Grandpa Fu's palm

Chapter 331 Tell the reason
The two old people exchanged pleasantries for a while, and they saw that the old man surnamed Fang had a strong background and background.

Just when everyone was slandering each other, the old man surnamed Fang turned his head and looked at the work again: "Why did this work suddenly appear here?"

"You mean, there is really something wrong with this work?"

The gray-haired fashion president asked the questions in everyone's mind.

"Although I'm old and sometimes my memory is not good, but I can't even remember this work wrong."

The old man surnamed Fang shook his head: "This is plagiarism, but I didn't expect that after more than 20 years, I could see the finished product of this work. Is this work made by his descendants?"

"No."

Faced with the concerned question of the old man surnamed Fang, the fashion president just shook his head regretfully: "When I saw this work, I was not too sure, so I adopted the method of asking everyone to vote, and wanted everyone to vote for it. Take a look to see if anyone has noticed the clues, unexpectedly, your old buddy finally saw through."

"Everyone, this work was made by an old friend of mine more than 20 years ago."

Facing the curious and doubtful eyes of everyone, the old man surnamed Fang explained at this time: "At that time, I was still working at the headquarters of the fashion group, and I was an exclusive custom designer for high-end jewelry under Nair. I wanted this work to be designed by me as a birthday present for his granddaughter, but his granddaughter was still young at that time, so he didn’t urge me, and I wanted to show this work well, because At that time, there was no inspiration, nor did I find jewelry and color matching suitable for a girl of that age, so it has been delayed.”

"He is a very good friend of mine. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is a life-and-death friend. Therefore, whenever I have time, I will stare at this work. So when I entered the door and saw this work, I felt very happy. familiar."

"I want to meet the person who designed this piece."

The white-haired old man surnamed Fang said, looking into the crowd.

For some unknown reason, Zheng Siman was a little timid at this time. He didn't expect this work to have such a background, so he couldn't handle the plagiarism.

But following the eyes of the old man, all the people could not help but retreat to the side.

"It's you?" Without the obstruction of the crowd, the old man looked at Zheng Siman.

"Yes."

Zheng Siman gritted his teeth and responded.

"How did you get this work?"

What Zheng Siman didn't expect was that the old man didn't ask her why she had such a design idea, why it was similar to the works she often saw.

Instead, I directly asked myself why I got such a work.

It seems that she has already determined that she is plagiarizing, and she doesn't even give herself a chance to defend herself.

Facing everyone's probing or contemptuous eyes, Zheng Siman gritted his teeth and stabilized his mind: "Mr., I don't know who your old friend you are talking about, but there are some design ideas, and there are similar ones." , you cannot assume that I have plagiarized just because my work is similar to the one your old friend gave you more than 20 years ago."

Now Zheng Siman is also going all out, she can only bet that the old man no longer has the works of his old friend.

Even if there is, there is a gap between the two from the work to the finished product, and they are not exactly the same.

This is all room for interpretation.

Otherwise, my family is making jewelry, and today I am considered plagiarism in front of everyone in the fashion and luxury goods industry.

Let alone No.1's 500 million prize money and those honors that are exclusive to him.

In the future, not only himself, but perhaps the entire Zheng family will become the laughing stock of the whole city.

Even if the Fu family doesn't turn their backs on the business they just cooperated with Fu's family, it may be irreversible.

Thinking of her greedy father and brother, Zheng Siman swallowed and looked at each other.

"Little friend, what you said is very reasonable."

Sure enough, after listening to Zheng Siman's explanation, the old man smiled faintly.

Zheng Siman breathed a sigh of relief.

She just said that she wasn't so unlucky, and as long as there was no evidence, she would kill herself and refuse to admit it.

"Then tell me about your design ideas."

Sure enough, the old man took a step back, still looking at Zheng Siman with a smile on his face.

Zheng Siman stabilized her mind. If she won the championship, she would definitely speak on stage. She had already prepared the design idea in private and memorized it fluently.

Moreover, the general was not unprepared for the battle. In order to deal with the sudden inexplicable difficulties or doubts, she even thought through all the possible issues that might be raised on the spot.

Sure enough, all these preparations in private were not in vain, and now they really come in handy.

"The heart shape I designed was just a coincidence, because there are already a lot of heart-shaped jewelry, and everyone is already tired of aesthetics. For the people in my heart, to present a work that can really express my heart, and make people look not very tacky at first glance, is my original intention for designing this work.”

Where there are questions, there are answers.

Zheng Siman talked about every detail.

Some of the crowd nodded slightly following Zheng Siman's explanation, and some looked at her with the mentality of watching a good show.

But the white-haired old man, who has been sitting in a wheelchair, listened carefully to Zheng Siman's words at first, but within a minute, he could see that he was obviously wandering.

After Zheng Siman finished speaking, the young man pushing the wheelchair touched him lightly: "Grandpa, this lady is finished."

"Oh, you're not right, not at all."

The old man was very disappointed and looked at Zheng Siman.

"I thought it was because of your relationship with him, so he gave this work to you, young man, who likes to be competitive, so taking advantage of this competition, you completed this work and took it out for exhibition. But I was still thinking wrong, that’s not how it is.”

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't wait for Zheng Siman to say anything, just looked at her, and asked kindly: "You said so much just now, but in fact, this is not the original intention of this design."

"Old man, your friend's original design intention may be different from mine, but it is possible that our ideas coincided with each other by chance."

"Hehe, it's impossible. From your explanation, I am even more convinced that you have nothing to do with this work."

"Old man, don't talk nonsense without evidence..."

Before Zheng Siman finished speaking, the old man in the wheelchair waved his hand calmly: "Don't worry, I won't wrong you for no reason. The evidence is that the manuscript is no longer with me,"

(End of this chapter)