Beijing Marriage Entanglement

"The fact that the design draft was downloaded from Lu Xingci's cloud drive must not be known to a fourth person besides you, me, and Chu tide."

If Chu tide needs these resources again, you can ghostwrite for her. You've spent the most time with Lu Xingci, so remember to imitate her style when drawing; don't make the styles too incongruous.

As for compensation, I'll increase your salary by thirty percent, and I'll also pay you per design draft you create for each project.

Song Qinghui's voice rang out in the venue. At first, everyone thought the voice sounded somewhat similar and jokingly asked if it was Song Qinghui.

But the more they listened, the more something seemed off, and everyone's eyes turned to Song Qinghui and Ruan Chuxi.

"No wonder JL's autumn collection suddenly changed its style so drastically this year; they stole someone else's design drafts!"

"Wait a minute, I remember Lu Xingci is JL's designer, right? Shouldn't the copyright of her drawings still belong to Song Qinghui? It shouldn't be considered copyright infringement for him to use his own work, right?"

"Whether he infringed on anyone's rights or not is one thing, but it's unfair that he used Ruan Chuxi's name to put her on the award stage. What about the rest of us who do design work seriously? Are we just suckers?"

"No wonder I saw Lu Xingci arrive earlier, but he wasn't with Song Qinghui. So they broke up!"

"You don't know yet, do you? Lu Xingci has started her own business, Wanxing Clothing. I heard that her private haute couture orders are booked up for at least four months. To celebrate the opening of her company, Qin Zheng, the eldest son of the Qin family, even gifted her a clothing factory as a congratulatory present!"

"Huh? The Qin family is involved here? Does she have something going on with Qin Zheng? But didn't she come with Shen Yu? And I heard from a friend that at the Yuan family's party before, the eldest young master Shen stood up for her. Their relationship seems to be more than just casual."

Various voices of discussion rose and fell, echoing all around.

A lot of gossip reached Lu Xingci's ears, especially the stories about Qin Zheng giving her a clothing factory. Lu Xingci looked puzzled when she heard them.

That's how rumors get more and more outrageous as they spread, isn't it?

Lu Xingci simply thought it was outrageous, while Song Qinghui and Ruan Chuxi were ashen-faced and felt like they were sitting on pins and needles.

Even worse, some people directly patted Song Qinghui on the shoulder and then turned on him with a close-up attack.

"President Song, is that you in the audio? You didn't really steal someone else's manuscript and give it to Miss Ruan, did you? Even if you want to curry favor with the Ruan family, you don't have to be so despicable and shameless!"

Enraged at being called despicable and shameless, Song Qinghui stood up.

"What are you talking about? What do you mean by stealing? Lu Xing resigned from my company, so her design drafts belong to the company. It's my own stuff, how I use it is my business!"

Upon hearing her words, the man scoffed and muttered something under his breath.

"You're just fooling yourself. You've told so many lies that you've even started to believe them yourself."

"Yeah, they've already resigned, and you're still accepting their design drafts as a favor!"

"If you ask me, Miss Ruan is also at fault. I remember she was researching artificial intelligence abroad, so why did she steal someone else's design drafts!"

"Exactly! They were born into the Ruan family, yet they still steal design drafts from ordinary people. I don't know what they were thinking, not leaving them any way to survive?"

While the discussion in the meeting hall was at an impasse, someone shouted something.

"Look, someone has leaked this information online, and it's getting quite popular."

Upon hearing this, Song Qinghui glared at Lu Xingci and quickly took out her phone to check.

Sure enough, the first video pushed to me when I opened the short video app was a well-known blogger exposing a design plagiarism incident.

The other party explained the whole story clearly and even attached a recording of the conversation between Song Qinghui and Mo Lin.

Opening the comments section, it was filled with insults and reports against him and Ruan Chuxi. Even the company's short video platform account was flooded with abuse and reports.

"What happened? Didn't you say it was foolproof? How come everyone knows about it now!"

Ruan Chuxi's question rang in his ears, but Song Qinghui ignored it, his finger swiping down, still revealing the plagiarism allegations.

The blogger even included a comparison of the original design draft and sample images of JL's autumn collection with a Chinese style theme.

Scrolling down further, there are more videos exposing the issue. This blogger has uncovered the connection between the original designer, Lu Xingci, and JL. Because the design was stolen during the handover process after Lu Xingci's departure, it resonated with many working people, who condemned the ruthlessness and greed of capital in the comments section.

"Quiet down!"

Jin Ailin's voice rang out in the venue, and all those watching the excitement on their phones looked up at the stage.

She had a full head of silver hair, but she was dignified and elegant, giving off the feeling of a gentle beauty from the Jiangnan water towns.

The cheongsam she was wearing was an old-fashioned style, but it exuded elegance.

Her voice was old, gentle, yet unusually firm.

"Design should be a respectable thing. Every design is like the designer's child. Every line, every color scheme, and every idea is infused with our hard work and love. They all contain our perception of life and our pursuit of beauty."

However, there are always some people who, with opportunistic intentions, disregard the efforts of designers, wantonly plagiarize and copy other people's designs, treat other people's hard work as their own achievements, and trample on the dignity of originality.

This behavior not only tramples on the designer's hard work, but also desecrates design itself and shows disrespect to all original creators.

Plagiarists may profit briefly from stolen ideas, but they will never gain true recognition because they only steal the superficial form, not the designer's unique thinking, profound knowledge, and sincere passion for design.

I hope that all my colleagues here can join me in resisting all plagiarism, respecting originality, and ensuring that designers' hard work is not wasted.

Jin Ailin's words were met with applause and cheers from the audience, with many people shouting along.

Plagiarism is shameful; respect originality!

An awards ceremony, thanks to Song Qinghui and Ruan Chuxi, turned into an advocacy meeting for respecting originality.

Ruan Chuxi couldn't stand the situation. After Jin Ailin made those veiled remarks, she immediately lifted her skirt and left the venue.

Upon seeing this, Song Qinghui quickly chased after him.

Just a second before Ruan Chuxi opened the car door and was about to get in, he swiftly reached out and grabbed her wrist, saying urgently.

"Chu tide, let me explain!"

Ruan Chuxi's eyes were red with grievance, and tears welled up in her eyes when she turned around.

She pulled back forcefully, raised her hand and slapped Song Qinghui across the face, growling in a hoarse voice.

"What's there to explain? I trusted you so much, and what have you done? I've never been so humiliated in my entire life!"

Upon being slapped, Song Qinghui was stunned for a moment before retorting sarcastically.

"Now you're blaming me? Weren't you happy when you got fame and fortune from the design? What are you pretending to be innocent for now!"

Ruan Chuxi was so angry that her chest heaved violently, and her rosy face turned a deep liver color.

"You...you..."

Song Qinghui was furious, and the resentment he had been suppressing for the past few days, which had been building up inside him, all erupted at this moment.

"Don't think I don't know. You were expelled from graduate school abroad for plagiarizing your assignments and papers. What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for? You're no better than me!"