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Nine o'clock in the evening is the time that Zheng Xiao and He Jinxi made an appointment to pick up the doll.

In order to suppress the topic of "Looking for Jasmine", He Jinxi worked overtime at the company until after eight o'clock, which finally lowered the topic's popularity.

For this reason, she begged a lot of people, which is not a pleasant working experience.

The work in hand is not over yet, and he is in a hurry to rush home.There is no particular reason, but I just hope that the involvement with Zheng Xiao will end soon, so as to avoid complications.

The meeting place was at a dessert shop outside the community. After she and Zheng Xiao ended their relationship as bed partners, they always made appointments at this kind of place. It could be fast or slow, they could talk about business or just chat, and it wouldn't be misunderstood.

He Jinxi arrived home on time, went upstairs to pick up the suitcase, and then rushed to the dessert shop.

Zheng Xiao is already in the shop, eating a piece of black forest, judging by the speed of her eating and the degree of cake going down, she has been here for a while.

Sure enough, I will arrive early when I make an appointment with you.

He Jinxi came to the seat and carefully put the box on the table, because of many reasons, she felt a little guilty.

"Check it out and see if there's anything missing?"

"No need." Zheng Xiao said, "It's nothing important."

"Isn't it important?" He Jinxi was really surprised that she would say such a thing, "This is a doll that you carefully dressed, and there is another one that you created. There is only one in the world."

Zheng Xiao smiled: "As long as it is made by myself, it can be regarded as the only one in the world."

The truth is this, but He Jinxi is still a little uncomfortable. Now the whole internet is looking for Jasmine, Jasmine is so cute, she likes Jasmine so much, but when it comes to Zheng Xiao, it becomes so irrelevant.

He Jinxi used a term he had just learned: "I thought an artist like you would be a soul party."

Zheng Xiao said: "I'm not an artist, I'm just a toy seller."

He Jinxi: "..."

He Jinxi doesn't want to talk anymore. She has been exposed to too many things in the doll circle recently, and she has played with beautiful dolls for a while, and she has half a foot in them. It is really annoying to hear a creator say such things.

She really wanted to just lift the suitcase and forget it.

He Jinxi leaned back, pushing the chair until it creaked.

She stared at Zheng Xiao with her arms crossed, and looked at her carefully. Zheng Xiao put down the cake fork, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth clean, and then looked back at her.

Half a minute later, He Jinxi felt his eyes a little sore, and Zheng Xiao suddenly took out the tablet from the bag behind him: "Do you want to see the photos I took?"

If He Jinxi remembered correctly, this should be the first time Zheng Xiao raised an irrelevant topic in front of her.

He Jinxi was very interested.

Interested to know why Zheng Xiao wanted to talk to her about this.

He Jinxi nodded, Zheng Xiao got up suddenly, walked around the table and sat next to He Jinxi naturally.

He Jinxi: "..."

Here again.

Zheng Xiao has already opened the tablet and showed her the photos: "I was very lucky this time, and encountered the first snow in northern Xinjiang."

He Jinxi's eyes fell on the tablet, and he was overwhelmed by the beautiful picture.

The wind and snow, the plain, the city and animals, in the pictures taken by Zheng Xiao, are more like pure art paintings.

He Jinxi felt jealous again. The talent that ordinary people can live comfortably with just a little bit falls on Zheng Xiao's head, as if the bottle was knocked over by God.

He Jinxi is a businessman who sells art.

People like Zheng Xiao are like golden treasures in her world.

Zheng Xiao's reckless squandering of these treasures and her indifferent attitude opened up a chasm-like gap between her and He Jinxi.

He Jinxi has seen many photos of people going on a trip, and no one like Zheng Xiao, just swiping the screen without saying a word, made He Jinxi so emotional.

Zheng Xiao took a lot of pictures, and He Jinxi wasn't impatient at all.

But the phone rang suddenly, interrupting this quiet and one-sided awkward time.

"Sorry." He Jinxi glanced at the caller ID, "I have to answer a call..."

"Well, whatever you want." Zheng Xiao sat up straight.

He Jinxi walked out with his mobile phone and came to the terrace outside the store.

The call was from a colleague from the public relations department, so I had to answer it.

"Hello," she asked, "is someone buying it again?"

"It's not looking for Jasmine." The other side said concisely, "It's another trending search, which is related to you, Mr. He. Zheng Xiao's puppet work "West" launched a pre-sale, and they picked up your photo."

The cold wind from the pocket poured on He Jinxi's head like a basin of ice water.

He stopped there and asked He Jinxi: "Mr. He, what are you going to do?"

"Wait a moment." He Jinxi said, "I'll call you back in 10 minutes."

After hanging up the phone, He Jinxi turned around and walked back, and opened Weibo to find out the information about the sale of "West".

As a professional manager, she would not panic like ordinary people at this time, even if a hot incident happened to her.

The more chaotic, the more urgent, the more important, the more calm you must be.

He Jinxi's high-heeled shoes stepped on the floor, striding forward in front of Zheng Xiao.

Zheng Xiao raised her head suddenly, obviously she didn't expect her to come back so soon.

He Jinxi put the phone screen in front of her: "How to explain?"

Zheng Xiao saw the information on the phone, TD opened a new product pre-sale, the ceramic doll on the picture is "West", and the name is also "West".

