Fang Tian turned her head and immediately recognized Quan Jiu.
Her face suddenly stiffened, and the feeling of being exposed and panicked by Quan Jiu in public returned.
"It's you again," she said, trying to suppress her fear and glaring at Quan Jiu.
Quan Jiu showed a hint of confusion: "You know me?"
Fang Tian was suspicious. She was certain she hadn't mistaken the person and that this woman was up to some trick again.
After thinking for a moment, she said, "Last time, at Mr. Chu's birthday celebration, you falsely accused me of plagiarizing Yun Lan Ge's designs. Then, by some means, you forced the clothes I designed and sewed to be twisted into Yun Lan Ge's designs. How much did Yun Lan Ge pay you to frame me so unscrupulously?"
The commotion here had already attracted a lot of attention. People were looking at Quan Jiu or Fang Tian, filled with speculation. However, they were all loyal fans of Yun Lan Ge, so no one believed Fang Tian's words.
Quan Jiu became even more confused: "How did I falsely accuse you?"
"You..." Fang Tian gritted her teeth fiercely. "Don't deny it. I have proof."
Quan Jiu smiled lightly: "Then tell me, how did I falsely accuse you? And what is your proof?"
As Fang Tian hesitated, she suddenly received a text message on her phone. Her spirits immediately lifted, and she shot Quan Jiu a triumphant glance before getting up and walking onto the runway.
The sudden appearance of someone on the runway startled the entire show. Fortunately, the models on stage were very professional and did not falter due to this unexpected turn of events, maintaining their graceful strides.
Moreover, Yun Lan Ge's shows were always very short, as displaying ten outfits did not take much time. By then, the last model was already on stage.
The model calmly walked off the stage.
Fang Tian, regretting not seizing the best moment, said, "Everyone, I'm taking a huge risk today. I want to expose the ugly incident of Yun Lan Ge's founder plagiarizing my designs."
As soon as she finished speaking, the entire show erupted in an uproar.
"Nonsense... you're the one who plagiarized. All of Yun Lan Ge's designs are personally created by the founder."
"Yes, who do you think you are, accusing someone without proof?"
"Security, get this lunatic out of here."
Most people in the venue were incensed, pointing at Fang Tian and shouting at her.
Fang Tian suppressed her fear and kept encouraging herself, continuing, "If I weren't pushed to the brink, I wouldn't be here. Today, I want all of you to see the true, ugly face of Yun Lan Ge."
"Get down!" Someone threw a bottle at Fang Tian.
The bottle hit Fang Tian squarely in the face. She gritted her teeth as if she could shatter them. Enduring the pain, she continued, "I am Fang Tian from Fang Tian Embroidery Studio. These are the designs I've poured my heart and soul into over the years. But I never expected there to be a mole in Fang Tian Embroidery Studio who sold my design drafts to Yun Lan Ge's founder. From then on, Yun Lan Ge used my designs to release their products."
The clamor in the venue gradually subsided.
Fang Tian took the opportunity to unfold the booklet in her hands, flipping through the pages for the audience to see.
"I am just a designer who works in obscurity. If it weren't for a chance encounter, I wouldn't even know that Yun Lan Ge had stolen my designs. This chance encounter, most of you should know about it – it's the news report from a while ago about 'Fang Tian Embroidery Studio plagiarizing Yun Lan Ge's designs.'
But is the news report really the truth? How much of the inside story do you know? I don't want anything today; I just want justice."
"Nonsense. Why would a big brand like Yun Lan Ge need to copy from a small studio like yours, Fang Tian Embroidery Studio? Who do you think you are?" someone retorted angrily.
Fang Tian gave a wry smile. "I knew you wouldn't believe me. Even the court couldn't clear my name, so what can I expect from you?
Yun Lan Ge is a big brand, backed by various powerful forces. Confronting Yun Lan Ge is like a moth flying into a flame; I know this very well. But do you really think I don't have evidence? The reason I dare to stand here today is that I have found the evidence, evidence that can prove my innocence."
Her words were quite moving, and she even repeatedly claimed to have evidence, making it seem as if it were true. For a moment, the audience in the venue quieted down.
Fang Tian paused and continued, "Although there are heartless people like Yun Lan Ge in this world, there are also kind people, people who admit their mistakes and correct them, and people who repay kindness. Xiao Qu, please come up."
The audience involuntarily followed Fang Tian's gaze to the back.
Soon, a very ordinary middle-aged woman emerged from the crowd. She kept her head down, her hands clenched into fists, and her steps quick as she hurried through the crowd and onto the runway.
"Hello everyone, I am... I am Xiao Qu, an embroiderer from Fang Tian Embroidery Studio. I want to... expose Yun Lan Ge for plagiarizing our boss's designs. Because this mole... it was me."
Xiao Qu on stage appeared very nervous, her speech faltering and incoherent. She didn't even lift her head the entire time.
But what she said stunned everyone in the venue.
Seeing this, Fang Tian felt a surge of triumph. She coughed.
Receiving the signal, Xiao Qu continued. With each attempt, she became more confident, and her speech became more fluent.
"Several years ago, Yun Lan Ge's founder approached me and asked me to help her steal our boss's designs. My family was poor, and my parents urgently needed surgery fees. I was forced to agree, and from then on, whenever our boss had a new design, I would photograph it for Yun Lan Ge.
However, my boss has been incredibly kind to me. When she learned my parents were ill, she even provided medical expenses for me free of charge. I couldn't live with myself, so I am standing up now to expose this in person."
Her story was now detailed and plausible, and more and more people became confused, their faces showing shock, yet still disbelief.
How could this be possible? Yun Lan Ge's founder was such a talented person; how could her works be plagiarized?
Soon, someone reasonably retorted, "This is impossible. I've bought clothes from Yun Lan Ge. Their designs are all customized according to the buyer's preferences. How could they be plagiarized from you? Could you have foreseen what patterns and motifs I would like?"
Fang Tian chuckled. "That's why my designs have slight differences from the actual finished products. She mostly copied them directly and then added the elements you liked, making minor modifications. This isn't difficult for Yun Lan Ge."
"Xiao Qu, you said you contacted Yun Lan Ge's founder several years ago. I'm curious, what kind of person is Yun Lan Ge's founder?"
Xiao Qu subconsciously looked at the person speaking, who was standing near the back. Even though the lighting wasn't bright, her beautiful profile was still visible.
She appeared a little nervous and, with her head still down, said, "I've never met her in person, but her tone of voice is very harsh, petty, and jealous of our boss's talent. She often scolds our boss."
Quan Jiu couldn't help but chuckle softly and nod slightly, then asked, "You said you contacted Yun Lan Ge's founder several years ago?"
"Five... five years ago."
"Then, what year, month, and day did you start working at Fang Tian Embroidery Studio?"
"I..." Xiao Qu's eyes darted around, and she began counting on her fingers, calculating the years in her mind. After a while, she finally gave a date, which happened to be exactly five years ago.
Quan Jiu continued to smile. "If that's the case, can you provide your employment certificate, social security enrollment proof, and other related documents?"