The press conference held by Wu Mei was quickly uploaded to the Internet, which made Lu Tao hesitate. He was a little unsure whether he should trust Song Yanran or not.

Lu Peng, who was in Lu Zhai, also quickly got the news, and a flash of light burst out in his sharp eyes. If Mo Yue's reputation was damaged, Bai Yang would be angry to death.

Since Bai Yang was clinging to him, why should he give up such a good opportunity?

With a face full of danger, he called the butler and told him his innermost plan. The butler turned around and walked out without any hesitation.

Within a few hours, the story about the theft of Wu Mei’s design draft was revealed. A designer named Liu Mo stood up and said to many reporters, “I saw this product on the video today called

When I saw the happy work, I was very surprised, because it took a month to design a gift for my wife, but I didn’t expect that I lost this manuscript paper a while ago. I thought I would never find it again, but I didn’t expect to be able to come back today.

In my hand." As he said this, he stared at the manuscript paper in his hand particularly melancholy.

"Mr. Liu, do you mean to say that you personally took this manuscript from the backstage of the fashion show?" asked a reporter with a video camera.

Liu Mo shook his head, "No, my little daughter got it back. I have already reprimanded her. Although her actions are somewhat undesirable, her filial piety still makes me, a father, very touched."

Liu Mo is a relatively well-known designer in City B. He was once a legend in the design world. Now he stands up and says that this work is his, which increases his credibility. After all, he has the ability.

"Did Mr. Bai of the Bai Group pick up this work of yours?"

Liu Mo raised his hand and faced the camera, "No, I'm not sure either."

"But this work was created by Mr. Bai."

Liu Mo looked embarrassed, with a bit of regret, "I didn't sign this work. Even if it was picked up, I couldn't find the owner of this work, so I can't blame Miss Bai. I can't be blamed for it."

It is my greatest pleasure to express the design concept of this work, and it also allows me to give an explanation to my wife."

His specious words made many people and reporters hate Mo Yue. He just picked up the manuscript paper and refused to return it, but he shamelessly showed other people's works in a fashion show. Is there anything more outrageous than this?

"Do you want to pursue Mr. Liu's case?"

Liu Mo shook his head, "No, I won't pursue it, because Miss Bai is not wrong in this matter. I should thank her for showing my work to everyone through the fashion show."

"Mr. Liu, don't you feel very unlucky?" asked a reporter with heavy eyes.

"There is no such thing as a loss or a loss in design. As long as the design concept of the work is demonstrated, it is the best." These words were extremely sad, and also showed Liu Mo's great benevolence and righteousness.

Incisively and vividly.

…

When Mo Yue received Xu Chenfeng's call, she was extremely shocked and immediately turned on her computer to watch Liu Mo's live broadcast.

She smiled, but her eyes were full of coldness. She didn't offend the designer named Liu Mo, but he actually stood up without blushing and said that this work was his? Still pretending he didn't know how to do it?

A banner to hold people accountable? If they really weren’t held accountable, would this press conference still be held?

Liu Xue ran in anxiously, and saw Mo Yue's heavy face, she hesitated to speak.

Mo Yue looked up at Liu Xue and asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Xue pointed down in embarrassment and said hesitantly, "Downstairs, there are many reporters downstairs."

The corners of Mo Yue's lips curved. Did she come to the door so quickly?

"I understand, you go down first."

Liu Xue was a little worried, but seeing Mo Yue in a bad mood, she bit her lip and turned around and walked out.

Mo Yue stood up and came to the window. She looked at the reporters swarming downstairs with cold eyes. Who is behind this driving all this?

Ring ring ring

She quickly walked to her desk, and when she saw that the call was from Bai Yang, she immediately answered it.

"grandfather."

"You know everything about Liu Mo, right? Don't worry, grandpa believes in you. Liu Mo alone doesn't have the courage to stand up and steal the fruits of my granddaughter's labor. There must be someone behind this." Bai Yang said in a hoarse voice.

It came from the mobile phone.

Bai Yang's trust warmed Mo Yue's somewhat cold heart. At least someone believed in her, which was better than anything else.

But when she thought of Bai Yang's words, her heart sank. Even Bai Yang said that if there was someone behind, there must be someone. But who is this person?

"Zhi'er, leave the investigation to me. Just remember that people from the Bai family cannot be bullied. You should deal with Liu Mo's affairs first. Remember not to let yourself be wronged."

Mo Yue clenched her hands and pursed her lips, "Well, I understand, grandpa."

Putting down her cell phone, Mo Yue had some direction and dialed the internal line to call Lan Wenxiang.

Lan Wenxiang soon appeared in Mo Yue's sight. His dressing style has not changed, except that he wore a blue suit today, but combined with the yellow shirt underneath, it still looked weird.

