He is speaking.
"I have always given the new designer some leeway, hoping that she and the company behind her can correct their mistakes and start over."
"But I didn't expect that the other party not only did not correct the mistake, but instead intensified the spread of rumors online and tried to confuse the truth."
"They even did a lot of small things behind my back, affecting the people around me, so today I stood up and held this press conference, deciding not to show mercy to them anymore and tell the public the truth!"
When Qiao Nian heard this, he chuckled: "Tsk, he won't be in the Oscars next year, I won't watch it!"
Yuan Yongqin did not have her good attitude. She stared at the live broadcast in her office nervously. She also called Su Mo, people from the public relations department, the director of the design department and the person involved.
Everyone else is fine.
Tao Leyi was particularly nervous. He clenched his hands tightly together and sweat broke out on his palms.
She has a clear conscience, but faced with the insults on social media in recent days, some people found her mobile phone number, WeChat and Weibo accounts through various channels and sent messages to insult her.
She was under tremendous psychological pressure and hadn't slept well for several days. She could only fall asleep with the help of sleeping pills prescribed by the hospital.
After a few days, Tao Leyi's mental state was extremely bad. His face was pale, his eyelids were swollen and weak, and he looked dazed and uneasy.
If it weren’t for Yuan Yongqin who always encouraged her and stood firmly with her.
I'm afraid Tao Leyi would have been defeated by public opinion long ago.
The only reason she was able to sit here and watch Lagerfeld's press conference was because of the encouragement from her colleagues in the company.
"Yuan, President Yuan."
Yuan Yongqin took some time out of her busy schedule to see Tao Leyi, who was also very nervous. She gave her a reassuring look, calmed down, and said softly, "Don't worry, we'll see."
"Yeah." Tao Leyi calmed himself down and looked over.
On the projection, Mr. Lagerfeld was passionately saying to the media below: "She plagiarized my work, this is a fact."
"I have witnesses."
Tao Leyi felt extremely miserable as he looked at the master-level figure who was sitting there with a solemn expression on his face, as if he could not tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes.
This person used to be her idol. But now her idol is lying to everyone.
Say she plagiarized.
But she obviously did not plagiarize. It was her own work, a work she worked hard day and night to find inspiration and design.
Why did Maestro Lagerfeld lie
What was even more unacceptable to Tao Leyi was yet to come.
After Lagerfeld finished speaking, the staff led a young man from Asia to the stage and sat in a corner.
When the camera is pointed at that person.
Tao Leyi screamed: "Senior?!"
Yuan Yongqin and the people in the office looked at her.
She seemed to have lost her soul, and could not believe what she saw. She muttered to herself, "How could it be him? Why is he here?"
Yuan Yongqin held her forehead with her hand, almost guessing what was going to happen next.
She lowered her voice and said to the other end of the video call: "It seems that the other party has been prepared for a long time. They are trying to frame me."
…
The young man on the other end of the line pulled over the microphone, adjusted his position, and looked at the huge crowd of media below the stage, feeling extremely nervous.
"I… "
He was unsure and subconsciously looked at Lagerfeld.
See Lagerfeld nod at him.
He seemed to muster up his courage, took a deep breath, looked back at the reporters, and said, "I am Midi Huang."
(End of this chapter)