Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group novel Chapter 119

Patton frowned slightly.

Although Bills strength was not as good as that of Ji group, he had a sharp eye and a unique style. It was only a matter of time before he reached a higher level, and he was not the one he could bully.

Besides, he didn"t want to do such a thing of bullying the weak.

Today"s closing ceremony had invited a lot of reporters. If they continued to delay, they were afraid that the reporters would come over when they heard the noise.

"Mr. Huo and the two ladies, please come to my office and talk about the truth in detail. I will give you an explanation."

Patton"s humble and gentle attitude made most of the people"s anger dissipate.

Susan also calmed down.

The assistant opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Patton looked at her and immediately stopped talking and lowered his head.

They soon moved from the venue to the temporary office.

As soon as the tea was served, Simon was called over.

"General manager." Simon bent over respectfully.

"Yes." Patton nodded slightly and said calmly, "I asked you to come here because I want you to confront Miss Susan face to face. Do you have anything to say to me?"

The implication was that if he really did it, he would protect him if he said now.

But for a designer, once the crime of stealing a design was admitted, it was equal to being nailed to a pillar of shame.

"I have nothing to say." Simon stood straight with a clear conscience.

Susan was so angry that her cheeks bulged up. She stared at him with her big eyes and clenched her fists. If it weren"t for Andy and Bill, she would have rushed over to expose his true colors.

Patton lowered his eyes and said nothing. The room was so quiet.

Bill turned to look at Susan and said, "go ahead."

His voice was not loud, but his aura made Susan a little scared.

"If you feel guilty, kneel down and apologize!" The assistant threatened with contempt.

Susan said confidently as she pointed at the Simon.

"Two months ago, I got a chance to be guided by a master offline in his livestream room. He also praised me for my talent. After that, I added his private WeChat and often asked him for advice. Among the new products displayed today, two of them were the design drawings I sent to him. I have the draft and chatting records to prove it!"

"Ha ha, the draft is also in the Simon. As for the chatting records, all the WeChat messages with fans in the Simon are managed by the assistants. Don"t you think that the person who is chatting with you is really Simon?" The assistant said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.

"No, I"m sure it"s him!" As Susan spoke, she took out her phone and played a voice. It was the voice of Simon.

However, the female assistant didn"t think so. She walked over, picked up her mobile phone, looked at the information of Simon, and then threw it back to Susan. She sneered, "this is not a private WeChat of Simon at all. You are cheated."

The assistant who had just walked to the door turned back. "Is there anything else?"

"There is no need to prepare. I stole the two designs." The voice of the Simon was very low, but everyone in the quiet room could hear it clearly.

"What are you talking about? You don"t have to be afraid of them. You are a genius. We will believe you. You..."

"Enough!" Simon roared hysterically. "I"m not a genius. I don"t have any genius at all!"

"Master..." the assistant was so scared that she shrank her neck and didn"t dare to say anything.

To everyone"s astonishment, Simon held his head in despair, and then slowly pulled off the wig piece on it, revealing its barren top.

"Over the years, everyone has complimented me and kept urging me to make new achievements. I"m like a machine, with many works produced on the line. Even I think I"m a genius. As long as I want, I can create new designs at any time.

But one day, my mind suddenly stopped working. I couldn"t draw anything, and even if I forced myself to draw it, it was still obscene. I began to suffer from insomnia all night long, losing my hair, and procrastinating the date of submitted. Finally, I couldn"t hold on any longer. I targeted those talented but not famous fans... "

"But your assistant didn"t say anything unusual on WeChat!" The assistant held the last hope.

Playing with the wig in his hand, Simon said weakly, "I want to steal other people"s design, of course I have to hide it from everyone. It"s another account of mine. No one knows except me."

"You... You even lied to me?" The assistant was sad and collapsed to the ground.

Her faith collapsed.