Chapter 107 Sang Wan said: Ruining the place
Is he unsatisfied?
It really wasn't fun.
As soon as he used a little force, the girl under him moaned and pushed him away, even struggling.
It made him feel very uncomfortable.
Song Ze had been watching quietly the entire time, and only then did he slowly speak, clinking his wine glass with Lu Tingzhou's, "He's jealous of you."
Lu Tingzhou looked up at him, pursed his lips and nodded.
I thought to myself, it would be strange if I wasn’t jealous, now I don’t even have a partner.
You wicked thing, you used to change frequently, now you deserve to be lonely and cold.
Seeing Lu Tingzhou's pride, Song Zechao raised his glass and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his lips. "After a while, he will be even more jealous of you."
Lu Tingzhou drank two sips of wine contentedly, which made him jealous and envious to death.
He was so proud for those two years, thinking that he was the only one in the world who had a woman.
He clinked his glasses with Song Ze, making a crisp sound.
"Of course." The voice was proud.
***
on Monday.
Bai Wei looked at Sang Wan's Weibo account and saw that her followers had increased by three million in two days. She was extremely happy.
At this rate, within three months, the popularity and attention will be close to the top.
Thinking of this, she directly arranged a variety show for Sang Wan. Anyway, she was free recently and didn't want to take on a drama.
But this enthusiasm cannot be wasted.
Sang Wan and Su Mo were walking around the studio to see if anything was missing.
When she received Bai Wei's call, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Sister Wei, you really love me too much. I will give you a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year."
"Hello, I'm fine too. You're welcome."
Bai Wei seemed not to hear the sarcasm in Sang Wan's tone, or rather, she pretended not to hear it.
As soon as Sang Wan hung up the phone, music came from the other side.
Song Xinran’s studio “Xinran Private Customization” opened with great fanfare.
It looked like a grand event. Song Ziqian invited several friends in the circle to support her, as well as several internet celebrities.
Su Mo leaned his head out to look outside, a look of disdain on his face. "This woman is quite shameless. She didn't feel ashamed at all about the plagiarism incident last time."
Sang Wan pursed her lips and said, "If you have any shame, you should just quietly quit the circle. Why are you still here?"
Su Mo nodded, "Shouldn't we go and show our support? After all, they're really hitting us in the face."
Sang Wan frowned, "I'm not as famous or popular as those people she invited to endorse her platform and advertise for her."
Su Mo was embarrassed, "That's true, but if we don't react at all, won't people think we're afraid of her?"
"Don't be brave for a moment."
"Oh, sure. You look a bit like the boss lady of Lu Corporation." Su Mo winked at her. "I've been sleeping with Lu Tingzhou so much that I'm starting to look like him."
Sang Wan gritted her teeth and said, "You deserve to not have a boyfriend. You have an unpleasant mouth."
Su Mo sighed, "You are really my good sister. You are always tough when it comes to my feelings."
The two of them looked around and felt that there were no major problems, so they could start recruiting people to try to run it.
When they came out, there were two little girls looking at the recruitment notice posted at the door.
"Why don't we ask."
The tall girl pointed at the recruitment notice and said.
The other girl with her pulled her over and glanced at the job posting, saying disdainfully, "Why are you asking? 'Xinran Personal Tailor' up there is also hiring, and the salary is ridiculously high."
Su Mo sneered, "You look down on others. When we open, you will know that you missed out on a hundred million."
The two walked back to the street corner, and a girl handing out flyers saw them and immediately came over to greet them.
"Ladies, our Xinran Personal Customization clothing studio is opening today. We've released many new styles. Would you like to take a look? If you see anything you like, we've got a 20% discount today."
"No, thank you."
Sang Wan waved her hand politely.
Su Mo glanced at the flyer in the girl's hand and said disdainfully, "Can't she be a bit creative? Everyone knows that Sang Wan's winning entry in this year's 'Dreamweaver Cup' competition was a cheongsam. She's just following behind others and isn't feeling tired."
Song Xinran Studio opened, focusing on two series of cheongsams.
A series called "Like You".
Another series, called [Secret Love for You].
When Sang Wan heard what Su Mo said, she felt something was wrong. How could their ideas coincide so easily?
She pulled a flyer from the girl's hand and was stunned for a moment. It was really the design drafts she had thrown away.
Two series, exactly the same.
She quickly took out her cell phone and handed the photos and brochures to Su Mo.
"Fuck!"
After reading it, Su Mo was so angry that he cursed, "Is Song Xinran crazy? He stole your design draft and dared to open a store so blatantly?"
Sang Wan's expression had already turned cold.
There was now a thin layer of ice in those bright peach blossom eyes.
"Walk."
She turned around, cleanly and neatly.
Su Mo was stunned, "Where are we going?"
"Ruin the place."
Su Mo was stimulated by these three words and immediately turned around to follow her.
"It's time to smash it. It feels good to smash it today."
The two men were aggressive.
Two minutes later, Sang Wan walked into Song Xinran's studio with a cold face.
Su Mo followed behind her, also exuding a strong aura.
The reporters' flashlights were instantly aimed at her, and the sound of shutter clicks rang out.
