Song Ye's white moonlight stand-in, I'm not right

Chapter 2 You are not good
Qi Yue didn't know that Yu Xi had brought her back to her home, and she was sleeping soundly, when Yu Xi's sharp voice rang in her ears: "Qi Yue get up quickly, your Song Yan went crazy again last night!"

Qi Yue opened his eyes in a daze, looked at the person lying on the quilt, and said, "What happened to him? Why are you at my house?"

Yuxi: "...No, this is my house. You drank too much yesterday, so I brought you home. It's not important. The important thing is that Song Yan went crazy yesterday. He beat the young master of the He family into the house. In the ICU."

Qi Yue thought about who the young master of the He family was, but she couldn't figure it out, then thought about the ICU again, and sat up suddenly: "What?"

Yu Xi said with a bitter face: "I only heard what my brother said this morning. Do you think he is weird? He has already gone back to each house to find his own mother. He didn't sleep in the middle of the night and went to He's house to beat him up. After entering the ICU, the news has spread, what do you think will happen to his stardom in the future?"

Listening to Yu Xi's baba, Qi Yue quickly sorted out the information, uncovered the quilt and got out of bed, and said: "Beat it as soon as it is hit, and the way is up to him. Besides, there is a public relations in the company, and I will help him solve it. Now, I I have to go back, otherwise I should be the next one to enter the ICU."

Qi Yue stepped on her shoes while putting on her coat, in a hurry.

Yu Xi said a little worriedly: "Let me go back with you."

Qi Yue shook her head: "What's the use of you going, he won't believe it, you'd better just stay here and I'll call you."

Yuxi: "Okay, if you don't call me within half an hour, I will rescue you."

Qi Yue smiled and walked out of the room.

The driver of Yu's family took her home, Qi Yue opened the car door and went straight to the villa, opened the door, only to see a few servants tidying up the room.

"Where's the young master?" She asked immediately.

One of the younger maids answered her: "The young master didn't come back after he left last night."

Qi Yue breathed a sigh of relief, at least she passed today's test.

Song Yan sent someone to the hospital for no reason, and the public relations of the entertainment company and the Song family were definitely on his side unconditionally. As for the results of the public relations, it was in Song Yan's favor anyway.

Sure enough, that afternoon, the Song family issued a statement, saying that the reason why Song Yan hit the young master of the He family was because the young master of the He family was disrespectful to women and insulted women.

The entertainment company also gave a similar explanation. Not only did Song Yan's reputation be preserved, but he also gained more fans from passers-by.

"Director, Director?" While Qi Yue was watching this trending search, someone came and knocked on her desk.

Qi Yue looked up at her assistant, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"You sign this document."

Qi Yue took the document and glanced at it hastily, before writing her name on it.

The assistant took the document away, and said again: "Director Qi, the new spring clothes will be on the market soon, and the samples are already being urged, when shall we shoot?"

Qi Yue turned off her phone, glanced at the calendar, and said, "Soon, let the marketing department do a survey, I need samples of spring clothes from major brands recently.

Also, tell the advertising department to ask them to set up a stage as soon as possible, invite models and get photographers in place. I need the initial form of samples this week. "

"Huh? This week, will it be too fast?" the assistant asked.

"Today is Monday, and there are still five days before the end of this week's working day. It is not fast to produce the initial form of a sample in five days. Well, go down and inform them, and don't waste time if you think it is soon."

The assistant left angrily.

The design of the new spring clothing has just been completed, and the first batch has just been made at the warehouse. If it sells well, it can be produced on an assembly line.

She flipped through the photos taken from the warehouse, and found that the style of clothing was pretty good, and once it went on sale, it would be a new style that would attract young girls.

The assistant was very efficient, and several other big brands' spring clothing samples had already been sent to her.

Qi Yue flipped through a thick stack of A4 paper, and the color printed pictures were all kinds of beautiful clothes. Qi Yue flipped through the pages one by one, and suddenly frowned halfway through the pages.

She turned a few pages in a row, her brows furrowed.

She picked up the internal phone to call her boss, and the first sentence was: "The spring clothes may have been plagiarized, or they may have been plagiarized."

As soon as she said this, Mr. Chen also became nervous: "You mean that our newly designed spring clothes collided with other brands?"

Qi Yue hummed in affirmation, and said: "I just looked at the samples of spring clothes of other brands, and there is a company whose spring clothes are exactly the same as the batch we are about to launch."

"Which one?"

"IM."

"You come to my office with the samples."

Qi Yue complied, and randomly picked up the samples sent by the assistant and the photos taken at the warehouse and went straight to the president's office.

Chen Weijun looked at the photo sent by Qi Yue, and after comparing it, his face was not very good-looking.

"Is the advertising department shooting samples?" he asked.

Qi Yue: "I have already notified you, it should be too late to call to stop it now."

"Okay, tell them over there, let them stop quickly, and don't lose more."

Qi Yue called the assistant and asked her to stop the work of the advertising department urgently.

Chen Weijun: "Who is the designer this time?"