The sales information of the original blog wrote an incomprehensible story, and the onlookers in the forwarding were not polite at all.

[Don't miss it when you pass by, Mrs. Zheng Xiao came out of the rivers and lakes after three years of sharpening her sword, you deserve the international awards]

[Limited collection of 100 sets, a ceramic heirloom for [-] years! 】

[Unlimited appreciation space, buy a baby and get rich! 】

[If you can afford it, it's an investment, but if you can't afford it, read the story!According to people familiar with the situation, Jasmine, who became popular in the search, is the work of this great artist, and "West" and Zyn's manager Ms. hjx cannot be said to have nothing to do with it, it can only be said to be a copy and paste! 】

Zheng Xiao frowned, and his eyes were dark.

He Jinxi liked these eyes very much before, and thought they were beautiful, mysterious, simple, and clean, like an unexplored secret.

So she gave Zheng Xiao time and time again opportunities to build up an image in her senses, subvert it, then build it up, subvert it again.

Even, just now, He Jinxi admired the aesthetics of a genius, and thought for a moment: Such a person can be extravagant, free, and superior.

But now, He Jinxi felt like he had eaten a mouthful of shit.

She stared at Zheng Xiao, waiting for her answer.

Zheng Xiao opened her mouth and only said to her, "I'm sorry."

He Jinxi raised his hand without any hesitation, and landed an uppercut on her face.

Zheng Xiao leaned to one side, his arm touched the tablet, and the tablet fell to the ground with a sound of breaking.

All the people in the store looked over.

Zheng Xiao raised her hand and rubbed the corner of her mouth, then stood up.

Her skin was originally fair, but after being beaten, it suddenly lost its color, and it was frighteningly white.

She said to He Jinxi, "Come here."

He Jinxi had a cold face, she had a hundred ways to deal with this shameless person in her head, she followed Zheng Xiao.

Zheng Xiao went to the bathroom, closed the door behind her back, and there were only the two of them inside.

The blood color returned to her face, and He Jinxi struck hard, so her skin became abnormally red with blood congested quickly.

Zheng Xiao said: "Let's fight here, to avoid being photographed."

He Jinxi didn't expect her to say such a thing, and suddenly laughed.

She laughed out loud, thinking it was very funny.

"I've never seen such a hypocrite like you." He Jinxi smiled and said, "Are you pretending to forget who you are?"

"Yeah." Zheng Xiao responded softly.

He Jinxi cupped his hands at her: "I really admire you for your clever means. You are a person who makes a lot of money. After all, you can be shameless for money."

He Jinxi walked to the sink and washed his hands: "I won't hit you. If you hit me badly, I'll have to pay for the medical expenses. For the rest, you can talk to my lawyer."

After speaking, she didn't stay any longer, opened the door and went out of the bathroom.

When she went back to her seat to get her bag, there was still the wind and snow in northern Xinjiang on the tablet with the broken screen, and the baby box that had been at her home for a long time was on the table.

He Jinxi suddenly felt a little sad uncontrollably, mainly because he was so stupid to be played around by others.

On the way back, she started a video conference, and when she got home, everyone just arrived.

There are colleagues from the company's public relations department, her immediate boss, and her own personal lawyer.

This meeting lasted for a long time, and they made a detailed and rational response plan just like every major event in the past.

At the end of the meeting, President Wang said to her, "Jinxi, you have to fight the lawsuit, but you also have to avoid suspicion."

"I understand." He Jinxi responded calmly.

She's the manager, she's the person behind the entertainer.

Regardless of good or bad things, it is the artist who needs to be on the hot search, not her.

All her enthusiasm is to discredit the company.

She is behind the scenes and can never see the light, otherwise she will be the target of public criticism.

This night, He Jinxi slept very little.

In such a situation, she has no right to sleep peacefully.

When the light came up, she was already sitting in the company conference room.

The colleague in charge of the review is right outside the door, and he will push the door in later and ask He Jinxi a lot of personal questions to judge whether she has colluded with outsiders and played favoritism for personal gain.

He Jinxi waited quietly.

After a long time, the man didn't come in, and he didn't know what he was doing.

Instead, her assistant opened the door, walked up to her quickly, and said to her, "Sister Jinxi, check your phone."

He Jinxi took out his mobile phone and saw many messages from his assistant.

All of them are forwarded by a person's Weibo, and this person's Weibo is called [XIAO].

XIAO issued a lawyer's letter, suing ThinkDoll for illegal sales.

XIAO sent out the production process of "West", and the last photo is the appearance patent application certificate.

XIAO sent chat records, which showed that she had completely broken with the TD manager.

Finally, when everyone flocked to this long-abandoned and restarted Weibo to watch the fun, Xiaoao sent an apology letter.

The apology letter was circulated wildly because it was actually a confession letter.

XIAO is no longer as cold as when she was hammering someone with a hammer. Her writing is indecisive, and every punctuation mark seems to have surging emotions.

She said: "I'm sorry, I have a crush on you without permission."

"I'm sorry, I'm selfishly presumptuous of you."

"I'm sorry, but I covet you with my sinful fingers."

"I'm sorry I brought the eyes of the crowd to tarnish you."

"Even if, you never said a word, a word, a gentle breath to me."

The author has something to say: Thank you for your love and support~ I will work hard!