Yin Xiaomo's eyes were still red, and his voice was slightly choked: "Then search it, although it is unlikely, but if you find it." ”

After she looked at the surveillance, she had already determined that Su Wansheng had stolen her design draft.

But just now in the manager's office, Lin Qingning helped her speak, she had no way, and now is an opportunity.

Lin Qingning nodded: "Since that's the case, then it's up to you to search for it yourself." ”

Yin Xiaomo walked towards Su Wansheng's position, turned her drawer upside down, didn't even let go of her bag, and then walked towards Song Zhiyue.

Song Zhiyue took the initiative to pour the contents of the bag on the table, opened the drawer, and then came out of the position.

"Look for it, lest someone say we've stolen your things."

When she said this, she looked at Xiang Ran.

Everyone knows who she's talking about.

Her bag is full of things that women usually use, and it is clear at a glance, so there is no need to deliberately look for it.

Yin Xiaomo bent down and searched each of her drawers, but she didn't find it.

As soon as she straightened up, she saw a fashion magazine on the folder: "This book is mine, why is it with you?" ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned for a moment, the ghost knows how her magazine came to her.

She waved her hand disapprerovingly: "You can take yours." ”

Yin Xiaomo glanced at her strangely, flipping through the magazine, and small fragments fell from the book and fell on the table, falling more and more.

Yin Xiaomo put down the book, picked up the small fragment and took a look.

A small piece the size of a thumb, and I didn't see anything.

She picked up a few more pieces and looked at them, and when she felt something was wrong, she put the little pieces together.

Her face changed drastically, and she grabbed the book next to her, shaking out all the small fragments in the book.

When everyone saw her like this, they all stepped forward, and even Lin Qingning walked over.

Yin Xiaomo put some pieces together, her eyes were red as if they could drip blood, and it could be seen from the scattered pieces that it was a certain corner of the clothes, and there was no doubt that it was a design drawing.

Xiang Ran snorted and said, "Now it's the stolen goods, this is the evidence." ”

Yin Xiaomo glared at Song Zhiyue angrily, tears rolling in her eyes: "Song Zhiyue, I haven't usually married you, and I haven't done anything sorry for you, why are you like this?" ”

Song Zhiyue was dumbfounded, she didn't know how this magazine was put on her desk, let alone that Yin Xiaomo's design draft was sandwiched in it.

She said categorically: "I didn't do it!" I don't know how this book ended up on my desk. ”

Yin Xiaomo was trembling with anger, where would she believe her words: "The thing was found here with you, do you still want to deny it?" ”

Song Zhiyue saw that everyone was also looking at her with suspicion, and frowned: "What should I do with your design draft?" ”

Xiang Ran said: "After plagiarism, it will be destroyed, so that there is one less competitor." ”

Song Zhiyue glared at her: "You talk nonsense!" ”

Xiang Ran looked at her with a smirk: "I'm talking nonsense? You ask everybody, is this possible? ”

Song Zhiyue knew without asking, everyone probably thought that she stole Yin Xiaomo's design drawings at the moment, and then, just like Xiang Ran said, there would be one less competitor after destroying it.

Because the first place winner not only has a bonus, but also can go to Paris for three months to study, all the expenses are borne by the company.

Everyone wants to be the first, including her, but she won't use such despicable means.