“That’s right, this costume is stunning and even reporters like us who don’t appreciate art are gawking at it. Zhou Xintang will shoot to fame if her works are advertised on Weibo.”
The reporters sighed. All the efforts that Ming City High School spent on this New Year’s party went to benefiting Experimental High School. Not only did it help to advertise for the latter, it made Zhou Xintang famous. They were too pitiful.
Qin Fang was sitting right beside the reporters. Upon hearing their words, he chuckled in a cynical manner and sent a message to his subordinate. “Go and buy a spot on the trending topics for our Zhou-something-designer who made a name for herself in her youth.”
The corner of He Yidu’s lips turned up. They were not a bunch of gentlemen. They were not playing with playhouses. If she bit them he would bite her back. Since she dared to trifle with them, she would face the consequences herself. Would the person whom Brother Cheng liked fight with Zhou Xintang over a cultural celebration award?
Who did Zhou Xintang think she was?
He Yidu suddenly thought of something and looked at Qin Fang. “Given Gu Mang’s standards, she certainly belongs to a designer firm. She was probably hiding it just like her choreography skills. What if your high profile attracts Gu Mang’s people here?”
This low profile big boss was even acquainted with the president of the designer association and the latter seemed very respectful to her.
A designer needed completed pieces and popularity in order to be respected. There were few in the world who knew about Gu Mang’s existence and the president was one of them. The big boss’s status was pretty high.
Qin Fang snapped back to reality. “What do you mean? Did I accidentally expose the big boss’s identity?”
He Yidu was left speechless.
He intended to create a huge news story but exposed the big boss’s identity instead. Would he be sent to exile in Africa by Brother Cheng?
…
In the HQ of Lan Ting.
A female designer was holding a tablet as she quickly walked into the office of the CEO, Ji Heng.
“Sir, look at this clothing.” The female designer passed him the tablet.
Ji Heng shot a glance at it and his eyes remained glued to the screen for a moment. “Why is it so similar to our ‘Twelve Legends of Vientiane’ series?”
God G had already sent eleven design drafts and the last one was still pending. It had been more than a month but the big boss had not sent it over as she was unhappy with the design. They dared not rush her and could only postpone the news conference indefinitely.
The female designer responded, “This piece of clothing appeared in the New Year’s celebration hosted by Ming City High School and Experimental High School. The designer is Zhou Xintang.”
“Who is Zhou Xintang?” Ji Heng frowned as he had never heard of her.
The female designer almost flew into a fit of anger when she heard his words, the corners of her lips twitching. “A famous, young designer who is quite prominent.”
“Oh.” Ji Heng was uninterested and clicked on a video with live updates.
In the video, several students were shouting and getting Gu Mang to provide evidence.
The designer frowned. “God G seems to be cornered. Zhou Xintang made the first move and completed the costume, which is unfavorable to us.”
Ji Heng chuckled lightly. “No, this time around she won’t get her way.”
After speaking, the man stood up and picked up the suit on his chair as he headed outside.
“Sir, are you heading to Ming City Opera House?” The designer followed him but the man’s big strides made it difficult for her to catch up in her heels.”
Ji Heng replied, “Mm.”
The woman quickly responded, “Me too.”
…
Meanwhile.
In Ming City Opera House.
All the students from Experimental High School were shooting daggers at Gu Mang.
“Evidence?” Gu Mang spoke slowly as she lifted her eyes that were as dark as an icy lake. “You want evidence? Sure.”
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“That’s right, this costume is stunning and even reporters like us who don’t appreciate art are gawking at it. Zhou Xintang will shoot to fame if her works are advertised on Weibo.”
The reporters sighed. All the efforts that Ming City High School spent on this New Year’s party went to benefiting Experimental High School. Not only did it help to advertise for the latter, it made Zhou Xintang famous. They were too pitiful.
Qin Fang was sitting right beside the reporters. Upon hearing their words, he chuckled in a cynical manner and sent a message to his subordinate. “Go and buy a spot on the trending topics for our Zhou-something-designer who made a name for herself in her youth.”
The corner of He Yidu’s lips turned up. They were not a bunch of gentlemen. They were not playing with playhouses. If she bit them he would bite her back. Since she dared to trifle with them, she would face the consequences herself. Would the person whom Brother Cheng liked fight with Zhou Xintang over a cultural celebration award?
Who did Zhou Xintang think she was?
He Yidu suddenly thought of something and looked at Qin Fang. “Given Gu Mang’s standards, she certainly belongs to a designer firm. She was probably hiding it just like her choreography skills. What if your high profile attracts Gu Mang’s people here?”
This low profile big boss was even acquainted with the president of the designer association and the latter seemed very respectful to her.
A designer needed completed pieces and popularity in order to be respected. There were few in the world who knew about Gu Mang’s existence and the president was one of them. The big boss’s status was pretty high.
Qin Fang snapped back to reality. “What do you mean? Did I accidentally expose the big boss’s identity?”
He Yidu was left speechless.
He intended to create a huge news story but exposed the big boss’s identity instead. Would he be sent to exile in Africa by Brother Cheng?
…
In the HQ of Lan Ting.
A female designer was holding a tablet as she quickly walked into the office of the CEO, Ji Heng.
“Sir, look at this clothing.” The female designer passed him the tablet.
Ji Heng shot a glance at it and his eyes remained glued to the screen for a moment. “Why is it so similar to our ‘Twelve Legends of Vientiane’ series?”
God G had already sent eleven design drafts and the last one was still pending. It had been more than a month but the big boss had not sent it over as she was unhappy with the design. They dared not rush her and could only postpone the news conference indefinitely.
The female designer responded, “This piece of clothing appeared in the New Year’s celebration hosted by Ming City High School and Experimental High School. The designer is Zhou Xintang.”
“Who is Zhou Xintang?” Ji Heng frowned as he had never heard of her.
The female designer almost flew into a fit of anger when she heard his words, the corners of her lips twitching. “A famous, young designer who is quite prominent.”
“Oh.” Ji Heng was uninterested and clicked on a video with live updates.
In the video, several students were shouting and getting Gu Mang to provide evidence.
The designer frowned. “God G seems to be cornered. Zhou Xintang made the first move and completed the costume, which is unfavorable to us.”
Ji Heng chuckled lightly. “No, this time around she won’t get her way.”
After speaking, the man stood up and picked up the suit on his chair as he headed outside.
“Sir, are you heading to Ming City Opera House?” The designer followed him but the man’s big strides made it difficult for her to catch up in her heels.”
Ji Heng replied, “Mm.”
The woman quickly responded, “Me too.”
…
Meanwhile.
In Ming City Opera House.
All the students from Experimental High School were shooting daggers at Gu Mang.
“Evidence?” Gu Mang spoke slowly as she lifted her eyes that were as dark as an icy lake. “You want evidence? Sure.”
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