As soon as she came in, she stopped in the middle of the office, clenched her hands, and although she was not very courageous, she straightened her back, pursed her lips, and looked stubborn.
"Mr. Yuan, I didn't plagiarize, nor did I steal other people's work. That design was my original creation. I haven't shown it to anyone, and I don't know why it's the same as someone else's. But I really didn't plagiarize, please believe me!"
"Do you think I asked you to come in because I don't trust you?" Yuan Yongqin said with a serious face, crossing his hands on the desk.
The young woman quickly raised her head to look at her, then lowered her head in remorse: "I heard from the secretariat that the APE people are here."
"So?" Yuan Yongqin remained calm.
The young woman buried her head and never dared to raise it. Her lips were almost bitten off. She felt pain in her body and even more pain in her heart.
Perhaps the pain of being wrongly accused gave her enough courage. She raised her head again in silence and looked into Yuan Yongqin's eyes with her almond-shaped eyes.
"Mr. Yuan, I didn't plagiarize! I can't prove myself, but I really have never stolen other people's works."
"I know what you're going to tell me. Now it's up to you whether you know what to say."
Yuan Yongqin sat up straight and leaned back in her chair, as if she had merged into the large leather swivel chair. The white shirt with a lotus collar made her look both feminine and capable as a career woman. Yuan Yongqin was elegant and decent in every move she made.
Seeing the young woman's red and swollen eyes full of confusion, she said calmly: "Since you have the courage to come to my office, you should also have the courage to repeat what you said before in front of the APE staff. Is that okay?"
"… "
Tao Leyi stood there in a daze, numb, and couldn't believe his ears.
Yuan Yongqin stared at her again with sharp eyes, majestic and wise: "Why? You only dare to say this to me?"
"No, it's not." Tao Leyi shook her head frantically, tears welling up again. She wiped away her tears with her hands, crying and laughing: "I, I am willing to tell them."
Yuan Yongqin looked at her like she was her own child, smiled, and said to her, "Come on, why are you crying? Don't cry like this in front of the people from APE! Otherwise they will think we are easy to bully."
"Okay." Tao Leyi felt a lump in his throat and couldn't help crying again.
Before tears fell, she quickly bent down 90 degrees and held back her tears: "Thank you, Mr. Yuan, thank you."
Yuan Yongqin's eyes softened and her tone was much gentler. She said to her, "Okay, go out and wash your face and take a rest. When their people come, I'll let Su Mo call you."
Tao Leyi straightened up obediently, looked at Yuan Yongqin, sniffed, and suppressed his sadness: "Okay, Mr. Yuan, I'll go out first."
Yuan Yongqin waved her hand: "Go ahead."
Tao Leyi bowed to her silently again and quietly pushed the door open and went out.
Although Yuan Yongqin didn't say anything, she saw her actions. When the others left, she couldn't help but laugh: "This kid..."
From the beginning to the end, she never doubted whether the designers of her group had plagiarized or copied other works.
SEVEN's design department was led by Qiao Nian.
Each of them has backbone.
A large part of SEVEN's designs incorporates a lot of cultural heritage skills accumulated over history. Many of the designers are very young and have a unique pride in the 5,000-year-old Chinese culture. How could they allow themselves to leave a stain on the heritage of their ancestors
(End of this chapter)