Marry first, fall in love later, Mr. Fu is addicted to her

"Please ask the designer of this yellow skirt to come to my office. I want to compete for the design. Someone said that this skirt was her design, and I have to find out."

Tang Jinxin found the designer of the yellow suspender skirt, Su Xiao, who had worked at Linglong for many years.

Fu Qingcheng took out the pictures in the brochure and asked, "You are the designer of this clothing, right?" Fu Qingcheng asked coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Fu, my name is Su Xiao. This is my new work for the company's design exhibition." Su Xiao saw the design of this skirt next to a trash can the day before yesterday. She thought it was great, so she drew it according to the design. She didn't expect it to be selected.

"But now some people say that you plagiarized her work. What do you say?" Fu Qingcheng looked at Su Xiao.

"Mr. Fu, how could I have copied someone else? This was drawn by me. I can show you my design draft." Su Xiao took out his design manuscript.

Fu Qingcheng flipped through Su Xiao's design drafts. Except for the yellow skirt, the others were too ordinary and unremarkable.

"Then can you explain why your design style has changed so quickly? I saw that your previous design drafts were all conservative, but this work is very bold and has personality." Fu Qingcheng asked the point at once.

"Mr. Fu, it's like this. I think young people nowadays like this style, so I designed a skirt like this. I hope everyone will like it." Su Xiao said without changing his expression.

"I'll ask you again, are you sure you drew this yourself?" Although Fu Qingcheng felt that there was no evidence to prove that Su Xiao's work was plagiarized, the difference between it and her previous works was too great. She was still suspected of plagiarism.

"Yes, I drew it myself, Mr. Fu."

Fu Qingcheng called Fang Lin and said, "Fang Lin, check the surveillance camera near the trash can where Aunt Liu dumped the trash. See if anyone has picked up Shen Yuwan's design draft from nearby."

"Mr. Fu, the trash can is a blind spot for surveillance and there is no way to check." Fang Lin looked at the surveillance and found that there was no way to check at all at the trash can. There were many people coming and going every day, so there was still no way to determine who took away Shen Yuwan's design draft.

"Okay, I got it." Fu Qingcheng was in a dilemma. He had no way to confirm whether Su Xiao had plagiarized, but Shen Yuwan had also drawn it directly, and there were many clothing line drawings in similar styles, so Shen Yuwan's words were more credible.

"Okay, you guys go back first. I will look into this matter again, but this yellow dress cannot participate in this design exhibition." Fu Qingcheng said coldly.

“But Mr. Fu…” Lidya Su still wanted to fight for it.

"Needless to say, our company doesn't want controversial works. Also, if this is really your design, I hope you can come up with better works in the future to convince everyone. Go back."

Tang Jinxin took Su Xiao out of Fu Qingcheng's office.

"Su Xiao, you didn't really plagiarize other people's work, did you? You are a veteran employee of the company. This is a big taboo for designers." After listening to some of Fu Qingcheng's words, Tang Jinxin also had a little doubt about Su Xiao.

"Manager Tang, I didn't." How could Su Xiao admit that she had peeked at the design draft? It was such a good opportunity. Although the chance to shine this time was stopped, there might be a better chance next time.

"Okay, then I hope this won't happen again next time. Didn't you see that Mr. Fu was very angry today?"

Tang Jinxin and Su Xiao chatted all the way to the office.

Fu Qingcheng was now thinking about how to tell Shen Yuwan. He walked to Shen Yuwan's office and knocked on the door. "I'm coming in."

Shen Yuwan has been drawing her design.

"As for the matter of the yellow suspender skirt, I asked the designer who submitted the design today, but she still refused to admit that she plagiarized. But I looked at her previous designs, and they were definitely not in this style. So, I asked her to stop the exhibition of this skirt." Fu Qingcheng looked at Shen Yuwan, but she still ignored him.

Fu Qingcheng continued, "In fact, I also checked the surveillance, but Fang Lin really didn't find any useful information. The trash can is a blind spot."

"Okay, you don't have to say anything. I know you helped check it, thank you. But you are also responsible for the loss of my design draft. My design draft is so obvious that even if it fell on the ground, it would not be thrown away as garbage. So, in the future, you should not let others clean my office. I am afraid that all my things will be lost. I will clean my office myself in the future."

Oh my god, Shen Yuwan, what are you talking about! If a design draft is lost, it's lost. You can draw a lot of such design drafts. What the hell is it to clean the office by yourself? Can you really clean the office by yourself? Will the office be covered with dust in the future? Fu Qingcheng, you must not agree to this! Shen Yuwan's head was fighting at this time.

"Okay, since you've made up your mind, I respect your decision. You can clean up your office yourself from now on." Fu Qingcheng couldn't believe his ears. She would clean up her office by herself? If he told her, she probably wouldn't believe it herself. He would just agree to it and observe for a few days. When she couldn't do it, she would probably come and tell him.

Shen Yuwan's heart finally died. Fu Qingcheng, are you really going to let me clean the office by myself? This office is not big, but not small either. It's about 50 or 60 square meters. If I have to clean the office by myself, how can I draw my design in the future? Help!

"Well, nothing else, I'll go back to the office first." Fu Qingcheng returned to the office. Shen Yuwan continued to draw the manuscript in her office. While drawing, Shen Yuwan looked up at Fu Qingcheng across from her. He looked very handsome when he was working seriously. How about drawing a picture for him?

Shen Yuwan looked at Fu Qingcheng while drawing. After a while, a handsome and cold face was drawn on Shen Yuwan's design draft.

"It seems that he is still suitable for not talking. Once he talks, it makes people a little angry." Shen Yuwan closed the design book. Today's work ends here, and the rest of the time can be slack. Shen Yuwan opened today's fashion news and took a look. She really wanted to go back to fashion design. Now following this big devil, I don't know when I can get back to my original job.

Fu Qingcheng looked at the design drawings that Shen Yuwan drew beside his desk. It turned out that she had some talent. Why not put her in the fashion design department? No, it's not the right time yet. She can't leave him. Countless questions flashed through Fu Qingcheng's mind, but there were no answers.