Shen Zhiqing, who was busy working on the half-finished design, did not notice at all that there was a 360-degree ultra-high-definition camera just above her head, which happened to completely capture the entire process of what she was doing, and even the person in front of her. I took a rough look at the design drawings.

But the burning gaze behind her did not escape her sensory area.

She subconsciously turned her head and cast an unfriendly look at the waiter who had been staring at her.

The waiter also recognized her, and when she turned around, he looked away, and their eyes did not collide.

When Shen Zhiqing stood up, her legs were numb, but she didn't feel much of it. She strode out of the coffee shop, as if she had seen Shen Ling defeated and handed Time Studio back to her intact.

A sick girl is not qualified to compete with her for things. In Shen Zhiqing's eyes, wherever there is any trace of the founder of Time Studio, those things belong to her.

Shen Ling sneezed invisibly. She looked in the direction of the door, thinking that someone was talking about her behind her back again.

Jiang Xiangyang was kicked out of the studio by his partners because of Shen Zhiqing's case. Now he can only work alone. After finally getting a little better at work, Shen Zhiqing came to visit him.

He subconsciously glanced at the door that was closed by Shen Zhiqing, with an unkind expression on his face: "How dare you appear in front of me? Do you know what you have done? Who gave you the courage to appear in front of me again?"

"Oh, Jiang Xiangyang, you really got the advantage and behaved well. Don't think that I don't know how much you got from me before." It was really uncomfortable to be with this Jiang Xiangyang behind Fu Huwen's back.

Especially since he has some special hobbies...

Facing Shen Zhiqing's obviously displeased gaze, Jiang Xiangyang narrowed his eyes provocatively at Shen Zhiqing: "Don't I deserve all those things? What's more, when you are under me, you Isn’t it very comfortable?”

Shen Zhiqing really didn't know where Jiang Xiangyang got the face to say such things to her so normally.

In embarrassment, she grabbed the document bag with the design drawings in her hand and threw it in front of Jiang Xiangyang's face... "Okay, I'm here to give you money today."

"Send money? Oh, how can a woman like you be so good?" As he said this, Jiang Xiangyang reached out and opened the document bag.

When he saw the design drawing in the document bag, he was startled, and his movements while holding the design drawing became cautious: "Did you design this?" This should not be designed by Shen Zhiqing's brain.

Although Jiang Xiangyang didn't have much actual contact with Shen Zhiqing, she could somewhat see Shen Zhiqing's personal style. She was definitely not someone who could create such a delicate design.

Shen Zhiqing curled her lips, but she didn't pretend to be a ghost.

She glanced at the design drawing and leaned into Jiang Xiangyang's ear, and chuckled: "Yes, this design drawing is not mine, but my sister's, but she was not satisfied with the design drawing and threw it away before she finished it. I felt it was a pity, so I took it back."

It's actually a very simple thing to follow the first draft and finish it.

Jiang Xiangyang naturally understood Shen Zhiqing's meaning easily, and the curve of his mouth suddenly lost its warmth: "It seems like you really made this design your own?"

"Otherwise? I finished the painting, so isn't it my manuscript? Who knew it was an unfinished manuscript?" Shen Zhiqing's expression showed a bit of obvious sarcasm.

When he was in the court, Jiang Xiangyang had lost a lot of face. Now that he finally had the chance to regain his face, he was very happy. Everyone wanted to see the person who had cheated him suffer a big loss.

"Then you have to protect this design." Jiang Xiangyang pointed out.

He didn't really believe Shen Zhiqing's reason why Shen Ling didn't want the manuscript and threw it away. After all, even he could see how much effort Shen Ling had put into this manuscript, and he wanted to throw it away... as As a designer, it's like a mother losing her own son.

Where in the world are there parents who are really willing to lose their own flesh and blood?

Shen Zhiqing had no idea that Jiang Xiangyang had already seen half of her plan. She was a little anxious: "This design drawing will be worthless if I keep it in my hand. As you know, Designer Jiang, the design drawings are all fresh." degree."

Maybe the number of designers who can receive this design drawing will be reduced by half in the next second.

At this time, Shen Ling had already received the news. As expected, Shen Zhiqing still had contact with Jiang Xiangyang. She didn't know where she got the courage to get involved with Jiang Xiangyang so openly.

She sat in the car and looked at the building with Jiang Xiangyang's studio from a distance.

Shen Ling has always sent people to keep an eye on Jiang Xiangyang's movements. She has always suspected that there must be some ulterior secret between Jiang Xiangyang and Shen Zhiqing.

But seeing how familiar Shen Zhiqing was, Shen Ling gradually began to have a bolder idea in her heart.

She took a deep breath and looked at the time on her phone.

Shen Zhiqing has been up there for more than half an hour.

Jiang Xiangyang looked at Shen Zhiqing intently, as if it took him a while to digest Shen Zhiqing's words. He looked at Shen Zhiqing calmly: "It's not impossible, but you have to promise that when the time comes, If discovered, the responsibility remains yours alone."

He, Jiang Xiangyang, is just an introducer, and he has nothing to do with anything else.

The last incident had already made Jiang Xiangyang wary.

Shen Zhiqing raised the corners of her lips in a funny way: "Do you think... as long as you do this, you can escape joint liability?"

The last time the court didn't pursue the case, it was just because there was insufficient evidence and she was too careful.

But this time, Shen Zhiqing herself was not sure whether Shen Ling had a complete manuscript in hand.

As long as the subsequent design is not based on the original drawing, it will be difficult to be exactly the same as the first draft.

Jiang Xiangyang glanced at Shen Zhiqing, with disapproval on his face: "If not, I would rather not offend that woman." He had no necessary need to offend someone like Shen Ling, not to mention that it was him last time. Doing things yourself is too hasty.

It left clues for people.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fallen so quickly.

"Don't Designer Jiang hold grudges against that woman for causing you to lose your job and lose face?" Shen Zhiqing asked deliberately.
Chapter completed!