"It's Sang Wan!"
"Why is she here?"
"Oh my God, didn't the two of them have a feud? When did they make up?"
Another reporter shook his head, "Be more perceptive. How can they possibly reconcile? This is going to be a good show."
Sang Wan seemed oblivious to the commotion around him and walked straight into the store.
At a glance, she saw the cheongsams hanging in the most conspicuous position.
[Like you] is bright and outspoken, [Secretly in love with you] is elegant and reserved.
Each one was sketched by her stroke by stroke.
And now, they have become someone else's work.
Song Xinran was surrounded by reporters. When she saw Sang Wan, a hint of barely perceptible panic flashed across her face, but she quickly calmed down and still maintained a decent smile.
"Miss Sang, what brings you here? Come in and take a look. If there's anything you like, I can give it to you."
Sang Wan walked up to her in high heels, staring coldly at the cheongsams.
"Miss Song."
Her voice was soft, but her smile was cold.
"Don't stolen things feel hot when you use them?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar.
The reporters sensed something and handed over the microphones.
Song Xinran's face froze slightly, and then she put on an aggrieved look, "Ms. Sang, I don't know what you are talking about. Today is the opening of my studio, so please give me some respect."
"These... these are my original works. I worked day and night to create them. How could you slander me out of thin air?"
“Original?”
Sang Wan sneered, "You said this is your original work, do you dare to show me the manuscript?"
A gleam of light flashed in Song Xinran's eyes.
This was the sentence she was waiting for.
She straightened her back, not at all embarrassed by being caught.
If she hadn't had the manuscript, she wouldn't have dared to use it. When Sun Meixi gave it to her, she was overjoyed because she had to admit that Sang Wan's design draft was very good.
"good!"
"Sang Wan, I know you have Mr. Lu's support now. You kicked me out last time during the 'Dreamweaver Cup' incident, and I accepted it."
"But you can't bully people over and over again."
As she spoke, her eyes turned red.
"How about we make a deal today, in front of all our media friends?"
Sang Wan pursed her lips and said, "Tell me about it."
"If I can produce the complete design manuscript, you, Sang Wan, must publicly apologize to me on Weibo. The apology statement must be pinned to the top of the page for a month."
These words were spoken with true feelings, full of the tragic heroism of the weak.
The reporters and onlookers around had already started whispering, and the way they looked at Sang Wan had changed.
Su Mo was so angry that he wanted to curse, but was stopped by Sang Wan's eyes.
Sang Wan looked at Song Xinran's confident look and felt clear in her heart.
She knew that the design draft must be in Song Xinran's hands.
The one who said it was shredded by a shredder was either the cleaning lady who saw it wrong, or someone made a copy of it and made her mistakenly believe it was really destroyed.
Now it seems that this is a trap tailor-made for her.
But she had to jump.
"good."
Sang Wan opened her red lips slightly and responded decisively.
"I accept it, but if I can prove it, you will be kicked out of the fashion industry."
"make a deal."
A light of victory flashed in Song Xinran's eyes, and he immediately asked his assistant to bring out an exquisite picture album from the inner room.
She flipped through the pages one by one in front of everyone.
The familiar brushstrokes, familiar composition, and even some traces of modification on the corners are exactly the same as those in Sang Wan’s phone.
It was her manuscript, a real manuscript.
"Did you see that?"
Song Xinran held the album high and turned around in front of all the cameras.
"This is my hard work. You, Sang Wan, can't take it away just by bullying me."
In an instant, all the cameras and accusations were directed at Sang Wan.
"Oh my god, the manuscripts are all here. Isn't Sang Wan too overbearing?"
"She's so arrogant because she relies on Mr. Lu's support. She hasn't even gotten married yet. If she did, wouldn't her tail be all cocky?"
"Resource-rich people are resource-rich people. It's not enough for them to grab resources, now they even grab the design drafts of newcomers. Their greed is too ugly."
In the crowd, Song Ziqian watched her sister win a great victory, excitedly took out her mobile phone, and immediately contacted the water army that had been prepared long ago.
[Sang Wan bullies others by taking advantage of his power]
[Sang Wan bullies fashion designer]
The two black entries began to ferment on the Internet at an extremely fast speed.
Countless vicious curses flooded Sang Wan's Weibo like a tide.
Under the flash lights, Sang Wan was surrounded and became the target of public criticism.
She stood in the center of the storm, but there was no trace of panic on her face.
But those beautiful peach blossom eyes are becoming colder and colder.
very good.
Song Xinran.
Since you like acting so much.
Then I will accompany you and sing this play to the end.
"Miss Song, if I say these designs are mine, will you say I'm lying with my eyes open and I'm willing to sacrifice my dignity just to suppress you?"
Su Mo tugged at her sleeve and whispered, "Without solid evidence, it will be difficult to end this."
Sang Wan gave her a look, telling her to be at ease.
Song Xinran didn't know where Sang Wan got the confidence from. The manuscripts were in her hands, so what else could she do?
"Ms. Sang, I never thought of you as something dirty, but we rely on evidence when we do things. You say it's yours, do you have any evidence?"
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