Republic of China Designer [Transmigration Book]

Guo Wenya was placed under house arrest.

Outside her room, there are attendants on duty day and night.

Three meals a day and daily necessities are delivered to the room.

And she herself was forbidden to take half a step out of the door.

Xu Huangtian came to see her, seeing her indifferent attitude, he didn't say much, just thought she was throwing a temper tantrum.

In fact, Guo Wenya did not sulk.

She's a smart person and knows that sulking is useless except hurting yourself.

In her free time, she was thinking about how to get out of trouble.

Finally, Guo Wenya stared at the window of the room.

She poked her head out of the window, visually measured the height of the landing, and took a piece of cloth and tied it to the window sill.

It happened that Yingxue was trimming flower branches in the backyard, and when she looked up, she saw Guo Wenya hanging in mid-air by pulling the cloth strips, her legs were dangling, looking like she was on the verge of falling.

"Ah—Miss—" Yingxue yelled sharply, startling Guo Wenya who was concentrating on running away.

One distracted and fell down.

"Ah yo!" Guo Wenya cried out in pain, alarming everyone in the whole house.

Fortunately, the second floor was not high, Guo Wenya only sprained her foot and scratched a few oily skins.

But the story of the young lady jumping off a building in order to escape marriage has spread throughout the mansion. Mrs. Guo was frightened to death, and broke into Guo Wenya's room crying.

"Daughter, you can't let it go!" Mrs. Guo lay on Guo Wenya's bed and cried loudly, "If you really don't want to marry, then don't marry, you can't commit suicide!"

Guo Wenya originally wanted to explain that she was not looking for short-sightedness, but after hearing this, she stopped explaining, her face turned expressionless, as if she had nothing to love.

Seeing this, Mrs. Guo cried even louder.

When Father Guo heard the news, he rushed over immediately. When he saw his bedridden daughter, he was angry and anxious: "What are you doing? What are you doing?! Seeing that the wedding date is coming, you..."

"The wedding date, the wedding date, you only think about the wedding date in your heart, and you still think about the wedding date when your daughter is like this!" Mrs. Guo broke out.

Father Guo was silent.

The two elders didn't expect that Guo Wenya would commit suicide in order not to marry into the Xu family, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

After Xu Huangtian got the news, he rushed over immediately.

Guo Wenya didn't want to see him, so she just dropped a word and divorced.

Of course Xu Huangtian was unwilling to retreat, but the attitude of the elders of the Guo family was shaken.

Especially Mrs. Guo, who used to think that Xu Huangtian was so kind, but now she doesn't like it anyway.

In any case, the wedding date of the two will be postponed, and Guo Wenya's leg injury will be healed for a period of time, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise.

Xia Jinting saw the farce of the marriage between the Guo and Xu families in the newspaper, and for a moment recalled Liu Shuang's sentence - "I don't know if this marriage will be successful", and felt deeply that the words were true.

With a sigh, he picked up the letter he had recently received.

The letter was sent by Smith, asking him to meet at a certain place to discuss the acquisition of Yimingfang in detail.

Xia Jinting was startled, thinking that Gu Que had really agreed to the acquisition, so he hurriedly called to verify.

After being tortured by Gu Que to talk all kinds of sweet words, he managed to get some news.

"Don't worry." Gu Que said two words.

Xia Jinting knew that since Gu Que said this, he must have made complete preparations.

He settled down and concentrated on preparing for his meeting with Smith.

At the same time, Tan Min took the ticket that Gu Que bought, and repeatedly confirmed with Gu Que: "Brother Que, eat at the restaurant next to the station before departure tomorrow, so don't be late."

Gu Que: "It depends on your mood."

Tan Min: "How can I do that!"

Gu Que: "Why not?"

Tan Min: "People are iron, food is steel, of course we have to eat."

Gu Que: "You can eat, I bring my own dry food."

Tan Min was so anxious that his lips bubbled: "No, it's okay, I'll treat you to dinner, and thank Brother Que for taking care of me these days."

Seeing Tan Min's resolute attitude, Gu Que chuckled lightly, noncommittal.

The next day, Xia Jinting came to the meeting place with Smith according to what was said in the letter.

It was a restaurant near the train station, the hall was bustling with people, but the private seats inside were relatively clean.

As soon as Xia Jinting entered, he saw Smith with green eyes.

Behind him stood Tan Min in a suit and leather shoes.

Xia Jinting finally revealed his true body, but his face was full of shock: "Tan Min? You...why are you here?"

"Mr. Xia, long time no see." Tan Min smiled triumphantly, "Let me introduce to you, this is my boss, Mr. Smith from Xiute Group."

How thick-skinned!

Xia Jinting's complexion changed: "I understand, you are the ghost! You were the one who leaked the blueprints to Xiu Te, and you are stealing!"

Tan Min: "So what, if you want to blame, I can only blame you for being too stupid, but no one suspects me, especially you, who asked to resign and push me to the position of design director."

"Tan Min!" Smith snorted, "Don't bring up the past again. From now on, you are colleagues and need to live in harmony."

Tan Min just shut up.

Xia Jinting glanced over Smith and Tan Min, seeing Tan Min's complacent face, he probably didn't know that Smith had already agreed to Xia Jinting's position as manager.

