Chapter 39 - The Wall of Brotherhood – 14 (1/2)
The Wall of Brotherhood – 14
Was it Lu Zhi Yao?
She didn’t dare think deeply about it.
Her heart was stuffy and uncomfortable.
What was more important right now—this man plagiarized.
“This…how could…”
Bai Xun’s face was pale and ugly. Her only strand of reason allowed her to suppress her anger so she wouldn’t immediately step forward and interrupt the other party.
The others glanced at her puzzledly, then was attracted by Andric’s explanation. Only Qin Feng and Lu Zhi Yuan frowned.
When Andric finished, thunderous applause broke out in the conference room.
There were people who couldn’t control their discussions—
“The director’s design is very special this time. It’s not the same as before.”
“Yes, the director is so amazing, and his style is flexible!”
Qin Feng flipped through the materials in his hand and said with a smile. “Andric, your design style seems to have changed a lot this time.”
Andric chuckled. “I also realized from President Qin’s words yesterday and was enlightened. I don’t have to use gorgeous colors since minimalism can also strike people’s hearts…”
“You’re lying!”
Bai Xun couldn’t hold back her anger anymore, her shoulders were shaking.
“Your design is exactly the same as mine.”
As soon as her voice fell, there was an uproar.
Lu Zhi Yuan’s brow frowned, but Qin Feng’s smile covered his emotions deeply.
Andric sneered, “What do you mean? You mean I copied you?”
“It’s plagiarism, this is my design.”
“It’s interesting. You’re worried that your results will be too ugly later, so you pour sewage directly and say my design is yours?” Andric said coldly, “If you insist on saying that, I won’t argue.”
“You…okay, I’ll let everyone see it’s exactly the same as mine.” Bai Xun took out her handbag and searched for the USB stick.
But she couldn’t find it.
Then Bai Xun’s complexion changed, and she clenched her teeth and almost overturned the little handbag.
“My…USB stick…is gone…” She finally confirmed the fact.
Was it that girl?— She bumped into a girl head-on when she came out of the bathroom.
Bai Xun was drained of all her strength.
When Andric saw that she didn’t move for a long time, he sneered, “It’s so funny. You don’t have to direct your own act,1 just admit that you didn’t design it.”
As soon as his voice fell, the eyes of the surrounding designers changed into disdain and suspicion, and the whispering voices were like sharp swords.
“I thought she was a bit capable, but I didn’t expect…”
“It really pretends.”
“Even dare to slander Andric for plagiarism, who doesn’t know that he won several international awards…”
Bai Xun’s face was pale, she was a little flustered and eagerly defended herself: “No, this is really my drawing. This design is mine…”
Lu Zhi Yuan glanced at her a little worried. He knocked on the table and suppressed the whispering voices. He coldly said: “Well, although Bai Xiao Xun forgot to bring her design, the competition is a competition. In this case, Andric will oversee this project. What does President Qin think?”
Qin Feng glanced at Bai Xun. She stared at him fixedly and everyone else also looked at him.
He smiled warmly and slowly said, “I don’t mind.”
For a moment, Bai Xun seemed to have been struck. She sat down on the chair weakly.