C2 The President Is Ill

"Boss Xi, you're here." Suzy's eyes were sparkling like diamonds, and she had completely forgotten about her previous embarrassing situation.

Just now, Morimoto's side had also informed her that Mr. Xi would not be coming, causing her to be disappointed for a while. With the support of Mr. Xi, the effect was exceptionally good.

Sid nodded to her and walked straight up to Qiao Yifeng. He then asked the female assistant, "What's going on?"

The female assistant said aggressively: "CEO Xi, this girl intended to steal Susie's design. After being caught red-handed, we did something to Sui Sui. Our Sui Sui's precious hands were used for drawing and designing, but now we are injured like this by this brat! It was just that I wanted to hand it over to the police, but Susie decided not to interfere with the press conference today. "

She glared at Joe. "Even if Susie doesn't want to pursue this matter with kindness in her heart, if your reputation for plagiarism gets out, I'm sure no one will want you, and you won't be able to do anything in the design world."

"Oh?" Sid's eyes turned to Joe's face. His five fingers were red, and his eyes were misted. It was easy to see that she was trying to restrain her tears.

Joe did not seem to see him, her secret husband.

Hilde raised her eyebrows. She had been so unreasonable when facing him, how could she be mute now?

He leisurely said, "Plagiarism is such a big thing, how can we just let it go like this?"

Xi De's eyes were cold and emotionless as he ordered, "Wen Cheng, inform the police and contact the relevant experts. Also, need to go to the hospital to have the injuries appraised."

Wen Cheng accepted the invitation, and in his heart, he mourned for Miss Suzy and the female assistant in advance.

The female assistant was pleased with Sid's handling, and Suzy panicked when she heard that an expert was to be brought in.

"My injuries aren't that serious, so there's no need to make such a ruckus. Furthermore, she hasn't seen the script. After all, she's from the same faculty, so she doesn't want to cause such a ruckus. Moreover, I still have to host this press conference later …"

Sid interrupted her coldly. "No need."

Suzy was stunned. "What?"

"The board of directors has just decided that the development of this related industry will be delayed. I think it's necessary for Miss Susie to verify her character and ability as the person in charge of this industry." Xi De looked at her coldly, then turned to Wen Cheng and instructed, "Take this Miss Qiao to the hospital and arrange for her injuries to be examined."

The female assistant thought she had misheard, "CEO Xi, did you get it wrong?"

It was Joe who stole Susie's work with poetry, and it was Joe who hurt Susie with poetry.

"You, what did you say?" For a moment Suzy did not recover.

After preparing for such a long time, the store and staff were all ready. Such a huge project had cost her so much effort and energy.

Sid had no patience to talk to them. He stepped out of the dressing room and stopped when he saw that Qiao Yifeng was not following him. His dark eyes looked over at Qiao Yifeng and his tone was full of dissatisfaction. "Still not leaving?"

Of course, Qiao Yifeng did not want to stay here any longer, so he trotted to keep up with Sid.

Leticia's staff and upper echelons bowed their heads in greeting when they saw Sid.

After Hilde had left, everyone looked at the woman behind her with curiosity and envy.

"Why does this woman look so familiar …" She, she, she, she's just a little errand girl who's been following Susie around all day! "

"What does she have to do with it? He could actually stand within the radius of two meters. Holy shit! He even got into CEO Xi's car! "What is her background?"

"I heard that he's still an undergraduate who hasn't graduated yet. So CEO Xi has such a good mouth."

"..."

As soon as he got into the car, Hilde grabbed Joe's chin and turned his face to hers, her eyes scanning her face inch by inch, checking to see if she was hurt.

Qiao Shi was in pain and wanted to turn his face away, but the thug increased his strength and she cried out: "Pain!"

Hilde looked at her scrunched face and lost her temper.

He withdrew his strength, crossed his arms over his chest, and stared straight ahead with a haughty attitude. "I asked you to be my partner and go with me to Beeson's art exhibition, but instead you came here to be someone else's errand boy. It's just a little press conference, what's there to see?"

He remembered that she had been busy for three months.

"What do you know!" "Senior Susie is an idol that I've worshipped for many years. When I first entered the St. Martin's Design Academy, I was only able to target senior sister …"

Her idol had overturned all three of her views. She was angry, resentful, and even more disappointed, puzzled, puzzled, and disappointed.

"A lot of things are not what they seem to be on the surface. Under the beautiful illusion, there is usually darkness. Suze is from an artistic family, and her body is covered with labels. She is too focused on the appearance of vanity and splendor to be destined to have anything to do with art. " Sid did not have her rich moods, so he gave her a stiff lesson.

Joe glared at him with the poem, and though the image of Susie was lost, he vilified her idol as if he were denying her.

She said angrily, "Don't talk about Susie, you're not just focused on dirty money deals, you're not meant to be artistic! What's more, what female companion, I'm obviously going to be your tour guide, you're just afraid that if you see those paintings you'll get sick, and then I'll definitely be surrounded by your rumored girlfriends and brainless fans. What's the difference between this and running errands, oh no, it's even worse than running errands! "

Sid was outraged. "Joy, poetry!"

Not many people knew about his illness, and those who knew never dared to mention it in front of him. Qiao Yifeng was an exception.

Seeing Sid's furious look of a lion about to devour a man, Joe shut his mouth and shrank to the other side of the room.

Sid gritted his teeth. "If it wasn't for you …"

If not for the fact that to him her existence was more special than others, perhaps she would have been torn to shreds by him long ago.

This was what had made Sid so angry.

Sid suffered from severe Stendhal's syndrome, which produced varying degrees of antisense rejection in the face of works of art, but not discomfort in the face of works of art designed by Joe.

However, Qiao Yifan seemed to have been sent by the heavens to torment Hilde. He could always make Hilde fly into a rage at any moment, but he was not afraid of death.

It was also for this reason that he forced Hilde to marry Joe's poem.

"Stop the car!" Sid roared, and Wen Cheng stopped his car. Sid roared at Qiao Yifeng, "Get the hell out of here!"

Joe slipped out of the car with his tongue sticking out.

Wen Cheng took the opportunity to glance at his wristwatch. It had been 15 minutes and 24 seconds since he had stopped the car. Only after spending so much time together was the CEO infuriated. It seemed like the president's patience with his wife was steadily rising.

It was irrational for his wife to mention the CEO's illness.

Sid's parents were internationally renowned designers, and the couple had nurtured him since he was a child, but when he was thirteen years old, he suddenly fainted while watching the show.

From then on he read the work of art, his heart shook, he struggled to breathe, he fainted in severe shock.

He was diagnosed with Stendhal's syndrome and would never be able to touch art again for the rest of his life.

Sid went through a period of depression and then turned to business studies.

The heavens seem to favor this man especially. He was famous around the world for his incipient involvement in the business world. He became a rare talent in the business world. With Morimoto, he ascended the status of a top designer in the world.

Everyone thought that he was a proud son of heaven, a lofty President Morimoto, but Sid's parents were very sorry for his lack of art.

Even … Disappointment.

Hilde, who was sitting in the back seat, pinched her forehead in annoyance, and Qiao Yifeng's words still echoed in her ears.