Chapter four hundred and thirty seventh nothing
Shen Zhiqing's expression began to become more solemn in a few seconds. She really didn't expect that Mi Nian would turn her back so quickly.
It's obvious that she was the one who got rid of her first. When the people who helped her haven't reacted yet, when will it be their turn to think of ways to get rid of her?
Are you kidding me?
As she spoke, Shen Zhiqing took out her mobile phone and waved the MMS in front of Mi Nian: "You didn't expect that I still have this MMS. If any of them knew that my picture was really plagiarized, , you, the seller’s helper seeking glory, cannot escape.”
"Seller seeking honor? Helper?" Mi Nian chuckled, as if Shen Zhiqing was talking about a stranger.
Shen Zhiqing frowned and began to have a bad premonition.
"Have you forgotten what you have done? Well, these text message records of mine can remind you."
Shen Zhiqing believes that with these irrefutable text message records, it is impossible for Mi Nian to escape.
With that said, she was about to read the signature of the text message.
Little did they know that in order to send her these text messages, Mi Nian had already set up an unknown mobile phone number.
Therefore, if Shen Zhiqing follows those phone numbers, she will not be found.
Shen Zhiqing dialed the unfamiliar number, but did not hear the unexpected ringtone.
She turned pale: "Did you mute your phone?"
Mi Nian seemed to have just remembered, took out his mobile phone and waved it in front of Shen Zhiqing.
"As soon as my phone left the venue, the sound was turned on again, but the phone number that Designer Shen dialed didn't seem to be mine."
Mi Nian still looked innocent as before.
Shen Zhiqing was so angry that she had never thought that Mi Nian would do such a trick to her.
The phone call in my hand was actually dialed, but no one answered.
No one knew that Mi Nian actually carried another old mobile phone in his handbag.
It's very small, just big enough for sending text messages and making phone calls.
But these functions are enough for dealing with Shen Zhiqing.
Seeing Shen Zhiqing's chest rising and falling with anger and being speechless, Mi Nian became even more innocent: "So, Designer Shen, do you have anything else to do? Sister Shen Ling said she wanted to take me to something. The celebration banquet should be impatient now."
These words were harsh to Shen Zhiqing's ears. If it weren't for that dead girl Shen Ling, she would be the one going to the celebration banquet today.
Thinking about this matter, Shen Zhiqing became more and more unwilling. She looked at Mi Nian fiercely: "Why did you give me that design drawing in the first place?"
Mi Nian wanted to laugh when she mentioned this. She sneered: "I remember that the person who helped Designer Shen should have given Designer Shen several design drawings at once, hoping that Designer Shen would be smart and combine them. It’s copied exactly as it is, but it’s just a structure that designer Shen doesn’t seem to have a brain in.”
So I can't think of this.
If Shen Zhiqing hadn't copied it exactly, maybe we wouldn't be in such a passive situation today.
The worst result is just two working days.
Following Mi Nian's train of thought, Shen Zhiqing's face began to turn pale. Damn it, if a little girl could think of something, why didn't she think of it?
Obviously you can draw a good picture through those design drawings.
As everyone knows, Shen Zhiqing actually had this idea at first, but the greed in her bones made this idea disappear again.
She thought about using Shen Ling's design drawings to solve a few more tasks, so that she would not be so passive in front of Jiang Xiangyang.
Jiang Xiangyang... Damn it, how could she forget Jiang Xiangyang? How should she explain to Jiang Xiangyang when she goes back?
While Shen Zhiqing was in a daze, Mi Nian turned around and looked for Shen Ling. The venue for the celebration banquet was not far away, just downstairs.
Looking at the appearance of the snake in the cup, Mi thought for once that this was the life she imagined she should have lived.
However, her parents' family background was ordinary. Although they were better off than the average family, they had almost run out of money and food to support her through design school.
It is almost impossible to send her to a higher education, and her parents have become more and more resentful towards her since they had a younger brother.
Shi Chang said at the dinner table that if it hadn't been for her to go to school, they would still be able to save some money now, and their lives wouldn't be like this now, with not one month out of the month.
Therefore, her parents were even more strict with her. She had to give most of her monthly salary to her family, and the remaining money in her hands was barely enough to eat.
She can't even afford to get sick.
Noticing the stunned look of Mi Nian behind him, Shen Ling thought she was still struggling with the matter between Shen Zhiqing, but the ridicule on her lips turned into comfort: "Okay, my sister is like that, useless. People are nothing in her eyes."
When Mi Nian heard this, he was stunned. It took him a long time to regain his composure, and he jogged to catch up with Shen Ling. His expression was solemn: "Sister Shen Ling, you mean, you know what happened between me and Designer Shen?"
Shen Ling took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand, and his intoxicated look made Mi Nian take a glass of champagne by mistake.
It's just that she can't learn to taste it like Shen Ling. If she takes a big mouthful, her throat will feel sore and astringent.
Seeing Mi Nianyi painting a gourd but unable to draw anything, Shen Ling's expression finally became much more relaxed. She said nonchalantly: "I've seen you take pictures of design drawings, and what happened today makes me think I guessed the process.”
How can it be as simple as Shen Ling said?
Mi Nian wouldn't believe it.
"Sister Shen Ling, I know I was wrong, so don't hide it from me. Did you know from the beginning why I was taking pictures?" Otherwise, the design drawings she handed over to the project department today would not be like that. One piece.
Although today's design drawing is more than twice as good as the one Shen Ling originally planned to bring out.
"Actually, I don't even know which design drawing you took. You told me yourself."
Shen Ling flipped through the booklet, and the one with the most traces of flipping through it was the design, so she suddenly had the idea to replace it with a design, and inadvertently made Shen Zhiqing look bad.
When a designer draws a design draft, it is of course impossible for a designer to draw only one drawing of a theme. Sometimes, inspiration is often the second or third thing. The later the draft, the clearer the concept can be reflected.
Looking at Shen Ling's meaningful look, Mi Nian nodded in understanding.
She really didn't expect that Shen Ling would see it and be able to tell which design drawing she had taken for Shen Zhiqing.
Chapter completed!