The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

The last time Sancia took a remake of Xiao Chuchu's work and took it to a youth photography exhibition, she consulted many lawyers and looked for many similar cases. Most of them lost the case, but she did not give up and was still looking for evidence of victory.

Plagiarism is most difficult to judge in photographic works. Many individual elements or a small number of abstract elements can only be said to be similar in thought, and it is difficult to achieve originality. However, her works have not been seen yet.

If there is a lawsuit before there is conclusive evidence, it is generally judged that the work shot later does not infringe the work shot first.

When Xiao Chuchu heard Su Xi say, "Song Yeshan is also participating", her eyes narrowed.

And Susie didn't stop talking, she continued to listen.

"Sancia represents Shiyanfengxiang. We didn't sign her last speech, but she was signed by Shiyanfengxiang instead. Do you know who the boss of Shiyanfengxiang is?"

Xiao Chuchu shook her head.

"The Pei family, the eldest lady of the Pei family."

Xiao Chuchu's eyes froze, "Pei Shiyan!"

"Yes, it's her. Shiyanfengxiang magazine was established in the middle of last year. The first issue sold tens of millions and became popular in China. But it's not because of the content of the magazine, but because of the star who shot the cover. There was a fire..."

Su Xi was chattering over there, Xiao Chuchu's expression was concentrated, she suddenly understood something, no wonder Song Yeshan had the guts to guard in the middle of the mountain, and there was Mo Yu's framing.

She was still thinking about how Song Yeshan met Pei Shiyan.

It turned out to be a superior-subordinate relationship.

Xiao Chuchu sorted it out, Pei Shiyan threatened Mo Yu, asked Mo Yu to frame her, and arranged for Song Yeshan to meet Mo Yu.

Heh, Pei Shiyan is so scheming, she hides behind her back and directs, and if the matter is revealed, there are two more who will stand behind her.

Song Yeshan probably didn't realize that she was being used by Pei Shiyan until now.

Still foolishly being used by others.

"Chuchu, are you listening?" Suxi had finished speaking, and she called Xiao Chuchu several times but there was no response, thinking that she was not in front of the phone.

Xiao Chuchu was brought back to her senses by her voice, "I'm listening...well, Susie, you can handle the art exhibition according to your own needs. If you think that work is suitable, you can use that to participate in the exhibition. I'll hang up here first, and then contact ah."

As soon as the voice fell, she hung up the phone.

She put down her phone and was about to pick up the hair dryer to dry her hair when the WeChat phone rang again.

Xiao Chuchu picked up the phone again, thinking that Su Xi had something to say, so she called again, so she answered the call without looking at who it was.

But this time there was a deep male voice, "Chu Chu."

Xiao Chuchu was taken aback immediately, and immediately took the phone away from her ear to see who was calling.

However, at first glance, the three characters Li Zijie lit up on the screen.

She opened her eyes wide and quickly hung up the phone.

But in the next second, news of Li Zijie came in.

Li Zijie: Why did you hang up?

Xiao Chuchu saw the message and didn't reply, but he sent two more.

Li Zijie: You just took a shower.

Li Zijie: I am about to blow my hair.

Xiao Chuchu was shocked, how did he know?

Is this room microsurveilled?

If it was monitored, then in the bathroom, she just took a shower...

Xiao Chuchu frowned tightly.

Then the phone rang again.

Li Zijie: Am I right?

Guess!

It turned out to be his guess.

Is this really the case?

Xiao Chuchu was dubious: No, I'm watching a TV series!

Here, Li Zijie in the window next to her stared at the phone and smiled.

The showering and hair-drying sent to her is part of the guess, but it still depends on what he knows about her.

She had lived in his house for a few days, and she washed up at this time, so she sent her a message.

Li Zijie pursed his lips and tapped his fingers on the screen: What drama are you watching? Is it from my company?