The three of them had their own thoughts and were relatively silent.

Time passed minute by minute, and it had been a long time since the appointed time, but Gu Que never showed up.

Neither Smith nor Tan Min looked very good-looking, only Xia Jinting was drinking tea leisurely.

After waiting for a while, Gu Que still didn't come.

Tan Min looked at Smith's increasingly ugly face, and said in a low voice, "Isn't Gu Que... a temporary change of mind?"

It really took a lot of effort for Tan Min to ask Gu Que out.

Gu Que's whereabouts are erratic, and he often doesn't see anyone in the company, let alone ask him out for dinner.

This time, it was Tan Min who used his mother as an excuse to lure him out.

If the appointment fails once, Gu Que will be wary later, and he will not accept the appointment even more.

Fortunately, after a while, Gu Que walked into the restaurant.

Tan Min saw it at a glance, and waved at Gu Que exaggeratedly: "Brother Que, here!"

The gazes of Gu Que and Xia Jinting met, both of them had serious faces, as if they were not happy to see each other.

When he saw Smith, Gu Que's face became even more terribly gloomy.

Gu Que looked at Tan Min: "This is what you said, thank me, treat me to dinner?"

Tan Min hurriedly stood up, and persuaded in a warm voice: "Brother Que, I am also doing it for the good of Yimingfang. The Xiute Group is huge. After Yimingfang is acquired, you can reap a lot of money and concentrate on doing other things." industry."

Gu Que sneered: "Tan Min, the most important thing I need is money."

Tan Min: "Brother Que, I know you are not short of money, but..."

Before Tan Min finished speaking, he was interrupted by Gu Que: "Don't think that everyone is selling shops like you for glory!"

Tan Min's face was as pale as paper in an instant.

At this time, Smith, who had been silent all this time, said, "Mr. Gu, drink tea and calm down."

Gu Que: "No need, just speak up if you have something to say."

Smith: "As for the acquisition of Yimingfang, Xiute can offer a very generous price. I hope Mr. Gu will consider it carefully."

Gu Que glared at Tan Min: "I said some things earlier, but some people don't understand people's language. I don't accept anyone buying Yimingfang."

Smith: "Mr. Gu can put forward any conditions, and we can consider them."

Gu Que: "No conditions, Yimingfang is the mother's painstaking efforts, not for sale."

Smith: "In that case, I would like to ask Mr. Gu to look at this."

Smith ordered his assistant to fetch two documents.

One is the photocopied picture of the album, and the other is the new jacket launched by Yimingfang.

The design in the two documents is exactly the same.

Smith: "The one on the left is the inside page of the design portfolio published by the Apparel Industry Chamber of Commerce, and the one on the right is the new jacket of Yimingfang. The collection was published first, and the new product of Yimingfang was launched later. This is plagiarism."

Gu Que didn't look at the two pictures, and said bluntly, "What do you want?"

Smith: "If Mr. Gu does not agree to our request, we will immediately contact the original author of this design draft and assist the original author to hold Yimingfang accountable."

Smith didn't say the rest.

If things really get serious, the reputation of Yimingfang will definitely be damaged, and it will even be associated with plagiarism for a long time. For a local original brand, the blow is fatal.

There was no trace of tension on Gu Que's face, he asked very calmly: "Is there any more?"

Smith: "What?"

Gu Que: "I'm asking if you have any other tricks? Show them all."

Smith's Chinese level is really average, and he looked at the assistant a little blankly.

The assistant shook his head at him.

Gu Que said formally: "Mr. Smith, I advise you to check the details of the original author before making threats next time."

Smith didn't know why.

Gu Que directly threw him a heavy portfolio.

Smith looked more and more wrong, until he saw a familiar design from a pile of manuscripts.

Smith: "This...how do you have the manuscript of this jacket design?!" Smith hurriedly flipped through the signature of the design—Mr. T.

He suddenly understood, and pointed at Gu Que with rounded eyes: "You are Mr. T."

Tan Min froze in place.

Smith gave him the design of the jacket that day, and he copied it, and then showed it to Gu Que for review.

If Gu Que was the original author of this jacket design, why didn't he expose himself, and why did he let the new product go into production.

Tan Min didn't dare to think deeply, he felt that he had fallen into a trap.

Gu Que laughed and said, "What you call plagiarism means that Tan Min copied my work?"

Tan Min's head exploded with a coax.

Gu Que: "I've known about this for a long time, but it's nonsense for you to say that Yimingfang plagiarized. Am I not a member of Yimingfang? My design can't be put into production?"

Smith and Tan Min were left speechless by the question.

They never thought that Mr. T was Gu Que.

Gu Que is right, Tan Min did plagiarize, but what he copied was Gu Que's work, so the fault is all on Tan Min.

As for Yimingfang, it is safe and sound.

Xia Jinting heaved a sigh of relief, just now he had been worried about how Gu Que would deal with it, but he didn't expect things to turn around and Gu Que suddenly took advantage of the situation.

When Gu Que said this, Xia Jinting remembered.

When he first entered Yimingfang, he saw Gu Que's work while looking at the previous design drawings.

At that time, he also asked who Mr. T was, and it was indeed Gu Que's code name.