Chapter 297 Infringement
There is less than half a month left before the shopping festival starts. The delay in delivery at this time is like a bolt from the blue for the entire village, and it catches everyone off guard.
However, Master Mo was vague on the phone and did not give any reason. He only asked her to come as soon as possible and he would tell her the details when she arrived.
In an emergency, Tian Xin rushed to Yiwu the next afternoon.
When the plane landed, Lin Zhou called and said that he had arrived at Li Jing's place, but did not see her.
"The village has been busy these days, I can't go over, I've already told Li Jing!"
She walked while talking on the phone, took the shuttle bus out, and passed the exit. Master Mo was waiting outside. Seeing her come out, she waved at her vigorously: "Tian Xin, this way——"
"Where are you?" Lin Zhou asked.
"Where else could it be? In the village!"
"Then I'll come find you. I don't have anything to do this afternoon! When you're done, I'll take you out for a walk to relax..."
"No, don't come. I'm... very busy and can't see you!"
After saying that, without waiting for Lin Zhou's response, she quickly hung up the phone and waved to Master Mo.
“Beep, beep…”
"What happened? Why did it hang up so quickly?" Lin Zhou muttered, glanced at the phone screen, and sighed helplessly.
The airport hall was bustling with people, with a large number of passengers coming in and out. Master Mo and Tian Xin walked over to each other, exchanged glances, then turned around and walked out of the airport together.
"What's going on, Master Mo? Didn't we arrange for this shipment half a month in advance? Why are you suddenly saying it needs to be postponed?"
Tian Xin asked as she walked, her face full of anxiety and confusion: "Is it because the quantity that needs to be shipped this time is too large?"
Master Mo didn't rush to answer her, but took out a document from his bag and handed it to her: "Don't worry, take a look at this."
"What's this..." She took the document, opened it, glanced at it, and her expression suddenly changed. Her eyes widened immediately: "Subpoena?"
"What's going on? Where did this come from?" She looked confused, frowned and carefully read the subpoena in her hand again.
Master Mo sighed and pulled her to the parking lot nearby. They had already left the airport, and Master Mo's car was parked outside. They got in and sped along the airport highway to Yiwu City.
"This batch of goods should have been ready by this weekend. It will be delivered to you by next Wednesday at the latest, and it will definitely not delay your shopping festival!"
As he drove, Master Mo said, "I just received this subpoena yesterday afternoon. As soon as I saw the complaint was for 'infringement,' I immediately had the factory stop production. I asked you to come over to understand the situation. It's hard to explain it over the phone, so I'll have to trouble you to come in person!"
"What's going on here? Didn't you say these were your original designs? How could this be copyright infringement?" Master Mo asked again, "Who is this Zhen Zhen?"
"A newly graduated college student from a design institute," Tian Xin replied.
"Design institute? Which design institute?"
"It's the design institute where I attended the show last time!" After saying that, she put the documents back in the car, leaned back in the passenger seat and adjusted herself to a comfortable position, looking out the window thoughtfully.
Infringement? Haha… you really are just spreading rumors!
But just a month later, this batch of Hanfu has just caused a stir online. What is Zhen Zhen's purpose in jumping out and accusing her of infringement?
Didn’t she go to the design company called “Rumeng”?
Just as I was thinking about it, the phone in my bag suddenly rang.
It was Lin Zhou calling, and she answered the call.
"Why are you calling again?"
"Where are you?" Lin Zhou asked.
There was a lot of noise on the other end of the phone, and it sounded like they were in the village. She was startled: "You went to the village?"
"Auntie said you were in the village committee, so I came over, and these sisters said you went to the county?"
Lin Zhou's voice was urgent, and he poured out a series of words like a machine gun, which was very different from his usual gentle and soft voice.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"Don't worry about where I am for now," Tian Xin sighed, gently rubbing her furrowed brow with her fingertips. She said in a deep voice, "If you have time, please tell Li Jing to find a few qualified fashion designers to join the company as soon as possible, preferably with experience in historical costume design."
"What do you mean? What are you going to do?"
“I’m useful!”
"Okay, I'll tell her then," Lin Zhou replied. He didn't seem to give up and asked again, "Where are you?"
The constant repetition of this question annoyed Tian Xin. Before leaving, she had specifically told Li Aiying not to tell Lin Zhou where she was going, so as not to distract him. She had never expected him to actually go to the village committee.
Now the two sides' statements were inconsistent, and the truth was definitely out! If he kept asking like this, sooner or later he would know that she had come to Yiwu. Given Lin Zhou's temper, he might impulsively run to him. But right now, the matter was still unclear, and he himself was in a mess, so it was better for him not to know.
Thinking of this, she calmed down and said, "Lin Zhou, I have something I want to ask you, but I don't know how to start..."
"What do you mean by begging or not? You seem strange today. What happened?"
"I remember the last time I went to your house, Auntie showed me a picture album..."
Tian Xin deliberately answered the question irrelevantly and changed the topic to the picture album.
"What album?"
"It's the picture book where you drew many modified Hanfu styles. Didn't Auntie make a few according to that? I saw it last time I went there!"
“You…you saw it!”
Lin Zhou seemed surprised. He was silent for a moment after saying this, then tentatively asked, "What else did you see?"
"I saw it all!" Tian Xin said.
"All……"
"Can you fax me those drawings?"
Before he could finish, she took the opportunity to interrupt him and emphasized her purpose: "Can I use these drawings? I'm talking about mass production!"
“…” There was suddenly no sound from the other end!
Tian Xin was stunned for a moment, took down her phone and glanced at the screen. After making sure that the call was not hung up, she hesitated and said, "Is it okay?"
"What?" The voice was a little low and he seemed to have calmed down.
"What did you just say? What's okay?"
"I mean, those sketches you drew," she replied. "I want to find a clothing factory to see if they can make them. If they can, then... mass production."
There was silence again from the other side. After a while, a faint muffled groan came: "Oh!"
"Is it okay?" she asked again tentatively.
This time, Lin Zhou responded quickly: "Where are you? I'll take you there!"
“…”
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