Enemy is difficult: Mr. President, please let it go

Chapter 143
"That's good."

"Your words have also been recorded."

Ni Jiaren, "...you don't want to use this to tell Ruan Shuqing about my plan to cheat, do you?"

"It's not impossible!" Sun Mengqi said, "I'm off to film."

As soon as the words fell, Ni Jiaren heard a busy voice coming from her ear.

She hung up the phone really fast.

After sighing, Ni Jiaren felt a little worried while holding the phone.I found that Aite's Weibo, that blueprint...it was exactly the same as her original design blueprint.

how can that be possible?
Where did Ruan Shuqing get her drawings?
Of that blueprint, obviously only Pumice, Yaoming and Ni Shi have backups, and the original is still in the United States.

This is simply not possible.

What does Ruan Shuqing want to do?

Will ruining her reputation prevent her from being a designer for the rest of her life?But this is not in her interest at all, what she wants is Fu Sichen, how could she... make such a move?
After reading Weibo, Ni Jiaren immediately reposted the Weibo, and said that the picture was indeed exactly the same as the picture she drew, but she didn't know what happened, and hoped that the designer could bring the original copy for handwriting identification.

Her words were very gentle, unlike that designer who sneered at Hot Wind.

Ruan Shuqing didn't tell Sun Mengqi all her plans, because she felt that no one in this world could be trusted except herself, even Sun Mengqi who once hated Ni Jiaren.

Fu Sichen, who was in a meeting, saw a special attention message pop up on Weibo, and subconsciously clicked on it.

Ni Jiaren doesn't have the habit of posting frequently on Weibo, and she only posts one after a long time.Seeing what she posted, Fu Sichen couldn't help frowning. Who would do such things so boldly?
The sudden darkening of his face startled the manager who was reporting, and he asked timidly, "Boss Fu, is there... any problem with the report?"

"He Xuan, check this matter."

Fu Sichen ignored the manager, and pushed the phone to He Xuan, who was still taking notes, with an astonishingly cold voice.

Although the people here are more or less used to his coldness and his swiftness in accidents, such an expression that is about to explode is really rare.

He usually hides his expression under that indifferent mask.

When He Xuan saw the original text, he was also shocked. He immediately got up, closed his notebook, and left the meeting room.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing what happened.

"Go on, hurry up." Fu Sichen's impatient tone made the manager tremble, and immediately sped up his speech, finishing the report in the fastest and most concise way.

The managers in the back seemed to be whipped with a whip, and they reported the affairs of their departments within a few minutes.

And Fu Sichen fiddled with his phone the whole time, checking those comments.

Some people's mouths are too poisonous, and some people are obviously sailors who have taken money. He wrote them down one by one. Someone will always have to pay for something!
As soon as the last manager's voice fell, Fu Sichen got up and left the meeting room after saying "the meeting is over".

Ni Jiaren didn't know what mood she was in after seeing Weibo, anyway, he was in a particularly bad mood.This is the starry sky that Ni Jiaren designed for him. Who would dare to pretend to be someone who is not known?

Fu Sichen hurried back to his villa on the outskirts of the city, while Ni Jiaren was still reading.

She was also very angry at the navy who scolded her overwhelmingly on her Weibo, so she simply changed the way of entertainment.The designer hasn't responded yet, and she doesn't bother to bother.

"What's going on on Weibo?"

Before Ni Jiaren noticed that he was back, he had already asked quickly.

She raised her head in a daze, unable to believe that he appeared in front of her, "No...what's the matter. Why are you back?"

"I saw your Weibo post, and I'm worried."

Fu Sichen walked over and sat beside her.

"Oh." Ni Jiaren responded flatly.

Ruan Shuqing did this again, but she didn't want to tell him.

"You know the designer?"

Ni Jiaren shook her head, flipping through the book on her own, "Sun Mengqi knows."

Speaking of Sun Mengqi, Fu Sichen could easily think of what Sun Mengqi said, "Be careful with Ruan Shuqing", and he did see that Sun Mengqi retweeted Weibo.

"Is it related to Ruan Shuqing?" Fu Sichen frowned, somewhat dissatisfied.

"Maybe." She didn't dare to say that she was dead, what if she had a plan to get out of it?Wouldn't it be just what she wanted, allowing her to join her in front of Fu Sichen again?

Smart as Fu Sichen, he was keenly aware of Ni Jiaren's perfunctory, but he was powerless.

"I'll take care of this, don't worry."

"Hmm." Although she couldn't believe that he would deal with Ruan Shuqing, somehow, she still believed that Fu Sichen would handle this matter well.

He Xuan checked the matter and found that those big V numbers were all Weibo accounts that were paid for by the designer, but the designer was just a small designer, so he might not be able to spend that much money.

There should be someone behind it.

However, there was nothing unusual about her bank account, and it could only be a face-to-face transaction.

He started with the company and her family, but found no suspicious person.

Either it was true that she had broken blood to defend her rights, or the people behind her were too clever, or too skilled, so it was not so easy for people to find out.

When he summed up all the information and sent it to Fu Sichen, Fu Sichen was sitting in the studio lounge, crossing his legs and playing with his phone.

Sun Mengqi opened the door and came in, startled by him.

