Gu Anran stared at the reporter, who was not backing down and pressed her for an answer. Gu Anran knew that these reporters wanted to get explosive news, so since they wanted to know so much, she would tell them.
"There was no threat involved; we just wanted to make amends. But it would be unreasonable to make us bear all the blame."
This statement became the focus of the entire event. The sudden reversal left the reporters both excited and puzzled, wondering if there was more to the story.
"Actually, the reason I invited all the reporters to the event was because of this matter."
All the reporters were highly focused, sensing that this was going to be big news, but Lin Xinrou was completely different; her hands were trembling so much that she couldn't even hold the camera.
What does this mean? Has Gu Anran already found out that she did it? How could she have escaped in the chaos? Besides, there were no security cameras in that room. It's impossible; she must be lying. She kept reassuring herself, but jumped up in fright when someone touched her.
"You dropped your camera."
She bent down and picked it up. "Thank you." The man looked at her suspiciously. Shouldn't a reporter value her camera more than her life? How come she didn't react when it fell to the ground? Just as he was about to ask, someone on stage spoke up, and his attention turned to the stage.
"The accidental death of the runway model was a deliberate act to frame YR. During our later investigation, we discovered that the crystal chandelier on the runway had been cut cleanly. In addition, the new products from the day of the show were leaked by our employees and sold to someone."
After she finished speaking, she paused for a moment, which piqued everyone's curiosity. Under the urging of the crowd, she said, "That person was designer Lin Xinrou. She also came to the show and cut the chandelier's cord."
Amidst the murmurs, Lin Xinrou had long forgotten to hide herself, staring wide-eyed at Gu Anran. Gu Anran turned her gaze away, and she quickly lowered her head, her face pale, feeling as if everyone around her was watching her.
"Excuse me, my stomach hurts. Could you please let me through?"
"I noticed your complexion wasn't right just now. Is it lifeless?"
The man not only stopped her but also supported her. In her haste, Lin Xinrou pushed him hard and ran quickly outside. If she were discovered to be there, she might not be able to leave this room today.
The commotion in the back row attracted the attention of many people. Just as Lin Xinrou was about to leave the venue, Gu Anran suddenly spoke up: "Lin Xinrou, where do you think you're going?"
The people who were arranged to stop her immediately stepped forward. Everyone looked at her. "A reporter? Aren't you a designer? What are you doing here?" She walked down and stood in front of Lin Xinrou. Her hair was disheveled, her hat was on the ground, and she still had a reporter's sign hanging on her chest.
Flashes of light kept going off. Lin Xinrou raised her hand to cover her face. "Don't take pictures! Who gave you permission to take pictures?" she roared hysterically, but no one listened to her.
The reporters only stopped when Gu Anran signaled them to stop taking pictures. Gu Anran then returned to the stage and asked her again about her purpose for coming here.
Lin Xinrou glared at her fiercely, her mind racing with countermeasures, as if she had suddenly regained her senses.
She looked aggrieved. "Let me see how you slander me. You really went to great lengths for YR, even using me to create public opinion. If I hadn't been there today, who knows what the reports would have been like tomorrow."
As if the panic from before had not appeared, she pointed at Gu Anran and turned the tables on her, then said that Gu Anran was targeting her. The two had always had conflicts, but they were all minor issues. She never expected that Gu Anran would resort to such despicable means.
When someone asked her why she would attend a competitor's show, Lin Xinrou held back two tears, saying, "Even though they are competitors, who doesn't like good work? I just went to take a look."
"What about the matter of stealing the design drafts and using them for your own purposes?"
Gu Anran was certain that she wouldn't admit it, and sure enough, she pushed the matter onto an employee. The reason was that the person wanted her to acknowledge his design abilities, and she only found out that it was the same design after going to the fashion show.
Lin Xinrou weighed the pros and cons. If an apology could solve the problem, she was willing to do it. After all, taking someone's life was far more serious. With that in mind, she bowed ninety degrees to Gu Anran.
“On behalf of my employees, I apologize to you and will remove the clothing from the shelves. I hope you can forgive me. But if you say that I deliberately caused the accident on the runway, then I do not admit it. Please provide witness testimony and physical evidence.”
Gu Anran raised an eyebrow at her apology. Putting aside the fact that it wasn't her employee who plagiarized the work, even if it was, why didn't she take it down and issue a statement immediately after discovering it? Why did she only make a statement now?
"Since that's the case, I'll grant your request. Reporters, please look at the big screen."
She glanced at the staff member controlling the computer, who nodded and projected the video onto the large screen. Lin Xinrou looked up and saw that it was the same employee from the original transaction. Although the voice was blurred, she still remembered it.
The video described the transaction process, followed by photos of the order being placed taken at the factory, with the reporter below constantly pressing the shutter button.
"This only proves that it was indeed my employee who did it, but does it not prove that I was responsible for the incident at the show?"
"Don't rush, there's more."
The photo that appeared on the screen was the one Lu Boran had sent her. No matter how hard Lin Xinrou thought about it, she never expected that the cable cutters were actually new. Apart from a maintenance worker on site who had touched them, only she had used them, so the fingerprints on them were easy to identify.
Looking at those photos, Lin Xinrou took two steps back. "Impossible, impossible. I was so discreet."
At this moment, Lu Boran also came out as a witness and played another video. She came out of the door holding cable cutters.
"There was also a camera installed at the end of the corridor. The accident happened on the runway right after you came out, and then you took advantage of the chaos to escape. The evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say?" Lu Boran looked at Lin Xinrou, who was on the verge of emotional collapse, with disgust in his eyes.
Such explosive news excited the reporters and media present, and the sound of camera clicks echoed throughout the venue.
Lin Xinrou looked around. She needed to run away quickly. As long as she escaped, she could start over and defeat Gu Anran again. Taking advantage of the time when the reporters were taking pictures, she suddenly turned around and ran away.
Seeing this, those people were about to chase after her when Gu Anran stopped them. Everyone looked at her in confusion, only to find a smile on her face, which seemed to make them even more puzzled, as if it were something she had expected.
A reporter was about to ask her a question when he saw the scene before him and his eyes widened. He saw a group of police officers standing outside the door. Lin Xinrou was being held in custody, and a silver bracelet was now on her wrist. Standing next to the police officers was Ye Lichuan, the president of the Ye Group.
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