From Rejected Fake Heiress to Desired True Love-Chapter 61 - Almost Stripped Off Xiao Ma’s Vest
Chapter 61: Chapter 61 Almost Stripped Off Xiao Ma’s Vest
Chapter 61 -61 Almost Stripped Off Xiao Ma’s Vest
Rong Yan could no longer keep his composure when he heard Nan Qiao’s voice brimming with confidence.
“Mr.
Qiao, are you saying this just to comfort me?
I know this situation isn’t easy to resolve.
The other party has copied all of my designs, not leaving a single one behind.
Even if I start drawing now, it’s too late, because I don’t have that much inspiration either.”
Rong Yan spoke the truth because he truly couldn’t make it happen.
In this clothing company, there were only two designers, Liu Hui and Rong Yan.
Rong Yan racked his brains but couldn’t come up with any solution.
Fu Xingyao, standing aside, didn’t question Nan Qiao’s words.
He knew that if Nan Qiao said she could do something, then she definitely would.
She never made a decision she wasn’t confident about, never did things she wasn’t sure of.
“Rong Yan, go ahead and do your work.
Don’t worry about the design drafts; I’ll handle them.”
Rong Yan nervously shook his head, “Mr.
Qiao, you might as well fire me.
You work for a living too, and even though you’re the CEO, you still have to take responsibility.
If you fire me, pushing all the blame onto me, it’s my fault anyway, as I failed to protect the designs.”
Nan Qiao was somewhat surprised; she hadn’t expected Rong Yan to be willing to take on all the responsibility.
Nowadays, men with such a sense of responsibility were rare.
Nan Qiao’s lips curved into a deeper smile, “Don’t worry, I won’t let you be the scapegoat.
This issue can still be resolved.
Go have some breakfast first to relax.”
Fu Xingyao told him, “You go ahead.
If we need you, I’ll notify you to come over.”
Rong Yan asked suspiciously, “Secretary Fu, why do I feel like you and Mr.
Qiao knew each other from before?”
How long had Fu Xingyao been in the company?
His unconditional trust in Nan Qiao truly was astonishing.
Fu Xingyao kept a straight face as he replied, “I’m Mr.
Qiao’s secretary; naturally, I trust her without doubt.”
Rong Yan, beyond being shocked, was impressed; Secretary Fu’s awareness was too high.
Plus, Nan Qiao’s confident demeanor made her very difficult not to believe.
Rong Yan left the office.
Fu Xingyao asked, “Miss Qiao, are you planning to draw the designs yourself?
If you do, your secret identity will be exposed.”
“I’ve made a small change to the design; it’s the only way for now.
I’ve just taken over the company; how could I let those behind the scenes succeed and watch my company weep with laughter?
My company will not lose!”
The confident light in Nan Qiao’s eyes made Fu Xingyao believe Miss Qiao was certain to win!
…
After receiving guidance from a mentor, Liu Hui arrived at Zhou Hongqi’s company.
The designs she brought were very well-received.
The secretary came in to report, “President Zhou, our new designs have had great pre-sale numbers.
The factory is working overtime to keep up with the schedule.”
Zhou Hongqi stood up happily, his face glowing, “This Liu Hui is really something!”
The secretary continued, “President Zhou, we need funds for the stock; the company’s money is running out.
You need to think of something quickly, otherwise we won’t be able to meet the consumers’ demands.”
“No need to rush about the money; I’ll figure something out right now.”
Zhou Hongqi seemed to see stacks of cash running towards him.
With the pre-sales being so hot, he must quickly produce the garments and sell them in the stores.
When Liu Hui learned of the situation, she wasn’t too thrilled.
These designs were drawn by an intern; how good could they be?
Why did so many people like them?
Liu Hui frowned as she stood in the restroom looking at herself in the mirror.
Zhou Jingya walked up beside Liu Hui, looking at the reflection in the mirror, “These clothes aren’t your designs, are they?”
Liu Hui jumped, but relaxed upon seeing Zhou Jingya.
Liu Hui casually touched up her makeup, her voice tinged with disdain, “Miss Zhou, aren’t you afraid your father will cover your mouth with such talk?”
Zhou Jingya pursued in surprise, “You’ve never met me, so how do you know I’m Miss Zhou?”
Liu Hui snapped the lid of her makeup case shut, “Though I haven’t met you, I’ve seen your photo on President Zhou’s office desk.
If you’re not President Zhou’s daughter, perhaps you’re his little secretary?”
Zhou Jingya’s expression turned sour, feeling like Liu Hui had ulterior motives for joining the company.
…
Zhou Jingya went to Zhou Hongqi’s office and shared her suspicions with him.
Zhou Hongqi reassured her, “Don’t worry, Liu Hui won’t cheat us.”
“Dad, how do you know?”
“Because the designs she gave me, I specifically had our company’s designers verify, to see if there was any plagiarism.
They compared them day and night for two days and didn’t find any issues.
They even said these drafts are very original and fit the current mainstream.
Look, our pre-sale has already broken ten thousand!”
Zhou Hongqi became more and more excited, turning to Zhou Jingya, “Don’t you want to go to Qing Bei?
Once I make money, I’ll pull some strings for you.
You can’t be mediocre as my daughter.”
Zhou Jingya felt her face burn with humiliation; what was the meaning of stabbing her in the heart with his words?
Zhou Jingya decided not to care anymore.
With Zhou Hongqi having said this, what right did she have to speak?
…
Li Yehan was also aware of the situation on Nan Qiao’s end.
He had someone keep an eye on Nan Qiao’s company, ensuring that whatever she needed, his people would provide.
To put it not too dramatically, if Nan Qiao needed a plane to fly overseas for a show, a private jet would land on her company’s building, ready to go at any moment.
If Nan Qiao’s company needed fabric, various textile markets were ready to supply whatever she needed.
When Li Yehan learned about Liu Hui’s betrayal of Nan Qiao’s company and that Nan Qiao was caught in a situation of stolen designs and was unable to reveal her designs on time for pre-sale, his brow furrowed.
“Secretary Zhao, send a designer to Qiaoqiao’s company.
Whatever design Qiaoqiao wants, draw it for me on the spot!”
Secretary Zhao looked at Li Yehan’s expression, which was anything but joking; he was dead serious.
“Mr.
Li, the designers might not be able to immediately produce drafts, right?”
Li Yehan looked up, his expression stern, “I want to see if these people can produce something!”
Li Yehan got up, and Secretary Zhao hurriedly said, “Mr.
Li, there’s an important meeting in five minutes.”
“Cancel everything; I’m going to see Qiaoqiao.”
…
Li Yehan arrived at Nan Qiao’s company.
It was his first time coming here; he knew Qiaoqiao was low-key and didn’t want people to recognize his identity.
Li Yehan wore black sunglasses, hiding his peach blossom eyes that were glinting with a cold light.
Step by step, he reached the door of Nan Qiao’s office and knocked.
Nan Qiao: “Come in.”
Li Yehan entered, and Nan Qiao didn’t look up, appearing to be drawing something.
“Qiaoqiao.”
Hearing Li Yehan’s voice, Nan Qiao was startled and quickly used documents to cover the design drafts.
Li Yehan stepped forward to the desk, rested his hands on it, and leaned forward.
As he lifted his head, his eyes met Nan Qiao’s tender gaze.
The distance between the two was very close.
As Nan Qiao felt a shadow looming over her head, she instinctively looked up.
Their eyes met, their lips only a centimeter apart, the next moment they could be kissing…
