Chapter 11 Plagiarism
Ye Anyi was afraid that the customers would not be able to wait for her, so she went to the door a quarter of an hour early to greet her cheerfully.

At the door, I feel back to the time when I first came - a desolation.

Just as he was wondering why there was no one there, Wangfu ran in from the door panting.

Bending over and panting, he said, "No...it's not good!"

"What's the matter? It's not good when there's a funeral!" After speaking, she sat down, picked up the tea beside her, and took a sip.

"No...it's not!" Wangfu shook his head, "It's the new product of No. [-] Dafang and ours today, it's exactly the same!"

When Ye Anyi heard it, water gushed out of his mouth like a fountain.

Immediately wiped his mouth with his sleeve, questioning: "Say it again, did I hear correctly?"

This is unbelievable, even if the design ability of modern time travel is not as good as hers, it is impossible to come out exactly the same.

"Hey! Girl, go and see!" Wangfu and the shopkeeper were extremely flustered, with nowhere to put their hands and feet.

"Go and see!"

After waving his sleeves, he stood up and went out the door.

Both inside and outside the first spinner were crowded with people, and the noise and sweat smelled all the time.

Ye Anyi sneaked into the crowd and squeezed to the front, looking at the light green shortened Hanfu hanging at the door.

Isn't this the new set of Hanfu that I am going to launch?

Where did they get the manuscript?

Sneaked into the store at random, and everyone was scrambling for the suit.

She pulled the staff aside and pointed to the suit: "Who drew your suit?"

The staff on the side looked at him pretending all his life, and smiled like a licking dog: "Yes, our Miss Yang here!"

"Miss Yang?"

Who is Miss Yang?Where did it come from again?
"That's right!" The staff expressed their shock. Qian didn't even know who Ms. Yang was. "That's the one, Yang Shangshu's daughter! Yang Tian came all the way from the capital to escape the summer heat!"

"Oh! Thank you!"

Miss Qianjin in her boudoir, how could there be my manuscript?

Wangfu squeezed in, saw Ye Anyi at a glance, and went to her: "Miss Ye, why are you here? Come with me! If someone finds out, we will definitely be kicked out!"

Wangfu tugged at Ye Anyi, but didn't move at all: "Ancestor! Why don't you leave?"

She was stunned for 2 seconds, then realized, she turned around and asked Wangfu, "Where do you put the latest draft of my drawing?"

"It's been put in the store! But it was gone when I got up in the morning, only the back is left! The design draft on the front is gone!"

Wangfu was extremely anxious, he didn't understand how such a big thing happened, how could the woman in front of him be so calm.

There are many such things in modern times, but there are usually surveillance recordings or something, so how to deal with them in this ancient times.

My mind is spinning rapidly, and I am biting my nails, feeling the most secure.

Suddenly a sentence flashed in her mind: only the back is left!
correct!

I pulled Wangfu aside: "Do you still remember what the manuscript looked like?"

Wangfu nodded vigorously.

"Remember what I said next! Now you go back and draw the clothes, just like you usually do in front of you, draw them with charcoal!" Ye Anyi put all his hopes on him with a serious face. .

Wangfu panicked, afraid that he would not be able to do it.

Ye Anyi saw his panic, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him: "You must believe in yourself! Everything we spin is on you!"

This is the first time Wangfu has given such a heavy burden, and he nodded: "I will try my best!"

Ye Anyi nodded and watched him go out.

At this time, the shopkeeper has been paying attention to the two of them from just now.

"Shopkeeper, isn't this the little broken spinner's spinner? I heard that she drew the costumes!"

After this reminder, she came out from the counter, quietly stood beside her, looked up at the top and shouted loudly: "Oh! What day is it today? You actually provoked Xiao Pofang's embroiderer!"

Ye Anyi sensed a sense of hostility, frowned slightly, and turned around to stare at the shopkeeper!

This air pressure made everyone around feel that it was winter now.

The shopkeeper also took a few steps back in fright, and said in a panic, "What's the matter? Can't you hit someone? You need to report to the police!"

Ye Anyi suddenly changed his attitude, smiling like a tiger: "Yo! Shopkeeper, why is your new product here [-]% similar to our new product today?"

Although she was smiling, the shopkeeper felt that the shadow behind her was a ferocious tiger, and they were like the tiger's prey.

What is [-]%?Obviously they are exactly the same, so what if they are exposed?Behind us is Miss Yang!

The shopkeeper was full of breath, and immediately stood up straight from the bent position just now, stroked his beard, squinted his eyes and said, "What's [-]%? Is it possible that my number one master stole the clothes of a mere little one of yours?" ,ridiculous!"

The people around laughed at Ye Anyi after hearing this.

Ye Anyi pressed the itchy fist in his hand, forced a smile: "You're joking!"

He brushed his hair up again, and walked up and down in front of the shopkeeper, dangling back and forth.

"Of course people wouldn't believe this if it was normal!" He stopped here and turned to the shopkeeper, "But! Just take the new product we launched last time, the sales reached more than 1000 pieces!"

He approached him with low pressure: "I'm afraid that you all bought the highest number of pieces of the same item, but none of them. Let's sell the highest half of the same item, right?"

So did the people around, let's talk about the shopkeeper again.

"Isn't it?"

"What you said is well-founded, I doubt it!"

"Yes, that's right! Because the clothes here are expensive and not so pretty!"

The twittering below is completely against the wind, aunt, the shopkeeper's expectation.

He took a few steps back in panic.

"This this."

Leaving aside the excellent verbal skills, and the chattering underneath, I don't know how to refute it.

The bead turned around and held its head high again, not knowing where the courage came from.

"Ours! But, Miss Yang, Yang Shangshu's daughter-in-law! It's a joke! How can a woman from an official family copy you, a commoner!"

The people below were half-believing, and while everyone was idle, the shopkeeper immediately grabbed the staff at the side and whispered, "Go and call Miss Yang!"

Look at the piece below, and push the boat along the way.

"Everyone knows that Yang Shangshu in the capital is a man of character. This is not the time when the eldest lady comes here to escape the summer and enjoy the lives of the common people by the way!"

Now everyone is completely dubious, Ye Anyi looked at the scene below and felt that something was wrong.

"Then if you have the guts, take out the costumes you drew!"

"This..." The shopkeeper stroked his beard guiltily.

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