Xia Wen hung up on President Liu, her mood growing increasingly somber.
In the past, her works were mimics of Y, but this one was the first she had created independently. She had been full of confidence, but now faced a sudden blow.
"What should we do? Sister, what exactly does the client want? Do we have to redesign everything?"
"The client is very dissatisfied."
"But we must have some direction, right?"
"The direction has already been given by the client."
"What is it?" Xia Wei asked urgently.
"You don't need to worry about this, I'll figure something out."
Xia Wen could only think of one person now, the one she had met on the design forum, named Yao Ran.
Last time, when she and Xia Pengpeng faced the plagiarism scandal, she had suspected that person.
So much time had passed with no sign, and Xia Pengpeng no longer pursued that matter, which made her suspicion fade away bit by bit.
Xia Pengpeng had simply relied on Qiao Yucong to bring in He Jinwen to handle the lawsuit.
