18: Chapter 18 Talking about Strength

Chapter 18 Talking about Strength

"Hey, Xiao Bei, you don't know. President Gao went to look for Miss Su and hoped that she could help us through this difficult situation, but she was rejected by Miss Su. Later, I did n' t know what to do, but I sent a few more design drafts to Mr. James. They weren't satisfied with it. Later, we had no choice but to send your draft to him. I did n' t expect Mr. James to be interested in it at a glance. Because of this, Miss Su would identify that your design drafts were copied." 1

This was truly unbelievable. Su An was really so unmeasurable?

"It's too late. Hurry..." I still have to see Mr. James in the afternoon. President Gao I must want to take you there to personally introduce your ideas and ideas to the designers from the United States." Zhen Cheng thought of the arrangements for the afternoon and quickly asked Sister Yuan Yuan to help me prepare.

I was dumbfounded. Introducing my design in front of those people? I had never thought that the things I randomly scribbled would become a real brick and stone sample.

"I... "I don't know how to introduce you?" I was nervous when he said that.

Sister Yuan Yuan pushed me over to prepare. She even exaggeratedly asked me to change into a little dress.

"Don't worry. Just follow your own thoughts. The more casual you are, the better. Just tell me what your thoughts were when you designed them."

After being stirred up by them, Zhen Cheng brought me to see Gao Yinan. Standing in front of Gao Yinan office, my heart was filled with anxiety as I held my notebook tightly in my hand.

I can't even look at my cowardice. Back then, I dared to pester him and not let him go to bed. Now, I did n' t even have the guts to see him.

"President Gao, we're ready to leave." Zhen Cheng said. He glanced at me and nodded gently." Don't worry. I' ll go with you. Don't worry. If you have any professional questions, I' ll answer them for you. All you need to do is introduce your design ideas."

When he said that, he gave me a reassurance and I nodded.

Gao Yinan came out, I looked a little stunned, but I didn't say anything as I walked forward. I followed behind.

When they arrived at the booked hotel, the designers from the American company sat there and Gao Yinan greeted them in English.

My English was average, but I only knew the basic spoken language. It was as if I was unfamiliar with the technical terms in the design.

I was covered in cold sweat and followed behind them mechanically, not listening to what they were talking about.

"Miss Luo, are those designs really all designed by you?" Mr. Smith asked me.

It was obvious that James was quite surprised when he learned that the design was written by him. He didn't expect a girl like me to be able to design such a beautiful design.

Gao Yinan glanced at me and I snapped back to my senses. I quickly nodded.

"Yes, I did design those scripts."

The designers sitting there began to whisper to each other.

"It's said that all your designs were copied. What can you say about this Miss Luo?" Do you know Su An Miss Su? "She brought out evidence to prove that you copied the works of several famous designers. You brought these copied things to sign a contract with us. Is this your ZK style?"

Gao Yinan's face darkened and he stood up. The aura he gave off made the atmosphere much more serious.

"I'm sorry. Before there's any conclusive evidence that Miss Luo's work was copied, please pay attention to your words."

Gao Yinan opened my mouth to speak for me, my entire body tightened, as if there was a special power surging up.

Gao Yinan walked up to me and nodded firmly." It's fine. Just do as you think."

I loosened my grip on the notebook and nodded. I walked to the first row and handed it over.

"I'm sorry. Because it's hand-painted, there's only one copy. I' ll have to trouble you guys to read it." I walked back.

They looked at me for no reason. Why did they come over with a notebook? If it was a professional hand-drawn manuscript, it was too casual.

When they opened them and looked at the sketches, their brows furrowed.

"President Gao, are you trying to convince us that you didn't copy?" One of them asked unhappily.

"You might think that these scripts are children's graffiti. They are n' t design scripts at all, but I've spent all my efforts to draw them. To be honest, I' m not a professional designer, and I've never studied design before. I' ve never thought that they'd become the design scripts of the company. However, the company is facing difficulties, so I should show that we ca n' t give up even if hope, we can't give up. The graffiti you' ve seen is the prototype of the design scripts you've seen before. Minister Zhen, could you please show it?" I turned to look at Zhen Cheng and asked.

Zhen Cheng carried the computer and walked forward. The projector started to demonstrate how to convert my design into electronic.

"The design drafts on my notebook were revised and adjusted by the design department's comrades. I do n' t understand many of the professional knowledge at all. They are more professional than me, so they were able to produce the exquisite works you've seen. All of this is because of them."

As the demonstration on the projector gradually began to change, the completed sample drawings truly shocked everyone present. They were indeed surprised that they could change such a beautiful design by randomly selecting a sample.

"This is so beautiful. I've never seen such a beautiful design before." Mr. James sighed.

"But, Miss Luo, what you said isn't enough to prove that you did n' t plagiarize. Look at these pictures. These are the works of a French designer and William. Your design is similar to his."

Zhen Cheng frowned. William work was indeed perfect, but this picture was clearly processed.

"Sir, are you sure that the picture you are holding is Mr. William's work? "If I remember correctly, Mr. William's work is called Yongheng. Back then, his idea was that love could be passed down, so his work must have a hollowed out love at the bottom." Everyone began to hesitate.

I held my breath and stared at Gao Yinan face. He walked in front of everyone. Mr. James's expression was likely to believe me. He also tried to convince his companions that my design was not plagiarism.

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