Girl Forced to Marry Her Sister's Husband: The President's Private Treasure

However, he really couldn't believe that this woman gave up so easily.

For some reason, he felt a little unhappy in his heart.

--how?

He also wanted to take a good look at her counterattack, and she just surrendered automatically?

——It’s really boring...

So, Huo Ziming coughed: "Hey, you really copied that advertisement, right? Looking at you like this, don't you just pretend to be yourself?"

Jasmine slowly stopped in her tracks. Originally, she wanted to leave just like that, because there was no point in staying here any longer.

But the coldness and contempt in Huo Ziming's words aroused a certain fighting spirit in her.

No, it can't be called fighting spirit, it can only be called a mechanical counterattack.

She looked at Huo Ziming indifferently, and said quietly: "Mr. Huo, if I said that I didn't copy her idea, I don't think you would believe it.

So it's meaningless for me to stay here, I'm going back, thank you for showing me so much, I can't thank you enough! "

After finishing speaking, she bowed slightly, as if she was about to leave.

"Stop!" Huo Ziming stood up, and said coldly, "You said you didn't copy her, then the ideas of your two advertisements are so similar, but the endings are different, then..."

He deliberately elongated his voice, with a contemptuous tone: "You mean, did she copy you? It's far away in City A, half a world away, and the advertising designer of that dessert company will be far away. Knowing your design in London and copying it, you mean to say that, don't you?"

"No!" Jasmine licked her lips and said slowly, "This design of mine only started three months ago! You said that the ad in City A started broadcasting half a year ago, so it's impossible for her to copy it." mine!"

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"Then, what is this?" Huo Ziming thought this explanation was very funny, and he smiled coldly. The smile was as sharp as a knife's edge, which made his handsome face suffused with a murderous look.

He looks like his father when he smiles like this.

Back then, Huo Sheng had such decisive spirit that swept thousands of women in City A.

"Then what you mean is that although you two designers are separated by half a world, you have the same heart, dreamed at the same time, dreamed of this romantic and charming affair of a young girl, right? And you dreamed with the same details, What makes cakes, even the types of cakes are the same, what they say, and what they do, they are all so similar! There is really a telepathy in this world, I know it!" Huo Ziming's smile became more and more mocking: "I think, if I really know who designed this advertisement in City A, I really want to introduce the two of you!"

Although what he said was a joke, Jasmine smiled coldly and said, "Okay, if I have this opportunity, I would really like to know this designer too!"

Huo Ziming sneered: "You really have the cheek!"

"I've always been very cheeky!" Jasmine stared bravely at Huo Ziming, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Huo, I want to ask you a question!"

"Tell me if you have any questions!" Huo Ziming raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's about an hour away."

"I just want to ask, aside from the idea that you think this ad is plagiarized, are you satisfied with the plot of this ad itself?"