CHAPTER 490: CHAPTER 490

Despite Fu Wangning’s attempts to make excuses, Fu Youhan only needed to see her swollen red eyes to guess what was happening.

"Did the old master ask you to follow me?"

Fu Wangning immediately looked like a child who had done something wrong and nodded her head with eyes downcast.

"Wangning, believe me, he wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you," Fu Youhan tried to convince her.

But such persuasion was too feeble for Fu Wangning.

"Brother Han, please do me a favor. Just let me hitch a ride on your private jet. As long as he sees that I’m leaving with you, that will be enough."

Fu Wangning was on the verge of tears, and eventually, Fu Youhan relented.

"Alright, prepare yourself for the plane at noon, and stop crying."

Fu Wangning nodded her head, wiped away her tears, and showed a smile: "Thank you, Brother Han."

Fu Youhan gave a nod of his head without saying anything.

*

At the same time, Jiang Moxi and Old Master Feng had finished breakfast and were on their way to the fashion show venue.

However, upon arrival, Jiang Moxi found that there were more journalists than fans and consumers at the venue.

But currently, Jiang Moxi’s identity had not been revealed, so no one paid her much attention, and she entered backstage smoothly.

Xie Ling was backstage, directing the models on how to wear today’s new products and styles.

The models even asked Xie Ling, "Are you sure that Designer X will really come today?"

"Don’t play jokes on everyone each time! It’s fine for us; we’re used to being tricked. But those socialites are all tough characters to deal with!"

"I think if the socialites don’t get to see Designer X this time, they definitely won’t let it go. Director Xie, I think you should confirm with Designer X again."

In addition to this, other models were asking, "Are you sure that Designer X’s new products won’t clash with Weifeng again?"

Xie Ling replied, "Designer X will definitely show up this time; I guarantee it. But as for whether the designs will clash, I’m not sure. Weifeng’s show is going to start before ours, so we’ll know then, right?"

As Xie Ling was speaking, he saw Jiang Moxi enter the backstage and quickly dispersed the models around him to talk to Jiang Moxi.

"Do you want to change into a different outfit and have your makeup done? I’ve prepared a few sets of clothes for you here!"

Xie Ling had arranged all this after learning that Jiang Moxi would attend the show.

After all, this was Yunshang’s chief designer X, making a public appearance for the first time, and of course, it had to be as grand as possible.

But Jiang Moxi said, "No need, I think what I’m wearing today is quite good."

Xie Ling instinctively took in Jiang Moxi’s attire.

Jiang Moxi was wearing a slim-fitting, smoky blue dress; the pleated slimming design from her chest down to her waist and abdomen emphasized her figure.

Coupled with her originally fair skin and her delicate, picturesque facial features.

Even without makeup or styling, she looked like a shimmering, enchanting mermaid.

So Xie Ling also gave up on the idea of having Jiang Moxi change clothes and have her makeup done, picked up a tablet, and said to her, "Since you’re not changing, let’s watch Weifeng’s show first."

Jiang Moxi was curious too about whether Jiang Weiwei would release her works again, so she watched the Weifeng new product launch with Xie Ling backstage.

But as the Weifeng show progressed, Xie Ling’s face grew increasingly solemn.

"This black and yellow color-blocked set is the same."

"This set with a red pattern is also the same."

"Damn it, this pink tulle dress is the same too."

...

After the fashion show concluded, Weifeng had released ten new sets of clothes.

Out of those, nine were identical to Yunshang’s new products to be launched today.

What infuriated Xie Ling the most was that, on the live stream of Weifeng’s press conference, praises of Jiang Weiwei’s bold and innovative designs were everywhere.

Some even said that Jiang Weiwei was a Ziwei Star descending upon the world of designers.

In short, all the adoration was heaped upon Jiang Weiwei and Weifeng.

Of course, as the plagiarist, designer X inevitably found himself subject to public shaming post-mortem.

"I think designer X has run out of talent; he hasn’t released much new work in recent years."

"Run out of talent? Then just announce your exit from the world of design; why resort to plagiarism?"

"I used to like designer X so much, and now I feel equally strong hate for how he has destroyed his own reputation."

"Designer X, get out of the design circle!"

...

After seeing so many infuriating comments, Xie Ling couldn’t help but start quarrelling with those people in the live chat.

"Don’t comment if you don’t know the truth."

"Your mother gave you a brain to think, not to follow others blindly."

"A bunch of morons! How do you know it was designer X who copied Jiang Weiwei, and not the other way around?"

"Just wait to have your faces slapped, a bunch of fools!"

At this moment, the person in charge of the event came over to notify Xie Ling, "Director Xie, it’s time; you need to go on stage."

"Go on stage then, just take care of the arrangements."

Fuming, Xie Ling only wished to continue cursing at these people’s ancestors in the live chat.

Then the person in charge informed, "The models also saw the Weifeng press conference just now, and noticed that the clothes there are identical to ours; now none of them are willing to go up."

Xie Ling immediately furrowed his brows and looked at Jiang Moxi, "What should we do now?"

"It’s fine, you persuade them to go on stage; leave everything else to me," said Jiang Moxi.

But before Xie Ling left, Jiang Moxi also instructed, "Right, change the order of the showcase, do it just like how they did."

Annoyed, Xie Ling responded, "I feel like once the show starts, it’s going to be a critical hit."

"That’s exactly the effect we want."

"If I get attacked, you have to protect me."

Not only were their new products directly clashing with Weifeng’s, even the presentation sequence was identical; Xie Ling felt that whether they were haters or fans, all were about to face a major impact.

With such intense emotions, who knows what could happen?

Yet Jiang Moxi said, "I’ve brought some people with me today; they won’t let you get hurt."

Hearing this, Xie Ling felt considerably more at ease.

The people Miss Xi brought were naturally the bodyguards from the Feng Family.

And in the whole Emperor City, the quality and capability of Feng Family’s bodyguards were undoubtedly top-notch.

The likelihood of anyone getting past these bodyguards to hurt them was nearly impossible.

Therefore, Xie Ling adjusted the models’ entrance sequence as per Jiang Moxi’s earlier instruction.

"Director Xie, can we really do this? Not only did we copy others, but now we are even following the same sequence as them. Can we really reconcile that with our conscience?"

"Yeah, if we do this, I’m really afraid no one will dare to use us in the future."

The models were still hesitant and scared to go on stage.

But Xie Ling had promised Jiang Moxi, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and tell them, "Don’t worry, others may copy from our house, but we never copy from anyone. If you’re worried about not being hired in the future, I’ll take care of your retirement for you."

With Xie Ling’s generous words, the models gained confidence and began to make their entrances one by one!

However, as Xie Ling had previously said, the press conference started with a critical hit...