Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 53 Plagiarism
Settlement villa.

Ye Cuiwan and An Bangguo were sitting in the living room having breakfast when they heard their daughter coming downstairs humming a little tune early in the morning.

Angel today wore Chanel's latest pinch-waist dress, which was tailored to outline her beautiful figure. She had decent and delicate makeup on her face and was carrying a LV limited edition bag.

"Mom, dad, morning!" An Qi greeted the two of them.

Ye Cuiwan nodded and smiled and waved: "Come here, auntie made your favorite wontons."

An Qi shook her head: "No, Mom, I have something urgent to do. I have to go to the company first." After that, she was ready to leave.

"Wait a minute." Ye Cuiwan walked over and helped her straighten her hair, her eyes filled with admiration.

This daughter is the most similar to her, and it is also Ye Cuiwan's proud work.

"Are the results of the preliminary trial coming out today?" Ye Cuiwan asked with concern.

Although my daughter is determined to win this competition, she doesn't know why, but she is always a little uneasy.

An Qi brushed her hair and her face was full of energy.

In the past few days, everyone in the design department has been praising her, praising and envying her, and her ambition has been aroused like never before.

"Yes, the preliminary results will be available today." There was a hint of pride in An Qi's eyes.

She will surely amaze everyone!
Seeing that her daughter was so confident, Ye Cuiwan couldn't say anything more. She could only pray secretly, hoping that she was overthinking.

After arriving at the company and just sitting down, An Qi received a notification from Li Qiao in her mailbox:

Invite all colleagues in the design department to have a meeting in the large conference room.

Everyone wants to go?

An Qi felt a little strange.

What big thing happened?

Could it be that the results of her preliminary trial have come out?

An Qi felt happy.

Although she dislikes An Yan, she is the nominal director after all.

An Qi didn't want to be criticized at this point, so she followed everyone to the conference room.

An Yan hasn't arrived yet, and the first seat is still vacant.

An Qi glanced at that position with some jealousy, but quickly lowered her eyes to hide it.

That position belongs to her sooner or later!
After everyone sat down in twos and threes, An Yan walked into the office.

She was wearing a white professional suit, with light makeup on her face. Her long, beautiful black hair was pulled up behind her head, revealing her long and fair neck. She exuded a heroic demeanor.

An Qi looked at An Yan jealously.

Why is this woman so beautiful even with light makeup?

An Yan held a document in her hand and placed it gently on the table. Her eyes seemed to glance at An Yan unintentionally.

When An Qi saw An Yan looking over, she subconsciously crossed her chest with her hands. There was a hint of sarcasm and disdain in her eyes, as she always had her eyes higher than her head.

An Yan looked away, her face was pale and her emotions could not be seen.

"Today's meeting is to ask everyone, what is the most important principle we need to abide by when we are engaged in design work?" An Yan's voice was very calm, but it gave everyone present a faint sense of oppression.

Someone below whispered to the person next to him: "What is the principle? Technique? Or creativity?
The sound was not loud, but many people heard it.

As a designer, of course they have their own ideas and principles in mind.

But An Yan suddenly mentioned this at this time, and something was obviously wrong.

Many people are excited. They haven't forgotten the last time the director used Wang Ming to kill a chicken to scare monkeys to establish his prestige!
Naturally, I am a little scared now.

An Yan obviously heard these whispers, and she smiled slightly: "As a qualified designer, the first priority is to ensure that your work must be original." As soon as this sentence came out, the entire audience fell silent. .

Original?
Of course, everyone knows that every work is the work of painstaking efforts, and ensuring originality is a basic requirement for engaging in design work.

As a designer, the thing I hate the most is having my hard work copied.

But why did An Yan suddenly make this request?

Is it...

Everyone looked at the table in front of them tacitly, not daring to say anything.

An Qi's eyebrows jumped suddenly after hearing this.

She pinched her palms hard with her nails to keep her expression unchanged.

What does An Yan mean by this sentence, and why does she feel that it is directed at herself?
A little uneasiness appeared on her face, but she didn't know what she thought of, and then she calmed down.

"The designer competition that just ended its preliminary review was attended by many colleagues from our design department. Just an hour ago, I received news from the organizing committee that the work submitted by a designer from Zhanyi was rejected. Confirmed as plagiarism."

An Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, her voice was calm and steady, but her eyes were fixed on An Qi's body.

Many designers followed An Yan's gaze and made some guesses in their minds.

It wasn't that An Qi didn't notice An Yan's gaze. She was secretly resentful in her heart. She wanted to stand up and get angry, but then she thought that if she really did this, it would make her look guilty.

It's better to be calm.

Thinking of this, she responded openly and tilted her head slightly, with some confusion and confusion on her face.

Seeing An Qi being so calm, the others were a little unsure. Which song was this song about?
An Yan was not affected at all. Her eyes fell gently on An Qi and asked, "Designer An, don't you have anything to say?"

An Qi was suddenly called by name, her heart skipped a beat, and she was confused.

What went wrong?
She did not directly use the pattern on the manuscript paper she found, but later made careful modifications, not believing that anyone could see it.

If An Yan said this, could it be that she was deceiving her?

No, she must hold firm and not let this bitch succeed.

An Qi gritted her teeth to hold back the fear and smiled contemptuously: "What do you want me to say? Does plagiarism have anything to do with me? Or is it that Director An has long disliked me and plans to accuse me of any crime?"

As soon as she said this, everyone was in an uproar.

They had eaten enough of Zhan Mochen, An Yan, and An Qi some time ago.

Everyone was guessing who would be Zhan Yi's boss lady. Later, the news of Zhan Mochen's proposal to An Qi became a hot topic. They also thought that An Yan was defeated by An Qi.

Now, could An Yan be jealous of An Qi and want to accuse An Qi of plagiarism? This is not impossible!
An Yan sneered in her heart.

She really underestimated how shameless An Qi was.

Seeing An Yan not saying anything, An Qi became even more proud.

She stood up with her hands folded across her chest, confronted An Yan, and said arrogantly: "Director An, this is Zhanyi, and it's not a place where you can have the final say. If anything goes wrong, I'm afraid you won't even know how you left."

Everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

An Qi was full of momentum and looked like a boss lady. Seeing this, she wanted to drive Director An away.

They can't be bothered.

"You mean, plagiarism has nothing to do with you?" An Yan stared at An Qi and asked.

An Qi sneered in response: "Of course it has nothing to do with me!"

"An Qi, in view of your plagiarism and unrepentant attitude, I'm afraid Zhanyi can't keep you." An Yan finished word by word, her voice cold.

(End of this chapter)