybook that had been crumpled into a ball by him.

"What is this?" Jiang Yun casually flipped through the notebook, and saw dozens of disgusting words written by hand, some of which were crossed out with black lines, and some were highlighted, and it seemed that there was still writing at the bottom It’s just that most of them are written in English, and Jiang Yun couldn’t understand them for a while.

At the end of the speech, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to take back the notebook, glanced at Jiang Yun, then shrank back, with a rare look of helplessness on his usually expressionless face: "Tan Su told me to coax more Coax you so you won't be angry."

Jiang Yun put the notebook into his pocket very naturally: "I'm not angry, and what Tan Su said is unbelievable."

"Really..." Yan Mo felt distressed as he watched his painstaking effort that he had worked hard for several days be taken away. Although he had a good memory, he actually memorized everything in the notebook, but, on it...

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yun stopped and looked at Yan Mo coldly. Although he was a head shorter than Yan Mo, his aura was absolutely overwhelming at this moment.

"It's nothing..." Yan Mo shook his head in disappointment, forget it, give it to him if he wants it, his handwriting has always been scribbled, Jiang Yun will definitely not be able to recognize it.

When Jiang Yuncai returned to the office alone, he immediately locked the door of the office, then pulled out a magnifying glass, and concentrated on reading the words on the notebook.

Those sour Chinese chicken soups are ignored for the time being, and they are all copied.

What Jiang Yun wanted to read was the English words that Yan Mo had jotted down on the side. That was what Yan Mo himself wrote.

At the bottom of the first page, there is a short section of extremely thin and messy English letters. The writing is so coherent and sloppy that most people can't read it clearly.

Jiang Yun is no stranger to Yan Mo's handwriting, but it's just a little more difficult.

He took out a pen and paper, and copied the letters bit by bit:

If God choose, I shall but love thee better after death.*

Jiang Yun stared at the line of English letters and stared blankly for a long time.

At first, he blushed and his heart beat, and he couldn't help covering his heart with his hands, as if the little thing that suddenly became active was about to pop out of his chest at any time.

He stood up nervously and flustered, and walked around the office twice: "He just wrote it by hand, don't think about it!"

"Even if it's true, his liking won't last long."

"What's life and death, the shelf life is at most 36 months, and then it's not even as good as a piece of paper."

Jiang Yun was serious and told himself word for word.

The more he talked, the paler his face became, and the restless thing in his chest gradually quieted down.

Finally, he stopped at the edge of the table, looking at the sentence he had just copied down by hand.

"You are such a waste! No wonder you are played around by others." He said to himself coldly.

Then, Jiang Yun picked up the piece of paper, tore it in two at once, and then completely tore it up bit by bit.

The black letters that were originally handwritten on the paper turned into fuzzy little black dots, and they looked like strange smiling faces, laughing at him loudly.

Jiang Yun was expressionless, but the force on his fingers was getting heavier and heavier, until he couldn't tear it anymore, then he threw the small snowflake-like piece of paper in his hand into the trash can.

He wanted to tear up the notebook at the end of the sentence again, but stopped when he picked it up. He looked at the line of scribbled letters, carefully smoothed the wrinkles on it, then sighed, and gently put the notebook into the deep drawer .

"Don't think about it any more."

That's it, that's all.

The author has something to say: *Elizabeth Browning "I Love You So Much"

Translation: If God let me decide,

I will love you twice as much after I die.