Passionate to know

Two weeks of recuperation is enough for An Zhi to recover.

An Zhi packed his luggage for discharge, and Song Zhiyang appeared as usual.

After he finished packing, he turned and looked at Song Zhiyang: "How much are all the medical expenses?"

Song Zhiyang's eyes flashed: "Do I seem to be short of money?"

An Zhi didn't answer his rhetorical question, and said directly, "Deduct it from the salary card."

Song Zhiyang laughed: "You can afford the expenses here, so what are you going to pay for my labor expenses?"

An Zhi waited silently for Song Zhiyang's next words.

"In this way, you have to answer me a few questions honestly."

"……Say."

Song Zhiyang sat on the sofa, leaned back gracefully, and asked, "First, what deal did you make with Liang Jing?"

An Zhi frowned: "Don't you already know?"

Song Zhiyang spread his hands: "I only know that Liang Jing's promotion is due to your design proposal, and in return he gave you the opportunity to join the head office. The strange thing is that, in my opinion, Liang Jing's attitude is not like that. A voluntary transaction."

An Zhi understood that there was no room for lying at this moment: "Of course not voluntarily, because he stole my design."

"steal?"

An Zhi nodded: "To be precise, I let him steal it."

Song Zhiyang suddenly realized that Liang Jing had made no achievements in the branch company for five years, but he was full of ambitions in his heart, which happened to be used by An Zhi.He thought that he could take advantage of An Zhi without anyone knowing it, but who knew he was in an ambush by An Zhi.

"So, in order to keep his job, he can only agree to your conditions."

"Ah."

Song Zhiyang changed his posture: "But with your talent, you will enter the head office sooner or later. You don't need to borrow him as a springboard."

"Transferring from a branch to the head office requires more than three years of qualifications in addition to ability," An Zhi explained flatly, his eyes darkening: "...a waste of time."

Song Zhiyang intuitively felt that An Zhi's second sentence was not complete, but he knew that if he asked carefully, An Zhi would not be able to answer.

"Why do you have to come to the head office?"

This question seemed to have suddenly stepped on An Zhi's thunder point. He seemed a little displeased, his face became a little colder, and his tone was a little mocking: "For this reason, if you have the ability, go and investigate."

Hearing An Zhi's tone, Song Zhiyang knew that he couldn't go any further, so he

Get up to pick up the luggage for him and say, "I'll take you home."

……

The car arrived downstairs at An Zhi's house, and when he was about to get out of the car, Song Zhiyang grabbed him.

"There is one last question, An Zhi." Song Zhiyang's expression was a little ruffian, but his eyes were somewhat serious, "After high school, have you ever thought of me?"

……

When An Zhi returned to the company, she felt powerless.The workload accumulated for two weeks is not a joke. If Anzhi hadn't continued to design in the hospital, he would have been in big trouble.

This "first sight" series has been unanimously approved by the decision-makers, and it is estimated that the sales volume will reach a new high after the launch.

After the jewelry design department handed in all the samples, everyone could finally take a breather and wait for the publicity department to plan to release the news and launch it for sale.

Just when everyone was looking forward to the stunning launch of the new product, a sudden accident put the whole Yujing in trouble.

When An Zhi received the notice to go to the president's office, he found that the heads of various departments had also been summoned.

In the office, there was a dead silence.

Song Zhiyang's face was serious. Seeing An Zhi enter the door, he turned on the rear projector and clicked to play.

What was shown on the projector was the new jewelry advertisement that just came out today, but it was not Yujing's, and it was the advertisement of Yujing's biggest rival, Hualing Company.

The advertising time is very short, exquisite and luxurious, and it costs a lot of money just by looking at it.However, everyone at the scene looked pale and broke out in cold sweat, showing no appreciation.

Because, the new product in the ad is exactly the same as the flagship product this time!

When the commercial ended, even the sound of a needle falling could be heard in the office.

An Zhi was stunned, but quickly remained calm. He looked at Song Zhiyang, and Song Zhiyang also looked at him.

Someone broke the calm: "This...how did they make the same thing as us?! And they are going to market before us?!"

Someone echoed one after another: "That's right, this is too weird!"

"Is there any commercial espionage..."

"Or someone just copied..."

"Enough." Song Zhiyang interrupted them with a low voice: "I don't need you to complain, but let you figure out the reason and solve the problem."

After finishing speaking, he looked at An Zhi: "Who has your works passed through?"

When everyone heard Song Zhiyang's question, although they looked normal on the surface, they all had small calculations in their hearts. Mr. Song didn't doubt An Zhi's character at all. It can be seen that they trust Designer An very much. Misfortune almost comes from the mouth, so don't offend others.

On the contrary, Anzhi seemed very calm. He thought for a while and said, "Except for the essential members of the design team and the high-level people, I didn't take the initiative to show the draft paper to others."

Song Zhiyang asked: "Where is the person who sent you the documents to the hospital?"

Hu Jia Jia?An Zhi shook his head: "She didn't dare, besides...the document she sent was just a manuscript, and it couldn't be made exactly the same..."

Suddenly, An Zhi seemed to have grasped the flashing fragment in his mind, his eyes lit up, he looked at Song Zhiyang and said, "When the elevator crashed, my first manuscript was also gone."

"What?!" Everyone was shocked.

"It was supposed to be handed over to you for review, but when I woke up, I was already in the hospital."

Someone accused An Zhi: "Why didn't you say it then?"

"I asked the rescuers and they all said they had no recollection, I thought it was thrown out in the trash in the chaos."

"This is troublesome. There are so many people at the scene, who will be responsible."

An Zhi shook his head: "It's not important anymore."

His tepid appearance greatly dissatisfied the sweating executives at the scene: "Then tell me what to do?! Three days later will be the new product launch day, and the money has been invested, and the materials have been invested." It's all ready, why? Seeing that the skylight won't work?!"

"Since you have done it, you can't give up halfway," An Zhi ignored his anger and said firmly, "Give me a day, and I will improve the design."

Song Zhiyang frowned: "One day? An Zhi, this is not a joke."

"I need to be responsible for this matter." An Zhi replied lightly, as if what he said was a very common thing.

Someone objected: "How is this possible! One day, hum, you think too highly of yourself!"

Immediately someone spoke up: "That's right, let the public relations department issue an apology for the delay in the release date, so that the loss will be relatively small."

Song Zhiyang waved his hand to signal everyone to shut up. He looked at An Zhi seriously and asked, "Are you serious?"

An Zhi responded equally seriously: "I won't say what I can't do."

Someone objected: "Then what if you can't do it?"

It was rare for An Zhi to raise his voice, and the clear voice fell in the ears of everyone present: "I will take the blame and resign."

This is tantamount to issuing a military order!

Everyone no longer objected.

Song Zhiyang's pretty lips were pursed into a line, stood up, walked in front of An Zhi, raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Go." He paused again, and said, "I believe you."