Chapter 197 They dare to plagiarize designs from Chuguang Media? [3 Updates]
"The agents who have joined in the past few years have never even met you, sir. They're all quite curious and want to see just how ruthless you really are."
The International Bureau of Investigation (IBI) was established quite early, with a basic framework in place by the beginning of the 20th century, though it was still in its infancy.
It wasn't until the late 20th century, with the advent of the internet, that IBI truly came into the public eye.
However, due to a shortage of elite personnel, IBI's prestige is not high.
Thanks to the tireless efforts of many veterans, it took another twenty years for IBI to achieve its current prestige.
There are many investigation bureaus, but only this one can be called international.
But after so many years, the veterans have all grown old, and even if they wanted to, they couldn't keep managing it indefinitely.
So three years ago, the IBI experienced an unprecedented riot.
There are many factions within the IBI, from various countries, and they are all elite figures.
At that level, it's difficult for anyone to gain the respect of the people.
Therefore, the IBI has reached the point of splitting up. Once it splits up, the International Bureau of Investigation will cease to exist, and the hidden darkness will be exposed.
The elders were very troubled, but they had no way to solve the problem.
Until two years ago, a man came to IBI.
He's very young, only twenty years old.
With swift and decisive action, they wiped out all the rebellious forces within the IBI.
The broken situation will be reorganized, making it even more solid than before.
incredible.
After that, the elders were able to retire and transfer their power.
In the past two years, the IBI's reputation has risen once again, striking fear into the hearts of all evil forces.
Anyone on the IBI's wanted list is basically included without exception.
Whether it's the major conglomerates of O continent, the top families in the capital, or other international forces, they all know that IBI has a new head.
He didn't hold the position of bureau chief, but the bureau chief was still his subordinate.
However, apart from the chief and a limited number of detectives, no one else in the IBI had ever seen this officer.
Even those who have met him don't know what he looks like.
Because every time he appears at IBI, he is not showing his true face.
Therefore, they estimate that this officer is also a disguise artist, but they don't know if he is on NOK's list of disguise artists.
The IBI recruits new agents every year, and the selection process is no less difficult than the Norton University entrance exam.
There are also quite a few graduates from the psychology department of Norton University.
Last year, at least their superior set a set of questions.
This year, they were too lazy to even come up with the questions, so they had them buy a set from Norton University.
Norton University doesn't easily give away logic problems they create internally.
This forced them to go to the NOK forum and post a bounty.
As a result, another piece of gossip about a detective was leaked, which sparked a long and enthusiastic discussion among the forum's experts.
Fu Yunshen didn't hear the words coming from the old-fashioned black cell phone first; he turned his head.
His eyes met the girl's.
Fu Yunshen was slightly taken aback, clearly not expecting her to come at this time.
He first hung up his phone, then walked to the table and picked up the old-fashioned mobile phone.
“Then let them see lions from the animal documentary.” Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes narrowed, and he adopted a nonchalant tone, speaking lazily, “I’m more handsome, fiercer, and maybe even more powerful than a lion.”
The detective on the other end of the phone: "..."
He shouldn't have had any hope.
After putting down both phones, Fu Yunshen walked towards the door.
The man's expression remained unchanged, his eyes and brows looking indifferent.
He was still that same playboy who could capture the attention of everyone in Shanghai the moment he stepped onto the street.
It was a romantic affair.
Fu Yunshen leaned forward slightly and naturally took the medicine bottle from the girl's hand: "Don't you want to ask anything?"
He'll guard against anyone.
I never guarded against her.
"Hmm—" Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "Look at me, I have no power or influence. What if he arrests us?"
"..."
"Little girl, you've gone too far again." Fu Yunshen's long, slender fingers slightly bent, and he lightly tapped her forehead. "How come I never noticed before that you have such a good memory?"
The first time they met, he casually said something, and he still remembers it now?
"I do whatever I feel like," Ying Zijing yawned, speaking slowly and deliberately. "How come there's no gossip about you on the NOK forum?"
Because many of the hunters on the list are on IBI's key watch list.
As long as it's not illegal, then it's fine.
Otherwise, if there's any unusual activity, IBI agents can appear out of nowhere.
The speed was like when you've just put the straw into your milk tea cup on the subway and haven't even taken a sip yet, and the staff comes to give you a ticket.
So hunters hate the IBI, but sometimes they need the IBI's help.
Torn between love and hate, he had no choice but to find amusement in the gossip and scandals surrounding the detectives.
Fu Yunshen leaned against her, his peach blossom eyes deep and captivating.
