Chapter 29: Plagiarism

Chapter 29: Chapter 29: Plagiarism

The Mole watched in astonishment. Just as the tip of his sharp dagger was about to plunge into Ye Feng’s chest, Ye Feng’s right hand shot up. Parting his index and middle fingers, he caught the blade between them. No matter how hard the Mole pushed, the dagger wouldn’t budge another inch.

The assassin’s eyebrows shot up. He knew the power behind his strike—it could pierce a steel plate. Yet Ye Feng had stopped his all-out attack with just two fingers. He finally realized Ye Feng was no pushover.

He was smart, too. Not wanting to prolong the fight, he released the dagger and stomped his feet, preparing to retreat. But in the next instant, Ye Feng’s hand shot out like a flash, seizing him by the neck and lifting him into the air. He struggled, but it was useless; he couldn’t break free. Staring at Ye Feng, his eyes finally filled with dread.

"Friend, we don’t have any history. Why are you coming after me?"

Ye Feng looked at him and said with a faint smile, "Pal, cut the crap. Just tell me, who hired you to do this?"

The Mole looked at Ye Feng and rasped, "In your dreams. I’ll die before I betray my client."

"Oh, you’ll talk," Ye Feng said with a small smile. He pulled a silver needle from his pocket and swiftly jabbed it into the pressure point just below the Mole’s nose.

...

「Half an hour later.」

Ye Feng looked down at the unconscious Mole and said calmly, "I told you you’d say everything. Now do you believe me?"

With that, he hauled up the Mole and quickly disappeared.

...

「The next morning.」

Wang Luyao and her vice president, Chen Yan, headed for the Jiangcheng Hotel.

The Great Xia Annual Fashion Design Competition was being held there. By the time the two of them arrived, the vast hall of the Jiangcheng Hotel was already packed with VIPs and bustling with people.

Wang Luyao and Chen Yan found a place to sit down. Just then, someone came and sat beside Wang Luyao, smiling as he spoke.

"President Wang, you’re looking well today. Even more beautiful, in fact!"

The newcomer wore an Armani suit, and a Vacheron Constantin watch gleamed on his wrist. He was decent-looking enough, but the dark circles under his eyes spoke volumes about his character.

It was Li Chao, the young president of the Green Leaf Group, Jiangcheng’s number one garment manufacturing conglomerate.

Wang Luyao’s brow furrowed slightly at the sight of Li Chao.

Li Chao had been pursuing her relentlessly. Although she had already rejected him in no uncertain terms, he clung to her like a persistent rash. The sight of him disgusted Wang Luyao, but she gave him a slight nod out of courtesy.

Li Chao sat down beside Wang Luyao, his gaze brazenly roaming over her body.

Wang Luyao shifted slightly to the side to avoid Li Chao’s presumptuous gaze, her brow furrowing slightly.

Li Chao smirked and said, "President Wang, I heard your company is facing some trouble. Why don’t you collaborate with the Green Leaf Group?

"Don’t worry, I’ll help you solve all your problems!"

Wang Luyao replied coldly, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I believe I can get through this crisis with my own abilities."

"Get through this crisis? Heh," Li Chao chuckled. "President Wang, you’re hoping to stand out at this design competition, get a huge number of orders, and escape your predicament, right? But let me tell you this in no uncertain terms: you don’t have a chance in this competition. The winner will definitely be me!"

Wang Luyao smiled contemptuously. "President Li, Angel Clothing Group’s design capabilities have always been ahead of yours, haven’t they? This time, I believe we’ll be leaving the competition in the dust."

Li Chao smiled faintly. "President Wang, why don’t we make a bet? If you can really pull off a win today, I, Li Chao, will never bother you again. But if the Green Leaf Group wins, how about you agree to be my girlfriend?"

"You..." Hearing Li Chao’s insolent words, Wang Luyao’s pretty face instantly grew cold. "Don’t worry, you won’t have any opportunity to."

"So certain, are we? Then let’s just wait and see, shall we? Haha..." Li Chao burst into boisterous laughter.

Wang Luyao snorted coldly and ignored him completely.

The fashion design competition officially began.

Several large garment companies showcased their design works. A few products received unanimous praise, and everyone was discussing which one would come out on top.

An hour later, a model wearing a design from the Green Leaf Company walked onto the runway.

The moment the model appeared, a great stir went through the crowd.

The piece was based on a qipao but also incorporated popular modern elements, looking both classic and fashionable. Moreover, it showcased the model’s perfect figure to the fullest.

More importantly, the piece incorporated elements of light. Under the spotlights, it reflected dreamlike, fantastical colors that instantly dazzled the onlookers.

Everyone present was a titan of the fashion industry. The moment they saw this piece, they knew it would absolutely take the crown and lead the fashion trends for the next year. Thus, everyone applauded enthusiastically.

But the moment Wang Luyao saw the piece, her expression changed dramatically!

This piece was identical to the new design the Angel Clothing Group had just created, with almost no difference whatsoever.

Wang Luyao understood in an instant. Their design had been plagiarized.

She spun around to glare at Li Chao, her face livid as she snapped, "To think you would plagiarize our work. You’re shameless."

Li Chao spread his hands and chuckled. "President Wang, you’re speaking without any proof. I could sue you for slander, you know. Haha..."

Wang Luyao’s face turned white with anger.

But she also knew that Li Chao was right. Without evidence, she really had no way to prove he had plagiarized her design.

’Does this mean I’m really going to fail completely in this competition?’

’Am I just supposed to stand by and watch helplessly as this bastard plagiarizes my company’s painstaking work?’