C64

"Lucian, modify your blueprint once more and put away the piece at your waist."

"Helen, I think it would be better if you added a little bit of lace to your design!"

In Melinda's studio, everyone was busy preparing for the Paris Fashion Show. Yang Zizi was already in a mess, and she hadn't even finished her own dress for Yu Mei Er yet.

In another month, the show would begin, and they would have to finish all the drafts by the 15th of this month and hand them over to J and his team.

In the short span of a month, she had already handed in countless blueprints to Melinda, yet she was scolded by Melinda every time she came out. However, Melinda had indeed taught her many things.

Yang Zizi felt that this was great. If she was busy like this, then she wouldn't be thinking about everyone else, even if they could only talk about each other over the phone for the past month.

Well, Melinda began again.

"Oh, my darling, Zi Zi Zi, this won't do. I'll redo it when I take it back. I'll show it to you tomorrow …" Melinda had a look of disgust on her face. Looking at the blueprints, she couldn't even move a finger.

Yang Zizi walked out of Melinda's office with a face full of fatigue. He held a pile of blueprints in his hands and scratched his head in frustration. Looking at the pile of design drafts was like looking at paper.

Melinda had kicked out Yu Mei Er's dress design within a day. Wasn't this asking for her death? It would be better to stab her to death.

Although she was still feeling guilty about Jane's death, she had recently heard that she was transferred to Lucien's studio. Although Lucien was not as good as Melinda, he was still one of the top studios in Paris. Hearing that she had arrived at Lucien's studio, Zi Zi was very relieved.

However, Jane didn't think that way. Ever since she was kicked out by Melinda, she had been filled with hatred. Although she wanted to kill Yang Zizi, she could only think about it.

Until a few days ago. Lucien's studio.

Jane finally had the courage to come to Lucien's studio after she had traveled through more than a dozen small studios in Paris. She was determined to die.

"What makes you think I'm going to hire you, someone Melinda didn't want." Without raising his head, Lucien's tone was full of sarcasm.

Jane laughed self-deprecatingly. Indeed, the old Chinese saying was true, "When a tiger falls to the plain, a dog bullies it." Lucien did not even want to look up at her.

"Yes, I'm someone that Melinda's studio doesn't want. But if you accept me, I'll bring Melinda and her studio down with me at the fashion show in a month's time." Jane's eyes were full of anger, and she was clearly overcome by it.

"Oh?" Hearing Jane's words, Lucien was quite interested. He raised his head, leaned back on the swivel chair and crossed his legs, looking at her with disdain.

Melinda has always been a strong opponent for them. Although Lucien is quite famous, but he still can't beat a woman." Therefore, he was still a little interested when Jane said that he would ruin Melinda's reputation.

"It seems that Lady Jane has some good methods?" Turning the chair, Lucien waited for her response.

Of course, Jane was not stupid enough to tell her that, "Don't worry, we will make a bet. I will work for you in a month. I promise that Lucien will become one of the best studios in Paris." Very soon, I will let you have a taste of the pain of your disgrace.

"Alright, I'll give you this job." Lucien was a straightforward man. As long as it was beneficial to him, he would agree to anything that would help him. That was the reason why he could never surpass Melinda.

"I have another condition?" Jane hitched his appetite.

Lucien's face showed his displeasure. No one dared to bargain with him, but he did not look angry. He just raised his head proudly and said, "Speak."

"I have to be in charge of Lucy's dress design for this Fashion Week Show." Lucien was wondering what kind of offer she would make, and it turned out to be for the movie queen, who had already gone out of her mind.

Although Jane was a famous designer, she was still able to design dresses for celebrities who were close to death. Lucien thought she was just looking for a sense of existence, so he agreed with her.

Jane's face was filled with glee. She would definitely embarrass Yang Zizi at the show in a month's time. Who wouldn't know that the new Little Heavenly Queen Yu Mei and Lucy were rivals? It was because of her that Lucy lost her temper.

In the design world, as long as there was plagiarism, the designer was basically destroyed and the studio was implicated. The more Jane thought about it, the more excited she became. Soon, she would be able to wash away her shame.

Ge Yu was secretly observing her from the shadows, his face filled with an ominous glint. She had to report this matter to her boss and take action as soon as possible.

In order to hide it from others and to avoid too many people, Ge Yu didn't transfer anyone from headquarters for the rest of his life and instead had Ge Yu secretly watch over Jane. Coincidentally, Yang Zizi wouldn't be home during the day, so Ge Yu was free.

In the dark, Ge Yu picked up his cell phone.

"Hello?" A deep voice came from the other end of the phone. There was no trace of anger or sadness in it. Other than him being gentle towards Yang Zizi, no one else could make him speak so tenderly. Ge Yu had long since gotten used to it.

"Boss, take advantage of this fashion show and destroy Madam with your plagiarism." Ge Yu was someone who had trained before after all. He spoke in a concise manner, expressing his true meaning without the slightest hesitation.

On the other side of the phone, Han Yuxuan stood in front of the French window and looked down at the pedestrians. He knew that Jane would not easily stop, so he had kept a hand up his sleeve.

"Alright, I understand. Don't act rashly, all you need is to grasp evidence that she copied. If she had a direct conflict with Madam, just follow the rules." He stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

When Yang Zizi returned, Ge Yu was still acting like a little girl. He cooked for her, and when he saw her return, he greeted her, "Zizi." Although he called her name, there was a sense of respect in his actions.

"Mm, Xiao Yu, what are you so late for?" She put her arm around Ge Yu's shoulders and chuckled, teasing her. She wanted to tease her the moment she saw her respectful appearance.