Lan Wenxiang pulled out his chair and looked at Mo Yue, "Bai always wants to consult me ​​on legal issues?"

A smile appeared on Mo Yue's lips, "No, I won't consult you on legal issues. I want you to deal with the reporters outside."

It would be best for Lan Wenxiang, a person who understands the law, to explain things to the reporters. It would be much better than her going out directly.

Lan Wenxiang was frightened and looked at Mo Yue in horror, "Legal advisors are not responsible for dealing with reporters."

"I didn't ask you to deal with reporters, but to use your professional knowledge to protect my interests and my reputation."

Although her reputation in City B is somewhat bad, it is definitely not bad. Especially at this moment, she is still the designer of Wu Mei, so she cannot make any mistakes. If a designer's reputation is ruined, not only will he have no future, but he will also become a

A pariah in the design community.

"I am Bai's legal advisor." Lan Wenxiang reminded.

"But I'm also the president of Bai's." In other words, since you are Bai's legal adviser, you are responsible for my affairs.

Lan Wenxiang's face turned dark instantly when Mo Yue let him in. Looking at Mo Yue's smiling eyes, he was even more angry and itchy his teeth.

But Mo Yue has the final say over this Bai family, and Mo Yue is still his boss, so he has to go no matter what.

"Then how do you want to pursue it?" Lan Wenxiang asked seriously.

"First of all, my reputation cannot be ruined. Secondly, that work is from my hand. Thirdly, since that Liu Mo wants to be benevolent and righteous, it is better to fulfill him." Mo Yue said "fulfillment" hard.

Character.

Lan Wenxiang understood what Mo Yue meant, stood up, straightened his clothes, turned around and walked out.

Mo Yue looked at Lan Wenxiang's leaving figure and wanted to call him out, but she couldn't. Anyway, it wasn't all Bai's face that was being embarrassed.

As soon as Lan Wenxiang stepped out of the elevator, he saw the battle outside the lobby, and he felt like retreating in his heart. However, thinking that someone was finally willing to accept him, he could only bite the bullet and go ahead.

He smiled, adjusted his suit, and walked out pretending to be relaxed with a smile on his face.

Lan Wenxiang gave your security captain a look, and he immediately understood and made way for An Wenxiang.

The reporters suddenly became quiet and no longer rushed forward excitedly. Instead, they all speculated on Lan Wenxiang's identity.

Lan Wenxiang coughed twice and introduced himself, "I am Lan Wenxiang, Bai's legal advisor. Regarding Mr. Liu Moliu's matter today, I would like to make a clarification on behalf of Mr. Bai."

The scene suddenly became noisy again, and the reporters looked at each other, somewhat unsure of what Mo Yue meant by letting Lan Wenxiang come out at this moment.

"First, Mr. Bai stood up and told everyone about it as soon as the manuscript was lost. The reason was not because of a guilty conscience, but because he expected that the incident of losing the manuscript was not simple." Lan Wenxiang said as he glanced around.

The reporter, seeing the doubts on their faces, preemptively said, "Perhaps you may suspect that Bai always has a guilty conscience. In fact, you can think about it from another angle. Why does Mr. Liu stand up and say that the manuscript paper belongs to him? Legally, he has

Under such a provision, the person who imposes responsibility on the other party without evidence has the main responsibility."

"Mr. Lan, do you mean that what Mr. Liu said was a false accusation against Mr. Bai?" asked a reporter standing in front of Lan Wenxiang.

Lan Wenxiang shook his head, "No, since I am a lawyer, I will not make speculations without evidence."

"Why doesn't President Bai come out personally to clarify this matter? Is it because of a guilty conscience?"

"Journalist friend, your question is really cute. Although Mr. Liu has a relatively high reputation in City B, Mr. Bai's status is not low. Mr. Bai will definitely pursue Mr. Liu's unilateral speculation to the end. He is upright and is not afraid of shadows.

Xie, Mr. Bai will definitely complete the legal proceedings that need to be taken, and Mr. Liu will never be wronged in this matter."

Although Lan Wenxiang behaved calmly and calmly, in fact a lot of cold sweat broke out on his back, and he cursed in his heart, these reporters are really difficult to deal with.

"Mr. Liu did not pursue this matter. Is it really okay for Mr. Bai to do this?"

Lan Wenxiang frowned and looked at the reporter who asked the question, "Mr. Bai's move is the best choice for both parties. Although Mr. Liu said he didn't care, since he chose to stand up, it shows that he

position. Besides, Mr. Bai is not only the president of the Bai family, he is also a designer. Is it too much for a designer to want to restore his innocence after being stained with unwarranted stains?"
Chapter completed!