Chapter 3: Stolen design

"You woman is too bad, you won the first prize for your design, obviously Mengshan's design won the first prize!" Gu Huijun said, smashing the magazine he was holding. To Gu Youli's face.
The magazine fell on the ground, and Gu Youli, who was trembling all over, looked down and saw the first prize design work on the cover.
That design work is indeed hers, the pattern is the same, the creativity is the same, the material is the same...
Wait, why the designer's name is different! ! !
"A...my?" Gu Youli's eyes widened sharply.
She raised her eyes in astonishment to look at Yang Mengshan, "Isn't Amy your English name? How could you be the designer of this work?"
Yang Mengshan looked at Gu Youli innocently, and replied indifferently: "Sister, this is my work, of course I am a designer!"
Gu Youli has stopped crying, with red and warm water eyes, looking at Yang Mengshan in disbelief, "What, your work?"
"Could it be yours? Sister," Yang Mengshan had a harmless and innocent expression.
But as the eyes turned, there was a touch of viciousness that was imperceptible.
Gu Youli's heart suddenly seemed to fall into an ice cave, and his whole body trembled with cold.
Her chest seemed to be pressed tightly by a heavy object, and she was almost unable to breathe: "What is impossible, this is obviously my design."
Gu Huijun "pooh" Gu Youli, "Gu Youli, you are so shameless that you are home. You, a jewelry salesperson, actually said that the design of the chief designer of Shangpin belongs to you. You are envious and jealous, not so. It's an outrageous method!"
Gu Youli shook his head and grabbed his chest: "Mengshan, you can't do this. It's obviously my design. Go and explain it to me."
She said angrily, gnashing her teeth in despair, and reached out to grab Yang Mengshan's hand.
Yang Mengshan screamed, trying to shake off Gu Youli's hand.
But Gu Youli pulled too tightly, she couldn't fall away anyhow, so she asked Zhao Mingcheng and Gu Huijun for help: "Brother Mingcheng, Sister Huijun, help me, Sister, she is crazy!"
Gu Huijun gave Gu Youli a fierce look and reached out to push Gu Youli.
At the same time, Zhao Mingcheng held Yang Mengshan's hand and pushed Gu Youli hard, "Bitch, let go of Mengshan."
Gu Youli was pushed back by them again and again, as if hitting something in the back of his head, he struck violently, and his eyes were hazy...
Suddenly, there was a handsome face in front of her. The exquisite facial features were like a portrait under the brush of a god, noble and elegant, revealing the domineering king that people could not help but admire.
He looked at her, his sharp and deep eyes with cold ice blades, he was obviously very lonely, but he seemed to be nervous again.
His thin red lips approached her, as if saying something, but she heard nothing.
I can't see it anymore!
Gu Youli fell into the darkness and lost consciousness!
When Gu Youli regained consciousness, Yang Mengshan's call came in his ear.
"Sister, sister, wake up, sister..." The voice was miserable and helpless.
At this time, a middle-aged man's sorry voice sounded in his ear, "I'm sorry, we have tried our best. The patient has failed to rescue and has died."
death? Who died.
Gu Youli slowly opened his eyes and found himself in the emergency room of the hospital.
And Zhao Mingcheng and Yang Mengshan are standing beside her.
Seeing Zhao Mingcheng, Gu Youli's tears couldn't help falling, she sat up quickly, reached out to pull Zhao Mingcheng's hand, and wanted to explain something to him.
However, he was surprised to find that his hand passed through Zhao Mingcheng's.