He didn't go to Ladson directly. Ladson actually dared to come to him directly, so don't blame him for being rude.

There was a "boom", as if a huge thunder exploded in his ears, and Ladson's mind went blank.

Eight years have passed, and he has long forgotten how he plagiarized.

But he wouldn't have known that at that time, God's Right Hand had already become famous.

This is Yunlan’s royal designer!

Ladson's face turned pale.

What he copied turned out to be God’s right hand?

No, the most important thing is that Si Fuqing, who was only in his early teens eight years ago, was the most talented designer after Gu Wenzhu?

All the strength in Ladson's body was lost. He took a few steps back and fell to the ground, his eyes empty and numb.

Gu Wenzhu's face was full of anger. He turned his head and said to the secretary beside him: "The right hand of God is the core bone of Lan. He copied many of her designs. Although they were only drafts, they also brought losses in reputation and property.

The amount of damage involved is too great and must be dealt with immediately!"

The secretary responded and immediately called An Bao and Lan's legal team.

Ladson was taken directly away from Lan headquarters.

No matter how much he begged, it was of no use.

A top designer died like this, which made the whole Internet a little sad.

But more attention focused on Si Fuqing.

[I suddenly discovered a blind spot. Do you still remember the dance costumes worn by Xie Yu's group in "Youth" last year? It must have been designed by Si Fuqing!]

[Si Fuqing’s strength explains what it means to do it herself when something happens.]

[Stop talking, I’m going to follow Si Fuqing right now. Just because she knows so much, I’m a fan!]

Mousse: "..."

Only when you really become a fan do you realize how exhausted you are mentally and physically.

**

"Light" crew.

During the break, Si Fuqing was also designing clothes.

For her, there is no need to spend more money to hire other people for things she can do.

Gu Wenzhu arrived at the set after being escorted by Qu Lingyun.

He didn't want to say anything to Qu Lingyun at all, so he directly found Si Fuqing and locked Qu Lingyun out.

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow: "Teacher, your legs and feet are pretty good recently."

"It's not bad." Gu Wenzhu pushed up his glasses, "I have been drinking the tea you gave me, and my bones have become more active."

Si Fuqing nodded: "Then when you leave, I will prepare some more for you."

The master and apprentice chatted for a few more words, and Gu Wenzhu went out.

Looking at Qu Lingyun who had been waiting for him, Gu Wenzhu couldn't bear it, and finally asked: "Do you feel that there is something familiar?"

"Familiar?" Qu Lingyun was stunned, "What place are you referring to?"

Gu Wenzhu endured it: "During filming, did you regain the same feeling as before? Did you feel that you and the leading actor cooperated well?"

"Okay, of course." Qu Lingyun was quite happy, "She is more diligent than A Lan."

Gu Wenzhu was instantly furious: "Go away! Go to the hospital and have your brain checked!"

If he had known that when he accepted a disciple, he should have borrowed a set of IQ testing equipment to test the disciple's IQ.

Qu Lingyun was very confused, but he did not dare to refute Gu Wenzhu's words. He could only sit in front of the camera and watch the filmed clips over and over, trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Shanglu walked into the lounge,

"Miss Si, we found it," he said. "Someone sent an email to Ladson, and the IP address was encrypted, but it was just a very simple method."

"I followed the method you taught me and easily found the sender's real address and information."

Si Fuqing took it and raised his eyebrows when he saw Feng Zhaoyi's name: "I see, let's go and ask for leave. Let's take someone with us and go to Nanzhou."

Shang Lu nodded and went out to ask for leave from Qu Lingyun.

Qu Lingyun didn't really want to let him go.

But Si Fuqing has already completed the filming for the next three days and used the word "volume" to its extreme. He seems to have no reason not to approve the fakes.

Many actors were busy playing, but Si Fuqing turned out to be more active than the director.

Qu Lingyun asked Si Fuqing to leave very tiredly, and before he could sit down in his chair, he was scolded by Gu Wenzhu again.

**

Nanzhou.

Fengcheng is the capital city of Nanzhou and the domain of the Feng family.

After Feng Zhaoyi's family of three was expelled from Feng City by the order of the elder of the Feng family, they had only a little savings left and could only continue to live in a small town along the coast.

The climate and conditions of the small town are very good, but they are far from comparable to big cities like Windy City.

Inside the house, Feng Zhaoyi's physical condition was indeed very good. After two or three days of rest, he was able to get out of bed.

She habitually opened the computer and first saw the email replied by Ladson.

Feng Zhaoyi clicked it, thinking that it was Ladson who had specially written a letter to thank her, which made her whole body feel happy.

But she just read one line and her expression changed instantly.

Ladson scolded her very harshly, and even scolded her whether she was working with Si Fuqing to deliberately fish for him, hoping to discredit him and remove him from the international design community.

For a moment, Feng Zhaoyi failed to realize what Ladson meant.

Her hands trembled and she immediately logged into Weibo.

The most searched term on Weibo has long been changed.

#SiFuqing,genius designer#

#ladesonplagiarism#

#Almighty Secretary Goddess#

These entries one after another made Feng Zhaoyi unbelievable. She opened her eyes wide and stared at the fresh news, and her whole body started to tremble.

How is this possible?

She doesn't believe it!

No matter how stupid Ladson was, he couldn't be stupid enough to copy Si Fuqing's design.

But the facts are before our eyes, Ladson is the real plagiarist, and he has plagiarized more than one design.

Feng Zhaoyi's complexion gradually turned pale.

She actually inadvertently helped Si Fuqing gain more popularity. Not only did she fail to make her famous in the entertainment industry, but she became a god again.

People's time and energy are limited. Where did Si Fuqing learn these things? Can he still learn them?

Feng Zhaoyi stared blankly at the computer screen, her self-confidence completely destroyed.

She can do it, and Si Fuqing can do it too.

Si Fuqing knows it, but she doesn’t even understand the basics!

"Yiyi!" Mrs. Feng came back from outside in a panic, "Yiyi, have you read the news? Si Fuqing is the original one. Has your strategy worked?"

Feng Zhaoyi was dumbfounded and couldn't say a word.

It took a long time for her to come back to her senses, her eyes were red: "I still have a chance, still!"

She immediately dug out Zero's communication method from the memo on her phone, typing on the keyboard with trembling fingers.

[Dear Sir, you have been out on missions all the time, but you didn’t know that the woman you treated with sincerity also openly raised a pretty boy. This pretty boy’s name is Yu Xiheng. He is a cripple with disabled legs. They worked together and made a sorry mistake.

It’s your matter, I hope you can investigate this matter thoroughly!]

After Feng Zhaoyi finished sending this email, he leaned limply on the chair, his facial muscles twitching.

Si Fuqing supported Yu Xiheng. She admitted this personally and couldn't lie.

Feng Zhaoyi didn't believe that his boss could turn defeat into victory in this matter.

She closed her eyes: "Mom, I'm tired. I didn't check clearly. I will pay more attention in the future..."

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open.

Father Feng was thrown to the ground.

Mrs. Feng was startled and hurriedly stepped forward: "Husband!"
To be continued...