Qi Yue thought for a while, and said, "It's the working group, the group that Lancome is in charge of."

Chen Weijun: "Inform them that the meeting will take place in 10 minutes."

If the designer's work collides, it simply means referring to other people's work. If it is serious, it is plagiarism, and plagiarism is a crime.

Fortunately, their batch of clothing has not yet officially started listing.

When everyone was called together, the atmosphere in the conference room was tense, and no one dared to speak.

"Do you all know that the design crashed?" Chen Weijun turned on the projector, 29!Projecting the two works that collided on the screen, everyone exclaimed, it cannot be said that they are not the same, they are exactly the same.

"Design team, I need an explanation from you."

Lancome looked at the pictures on the screen with a pale face, and said, "Mr. Chen, Director Qi, we absolutely did not plagiarize."

Qi Yue said: "Let's discuss a solution. As for whether there is plagiarism, I suggest Mr. Chen that you should check it out. One-sided opinions can't decide anything."

Lancome suddenly got wet, and said emotionally: "Director Qi, what do you mean, do you think our group has plagiarized? Director, don't blame me for speaking badly. When we first drafted the design, you were the first person to contact me. You let us continue to revise, which directly led to the delay of the release of the last new model.

I would like to ask why you did this, but now you are calling "stop the thief", Director Qi, your methods are really LOW. "

Qi Yue stared straight at her: "So what you mean now is that I leaked your design draft?"

Lancome dodged her eyes for a moment: "Who doesn't know that you have a good relationship with Mr. Xiao Yu from IM."

"Okay, Qi Yue, tell the second design team to hurry up and design a new plan. As for the rest of the people, please wait at home first. I want to see if there is a mole in the company or someone really plagiarized someone else's work. .” When Chen Weijun said this, he glanced at Lancome.

Qi Yue stood still, staring at Lancome with wide almond eyes, and said: "Since you said that I was in contact with the first draft, but your final draft is exactly the same as others, why is that? Could it be that the two designers have the same Brain? Or does the other party know what you are thinking?"

Fearing that before the truth was found out, there would be internal strife in the company again. Chen Weijun raised his hand and asked the design team to go out first. Qi Yue said: "It's the time when the storm is on the cusp, so you should not say a few words. You also go home and wait." Investigation, this is also related to you, otherwise people will say that I am partial."

Qi Yue tore off the work badge and put it on the table, saying, "Mr. Chen, I'm waiting for you to give me an explanation."

When she came out of the company, the sky was sunny, but Qi Yue felt a little cold.

Lancome brought disaster to her, Chen Weijun didn't give her a chance to argue for himself, but stopped the topic immediately, causing doubts in the hearts of everyone present.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, sooner or later they will take root.

I have worked hard for the company for three years, and now I start to doubt her, have I made up my mind on her?

Standing on a sunny day, Qi Yue felt a little chilled.

Qi Yue took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Yuxi, but Song Yan's call came in at this moment.

She swiped to answer and said, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Song Yan didn't seem to have recovered from yesterday's anger, and his voice was very cold: "Go home!"

He just said these two words and hung up the phone. Qi Yue stood there for a while, then took a taxi home helplessly.

Didn't Song Yan leave? Why did he come back?

At this moment, Song Yan was sitting on the terrace smoking a cigarette, the slowly rising smoke made his face flicker, but those bright and glowing eyes seemed to be accumulating something, and if he didn't pay attention, he would break through the bondage Let it out.

When Qi Yue entered the villa, there was no sound in the whole house, it was eerily quiet.

The servant didn't know where to hide, and Song Yan was not in the living room either.

She went upstairs, opened the door of the room, and looked up to see Song Yan sitting on the terrace with his back to her, with smoke slowly rising from his head.

Song Yan was smoking, Qie Ke clenched his fists, comforting himself, it's okay, Song Yan is not a very violent person, and he would not do anything to her when he was angry.

Qi Yue struggled for a while, let go of her fist and walked forward, calling softly: "Sir."

Song Yan knew she had come in when she pushed the door, but turned around in satisfaction after she called Mr., looked at her, and said, "You still know how to come back? You had a good night last night, right?"

Qi Yue knew that he had endured to the extreme now, and did not dare to speak out to provoke him, so she said softly: "Sir, I went to find Yuxi last night, drank and slept directly at her house."

Knowing that he doesn't believe it, the explanation cannot be omitted.

Song Yan stood up and walked towards Qi Yue step by step, his dark eyes locked on her face, not believing her answer.

Qi Yue couldn't bear to see this face approaching her with such suspicion and tyranny, she lowered her head slightly, and told herself that the person in front of her was Song Yan, but she had a similar face to that person.

Song Yan approached Qi Yue, grabbed her shoulder with one hand, and clamped her chin with the other hand, forcing her to raise her head: "Qi Yue, you are too bold, you are too bad-behaved, you let me down very much."

Hearing Song Yan's voice, Qi Yue felt scared for no reason, perhaps because she was afraid that she would be misbehaving, and Song Yan would not want her anymore.

It's a pity to leave Song Yan like this.

(End of this chapter)