si-mexico The video in chapter 1731 was photoshopped.
The video in chapter 1731 was photoshopped.
Upon hearing Nan Weiwei's words, Anya's face turned ashen, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Legal procedures.
These four words were like four towering mountains, crashing down on her and making it hard for her to breathe.
She looked at Nan Yifeng pleadingly, her once bright and sparkling eyes now filled with fear and pleas. She hoped he would give her another chance, even if only once, out of consideration for their past relationship.
However, under the cold white light of the conference room, Nan Yifeng's silhouette appeared exceptionally sharp, devoid of any warmth.
The sequence of events is crystal clear.
He didn't even bother to look at the comparative evidence anymore; he just stared at her coldly, every word as if it had been pulled out of an ice cellar.
“Anya, how did you see Weiwei’s manuscript? Not many people have seen her manuscript. Don’t tell me it’s possible. Xiaoxiao can’t be like that. She doesn’t care about these things. She doesn’t need fame… and she doesn’t lack money.”
Anya's lips moved slightly, but no sound came out.
Even if she had the greatest courage in the world, she wouldn't dare to associate herself with Xu Xiaoxiao, unless she was willing to risk her life.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Nan Yifeng's patience had obviously run out. He leaned forward slightly, exuding an imposing aura.
Anya! Enough! Stop playing these pointless tricks and tell me the truth! If you insist on waiting for me to investigate and find out the truth myself, then the situation will be very different!
"The consequences will be far beyond what you can bear! Tell me the whole truth right now, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"
He paused, then spoke each word clearly and forcefully into Anya's ears.
"At that point, it won't just be a simple matter of legal proceedings. I'll make you regret ever touching her design."
That chilling aura completely extinguished the last glimmer of hope in Anya's heart.
She got it.
Nan Yifeng is different from other bosses. He won't side with her for the sake of the company's interests, not even a little bit.
Now that things have come to this, what good would it do for her to continue pretending?
Isn't that just deceiving yourself? The truth will eventually come out, and then you'll probably only find yourself in an even more embarrassing and awkward situation.
Anya suddenly found it somewhat ridiculous, and the fear in her heart was replaced by a kind of reckless madness.
She straightened her back, and the pitiful pretense on her face vanished instantly.
She even managed a cold, indifferent smile.
"Nan Yifeng, Nan Weiwei, yes, I copied it. Do whatever you want with it!"
She readily admitted it, her composure taking the lawyers present by surprise.
"What? Mr. Nan wants to send me in?"
Anya looked around, then fixed her gaze on Nan Yifeng's gloomy face, her smile deepening.
"Fine, I'm done for anyway. But Shengshi Group won't have an easy time either. They'll be banned from competitions for ten years. Nan Yifeng, you're really something. Nan Weiwei is a young lady, even if she admits to plagiarism, it won't have any impact, right?"
She slowly straightened her sleeves, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.
The people standing nearby looked on in disbelief. They had seen shameless people before, but never anyone this shameless.
"Hehe, didn't the Nan Group just complete the acquisition of Shengshi? Now, Shengshi's core designer has been embroiled in a plagiarism scandal, and it's even plagiarized from the work of the Nan Group's president's own sister. President Nan, what do you think the market will think if this news breaks? What will the shareholders think?"
"No one should have an easy time; only when we all perish together will it be fair."
These words were nothing short of a blatant threat.
Nan Yifeng's aura became even more oppressive. "Heh, threatening me? At worst, I'll break up the Shengshi Group and reorganize it. Then you'll just be the one who gets banned from the competition."
Anya acted as if she hadn't heard and continued talking; anyway, she didn't care anymore.
"Nan Yifeng, haven't you always wanted to know how I got Nan Weiwei's design draft?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Nan Yifeng had lost his patience.
"Actually, this design was given to me by my younger brother."
Upon hearing this, Nan Yifeng's eyes widened, and he asked suspiciously, "What? It was given to you by your brother? Then... who is this so-called 'brother'? Who sent him the design drafts?"
Faced with Nan Yifeng's questioning, Anya showed no sign of backing down. Instead, she calmly continued, "Nan Yifeng, don't be in such a hurry! Anyway, I can't run away now. I'll tell you slowly."
"I don't know who it was. According to my brother, this design was originally created by a netizen who works in the same industry as us! That netizen discussed these issues with him every day and even asked to meet him a few times, but my brother was always busy and didn't want to meet her, so the two of them never got to meet."
"On the eve of the competition, that big idiot gave me the entry. My brother was full of praise for the design. He thought the creativity and concept were brilliant, so he passed it on to me! After reading it, I thought the idea was good, bold and innovative, so I naturally decided to make good use of this golden opportunity."
“My younger brother is also in this circle, but he’s not as famous as me. He submits his work to me, so I have a better chance of winning an award. Anyway, if I win an award, I’ll share half with him. It’s more reliable than if he enters the competition himself. He just didn’t expect that this would be Nan Weiwei’s design. He thought that netizen was just a design newbie and that even if we used it, she couldn’t do anything about it. He didn’t think much of it.”
Anya shrugged, her face a mixture of innocence and mockery.
"Who would have thought that the so-called 'Little White' was actually your precious little sister, Mr. Nan? And who would have thought that you, Mr. Nan, would be so willing to dig your own grave? You even gave up your own interests."
Her voice suddenly became shrill.
"Nan Weiwei, you too! Just for that little bit of fame, you're causing your Nan family to lose hundreds of billions in revenue. It's just a design draft! Yet you're willing to ruin my entire future for the sake of reputation! Are you stupid? What are hundreds of billions compared to reputation? How can you be so selfish? You, the young lady of the Nan family, are so rich, what do you need reputation for? Wouldn't it be better to give us ordinary people another path? So what if you admit that the video was photoshopped?"
The entire conference room was deathly silent.
Everyone was stunned by Anya's utter nonsense that turned black into white.
Attorney Zhang, standing next to Nan Yifeng, adjusted his glasses. He had handled countless commercial disputes, but he rarely saw a villain like Anya who could threaten so confidently in the face of irrefutable evidence.
He looked at Nan Yifeng, whose face remained calm, but a storm was brewing in his unfathomable eyes.
Just then, Nan Weiwei's lawyer, who had been silent all along, suddenly coughed softly, breaking the suffocating deadlock.
He slowly pushed a document to the center of the table and calmly began to speak.
"Miss Anya, there's something you might not know."
“Our client, Ms. Nan Weiwei, has a habit of recording videos of the entire process of creating important design drafts for archiving. This is not photoshopped, and everyone is not stupid.”
Anya's face drained of color instantly. What designer would have such a strange quirk?
The lawyer seemed to read her mind and continued to add slowly and deliberately.
"What's even more unexpected is that Ms. Xu Xiaoxiao was also involved in the conceptualization stage of this design draft, which is called 'Breaking the Cocoon,' and she can testify in court."
Anya....