Her pale skin contrasted sharply with her crimson lips, creating a striking effect that made her look like a bewitching enchantress.
"There's nothing I can do." He raised an eyebrow. "Keep yourself clean."
"I've given you the medicine. I'm going back now." Ying Zijing didn't ask anything more and nodded. "Take care and get some rest."
"Yaoyao, no rush." Fu Yunshen smiled thoughtfully, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It's been a long time since I've seen your uncle. I'll see you off."
**
The capital city.
After receiving the design drawings from Mu Chenzhou, Madam Mu handed them over to Huaxiu, a clothing company owned by her maternal family.
Huaxiu's main style is traditional Chinese ink painting, and this set of designs is very much in line with Huaxiu's philosophy.
Madam Mu's younger sister, Ke Huizhu, is the chairperson of Huaxiu and also a designer.
"Sister, who drew this?" Ke Huizhu exclaimed in admiration. "The design is so bold, yet so ingenious. The artist has a very strong foundation in drawing."
"A young lady from a wealthy family whom Shen Zhou met in Shanghai." Madam Mu took a sip of tea. "She hasn't even graduated from high school yet, but she's quite remarkable."
"A rich young lady from Shanghai?" Ke Huizhu understood immediately. "It seems she wants to use this opportunity to curry favor with Chen Zhou and get on good terms with the Mu family."
"How could that be? Let her think about it." Madam Mu put down her teacup, her words tinged with contempt. "The only families that can compare to the Mu family are the Nie family and the other three. Other families are simply not worthy of it."
The Mu family has a history of several hundred years. During the imperial dynasty, its foundation was already solid. How could those up-and-coming talents compare to it?
Madam Mu had never met Zhong Zhiwan, but having lived in a wealthy family for so long, how could she not understand Zhong Zhiwan's thoughts?
In her opinion, no matter how outstanding Zhong Zhiwan was, her background was not good enough for her.
The only benefit she could offer Zhong Zhiwan was to have Zhong Zhiwan's name included in this fashion design competition.
She won't give you anything else.
Mu Chenzhou is her son, and she believes he understands these principles as well.
“That’s right.” Ke Huizhu smiled. “Sister, among the Mu family’s current generation, Shen Zhou is considered outstanding. He will inherit the Mu family in the future, so he should carefully choose a marriage partner.”
Madam Mu rose gracefully: "Now that I have the design drawings, I'll head back."
"Okay, sis, thank you so much this time." Ke Huizhu looked at the design and frowned. "But I feel this should be a series of dresses."
“Chen Zhou said she painted this in her spare time, and it’s quite good that she has a set.” Madam Mu didn’t care. “But this set is enough to outshine all the others.”
“That’s true.” Ke Huizhu nodded. “Sometimes inspiration is like that; if you keep drawing, it might ruin the previous design.”
**
For this year's fashion design competition held by the Royal Academy of Fine Arts in Europe, participating designers and companies were required to send their design drawings to the official email address first.
The fashion show will proceed only after the judges have reviewed the footage.
The fashion show is scheduled for the end of July, which is still twenty days away.
There is enough time to prepare.
However, the fashion design competition has been held for several years, and each time only a few top designers in the industry win the prizes.
The judges were able to identify the designer's work based on the design style.
But today, a design drawing caught the attention of all the judges.
This design set consists of four sheets, each featuring a different dress.
The judges had never seen such a novel design before, especially the ingenious pattern on the dress.
“Chuguang Media.” The woman next to her said in surprise, “I remember this company. In previous years, although they didn’t win any awards, they were still fourth or fifth place. They’re very impressive.”
To stand out among so many companies worldwide, Chuguang Media's designs have always been excellent.
"But their design this time is amazing." Another judge nodded. "I wonder which designer they hired. I don't know if they can get first place, but second place is definitely in the bag."
“The designer’s name is Mei.” The woman thought for a moment. “I haven’t heard of it. He must be a new designer. I’ll have to pay special attention to him when he comes along.”
Several judges marked this design draft, carefully put it away, and then began to look at the next design draft.
However, with the one from Chuguang Media preceding it, the subsequent ones all lacked something and didn't stand out.
Even the top designers that the judges were already familiar with.
“Huaxiu.” The woman glanced at the company name first. “I also remember this company. It has a pure oriental style, but its ranking in previous years has always been outside the top fifteen. Its designs are not innovative enough.”
She clicked the mouse and opened the attachment.
A design draft was displayed before the judges.
Ah, it's almost the end of the month! If you have any monthly tickets, please give them to Ying Huang so we can start crushing the scum right away!
(End of this chapter)
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