After calming down, Bu Nannan finally understood what was going on, it turned out that the design draft she had given to Zhao Dekuan had been registered by another company......

At best, it is plagiarized someone else's work, and at worst, it is said that it is stealing the company's trade secrets.

If that company is held legally responsible, the crime of stealing trade secrets is really enough for Bu Nannan to drink a pot, not only can she be easily kicked out of the design world, but she can also be labeled as a "thief" for life, which she Bu Nannan does not admit.

What puzzled Bu Nannan was that she was obviously the original, why did she suddenly become a plagiarist?

Bu Nannan's eyes narrowed, her dark eyes were exceptionally clear in the dazzling sun, it seemed that she could only go to Zhao Dekuan's trip in person, maybe there was the answer she wanted.

Bu Nannan got up and patted the dust that didn't exist on her clothes, and just took a few steps forward, the bag she was carrying was jerked from behind, and she staggered back two steps defenselessly, almost choking on again.

Bu Nannan turned around quickly, dragging his bag tightly, and before he had time to look at the person who grabbed the bag, he pulled his neck and shouted for help to the crowd not far away, "Catch the thief, grab the bag......"

The next second, the thief laughed, the laughter was a little weird, and Bu Nannan saw that the thief in front of him was actually a beggar, with a disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and a strong sour smell of sewers, a gust of wind blew, and the pungent smell went straight to Bu Nannan's nostrils like smoke, and then Bu Nannan let go of the bag, stood in place and bent over and retched.

"Girl, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you're happy?" The beggar sat cross-legged on the ground, leaning half of his face and quipping with a radiant look.

This...... This sounds familiar!

Bu Nannan just wanted to see who was coming, and his stomach was overturned again, and this time he vomited all the food he had eaten before.

"Hey, it stinks to death, get away and vomit. The beggar pinched his nose and frowned with a look of disgust.

This time, Bu Nannan didn't need to look at people to know who it was, and it was difficult to forget this demonic voice.

"Uncle Seven, I'm very curious about how you got on the plane. Bu Nannan took a few steps back again and again, and did not stabilize his body until the position where he was standing could not smell the thick sour smell.

"I'm flying the plane myself, who dares to stop me?" Hong Qigong got up, and his proud and uninhibited demeanor made Bu Nannan trance for a second, this guy was a girl harvester when he was young.

Hong Qigong seemed to be used to Bu Nannan's stunned expression, he ignored her, patted the dirt on his body, picked up Bu Nannan's bag, patted it twice, and then threw it on his shoulder along the bag belt, and glanced at the girl behind him whose face was twitching, "Let's go, let's eat." ”

After speaking, he didn't care whether Bu Nannan behind him followed or not, and strode forward without looking back.

An hour later at a restaurant.

"Seventh Master, why are you running away. Bu Nannan picked up the hamburger on the plate and took a bite of it, vaguely teasing, "Could it be that you were banned by the beggars of Country Y?"

The seventh master turned a deaf ear, teased the hair that was forced to be cut, and then lowered his eyes to look at the black tunic in a black tunic again, staring at Bu Nannan who was eating a hamburger with contempt, and replied: "Girl, you are aesthetic...... Too bad!"

Hearing this, Bu Nannan was choked and almost couldn't get up in one breath, picked up the cup and poured a few mouthfuls of water, and the white palm ran down his throat one by one.

She sat diagonally opposite with neat short hair, and the corners of her eyes were full of wrinkles, but the old man with clear eyes glanced at her, and sneered, "Don't put it on and take it off." ”

The seventh master was not annoyed when he heard this, he laughed, and immediately picked up the food in front of him, and gnawed happily with his eyebrows, "Your business...... I can help you get it. ”

Bu Nannan was stunned when she heard this, and the action of biting something suddenly stopped, she lifted her eyelids, and asked with a puzzled look at the old man's shrewd eyes, "What's the matter with me?"

The seventh master rolled his eyes meaningfully at Bu Nannan, and his eyes seemed to say, you are such an idiot.

In the next second, Bu Nannan realized what the old man was talking about.

She put down the half-eaten hamburger, leaned back in the chair, folded her arms around her shoulders, twisted her eyebrows, looked the old man opposite up and down alertly, and dropped five words, "Who are you?"

It may be an accident to meet him in country Y, but when he met him in Todu, he said that there was no conspiracy, and he probably didn't believe in ghosts.

The old man was stared at by Bu Nannan's vigilant and unkind gaze, he elegantly put down the hamburger in his hand, took out a tissue to wipe the corners of his mouth, changed his previous cynical demeanor, and his face was as cold as cold autumn water, "Someone who can help you." ”

"I don't need help, it's just a big deal if I don't get into the design world...... No one says that dreams have to be presented to the world. ”

The old man shook his head, with an expression of "you are too naïve", and the next second he hung his head, groping for something in his pockets with his hands.

Seeing the old man's mobile phone, Bu Nannan's eyes lit up, pulled the corners of his mouth, and slandered, "Damn! beggars are so rich." ”

Just when Bu Nannan thought to himself that if he was not an enemy, he would worship him as a teacher, and maybe he would be able to make a lot of money.

After a long time, Bu Nannan's wish really came true, but she regretted meeting this strange old man, but this is a later story.

The old man slid on the phone a few times, then pushed the phone to Bu Nannan, and said quietly: "It's you." ”

Seeing the dazzling title on the hot search, Bu Nannan's pupils shrank, and he looked incredulous. She rubbed her eyes vigorously and rubbed her eyes fiercely, until her eyes were sore, and she completely recognized a fact: she was on the hot search again.

But this time, there is another famous person who is on the hot search with her.

Before Bu Nannan could react to what was going on, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly rang.

She handed the phone to the old man, quickly took it out of her bag, glanced at the caller ID, and answered.

"Nan, you go up again...... Hot search?" Fang Tong asked tentatively, definitely, and semi-uncertainly.

Bu Nannan glanced at the old man, and the dazzling title suddenly flashed in his mind: #某巨星未婚妻剽窃设计界鬼才贝蒂作品成瘾#

Although the title does not name hers, the design draft in the post is indeed hers, and she can't deny it if she wants to.

Bu Nannan grabbed her hair irritably, and said, "Maybe...... Maybe it's me, I don't know the specifics, I'll talk about it later. ”

Bu Nannan hung up the phone after a few simple chats with Fang Tong, put down the phone, and looked at the unfathomable old man with heavy eyes, "Why do you want to help me." ”

The old man laughed twice at Bu Nannan's posture of facing a great enemy, and then touched his chin and said thoughtfully: "First, I have a grudge against Betty. ”