"Boss Fu, what can you do?"

"Did Ruan Shuqing give you money?" Fu Sichen asked straightforwardly.

He also asked He Xuan to check Ruan Shuqing's account, but she always spent a lot of money, and going out to parties with those sisters also cost a lot.

The most recent big expense in her account was just to buy a diamond necklace. All the ways of spending the money were recorded, and there was no unknown whereabouts or a large amount of cash was withdrawn at one time.

Sun Mengqi was slightly surprised, she didn't expect him to be so direct, she snorted slightly, "Am I so easy to be bought by money? She didn't give me anything."

"Then help forward it..."

"Student, please help, I have to help, right? I'm Aite!" Sun Mengqi said indifferently, while drawing a "@" sign in the air with her hand.

"As far as I know, you don't have a good relationship with her."

Fu Sichen switched legs and looked at Sun Mengqi leisurely, "Besides, if you intend to help her, why did you tell the beauty to be careful?"

"On a whim?"

Fu Sichen, "..." The thinking of this big star is really beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Even if he wanted to help others, he was unwilling to admit it.

"You mean, Ruan Shuqing undoubtedly did this?"

"Did I say so?"

"Then let me ask you again, are you sure that Ruan Shuqing did this? Is there any evidence?"

"Why do you ask me if you don't believe me?" Her light words hit Fu Sichen's heavy heart.

Isn't this sentence suitable for him and Ni Jiaren?

He always asked her what's the matter, but when it came to Ruan Shuqing's matter, he was more careful, worried that there might be some misunderstanding...

"I see."

Fu Sichen lowered his eyes, took out a business card from his pocket, and handed it to Sun Mengqi, "If she still has something to do, I hope you can let me know."

Sun Mengqi took the business card, glanced at it, and unceremoniously stuffed it into her bag.

"By the way, if you have any difficulties, you can also find me, count as... thanks."

"This thank you is very practical."

Sun Mengqi accepted the business card, expressing that she agreed to Fu Sichen's conditions.In this circle, no one can guarantee smooth sailing, and it is not a bad thing to keep Fu Sichen's trump card.

Originally, she thought that Fu Sichen would turn to Ruan Shuqing. After all, the rumors had been raging before, and Ni Jiaren didn't get any benefit from her sticking to Fu Sichen.

She mistakenly thought that Fu Sichen didn't care about Ni Jiaren. If she hadn't seen them show off their love at the banquet two days ago, she might not be able to trust Fu Sichen.

The plagiarism incident quickly fermented. Ni Jiaren was notorious because of Yu Xinyu's death a month ago. At this time, many netizens found out and put a lot of hats on her head.

Once again, she has become a figure that everyone shouts and beats on the Internet.

Those offensive words even cursed her children... Saying that she did not spare her life, her own children would not die.

Immediately afterwards, someone exposed the fact that she had had a miscarriage, and it was said on the Internet that this is a bad thing for a wicked person, and a slut will have her own day.

Ni Jiaren stared at the rumors, holding the phone tightly with her right hand, so strong that the screen of the phone seemed to be shaking.

Say she can, why attack a dead child?

It is said that the dead are dead, how could they... be so cruel to a child?
What if the child is still alive?And how should they attack him?
At this moment, she actually began to rejoice that the child did not come to this world, and did not come to experience this vicious war of words...

In this way, no matter how strong the heart is, it can't bear it, right?

The left atrium was tight and painful, and she was even afraid to take a step out of the house.If those people who don't think it's a big deal come to make trouble again, she will definitely not be able to survive.

In order to avoid those unnecessary right and wrong, she chose to trap herself in this villa.

She put away her mobile phone, threw it casually on the sofa, and curled up in a daze.

The phone rang suddenly, "Hello?"

She didn't even look at the caller ID and picked it up.

"Hi Miss Ni, I'm Shana."

Who is Shana?

Ni Jiaren was a little confused, and then asked, "What's the matter?"

After curling up for a long time, the weather outside was cold and still gray, and the heater inside was very warm. She was drowsy, and the voice of answering the phone was somewhat sleepy.

"Miss Ni doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. However, I am in a hurry. I hope that Miss Ni can prove it and give me an apology about the design drawing. I will immediately go online and say that I will not pursue it. This will make it easier for us all," Shana said.

Only in this way did Ni Jia realize who this person named Shana was.

It turned out to be the designer who accused her of plagiarism.

"Miss Xia, I didn't plagiarize. So, I won't apologize to you. "

"Miss Ni, this matter is irrelevant to the truth, isn't it? You don't want to redeem your reputation now that it's ruined like that? Even if you can withstand the pressure of the Internet, I don't want to be sympathized by those people anymore. "

"You don't want it, why do you want to do it? Isn't it to gain attention or to ruin my reputation by deliberately accusing me of plagiarism?"

"Miss Ni, no matter how tough you are, the saliva of those brainless people will always drown you. No one cares about the truth. Your image is already doomed in their eyes. You are a plagiarist and a murderer. He deserves a miscarriage, so how do you want to refute it? Even if you show evidence, do you think anyone will believe it?" Shana said proudly.

As long as this design belongs to her name, then she will finally have a representative work.

At least, she has captured Ni Jiaren's reputation.

(End of this chapter)