Chapter 1618 - 942: Mr. Yan, Xi Fangli... Another Encounter with the Big Shots (13 Updates)
Chapter 1618: Chapter 942: Mr. Yan, Xi Fangli... Another Encounter with the Big Shots (13 Updates)
Exhibition Center
The police who hurriedly arrived had already pinned down Yu Zhen, but couldn’t stop her mouth. Possibly after falling from the clouds into hell, deeply shocked, she appeared crazed, laughing lowly, with an air of fearless arrogance.
"What right do you have to accuse me? On what basis!"
"Tang Wan, you can’t leave."
"I’ve seen all those original design drafts. Can you dare say there’s no relation to the Yan Family? Can you? Pretend to be noble, the originality circle plays these games, you’re filthier than me, filthier—"
"Why am I the only one unlucky, why!"
"Aren’t you here to settle accounts with her? Why are you just sitting there, say something, speak—" Yu Zhen suddenly screamed toward the direction of Fu Third Master.
...
Face twisted, voice hoarse to the extreme.
The sharp, piercing sound terrified everyone present.
"That Yu Zhen must be crazy," people murmured below.
"Preparing for mutual destruction, if worse comes to worst we’ll all die together?"
"But Tang Wan’s design of this exhibition venue does have a striking similarity with Yan’s, did they use the same interior design company?"
"Yan’s has its own design team, some designs have even been patented."
Suddenly, a commotion was heard outside, loud enough to drown out the sounds inside, prompting everyone to look outside, yet the angle made it impossible to see.
Inside the Exhibition Center, police had already subdued Yu Zhen, pressed her aside, using the walkie-talkie to contact a colleague: "What’s going on outside? What happened?"
"Outside..." The police still in the patrol car saw the scene in front, their heads buzzing, "Is today some kind of auspicious day?"
"What are you talking about? What exactly happened!"
**
Outside the Exhibition Center
Inside was chaos, as the ban on photography and recording led to a time lag in news reaching outside, the media and onlookers waiting impatiently.
Seeing a car approaching, they initially paid no mind, the exhibition runs all day, occasionally people come.
At the time, they assumed it was just someone coming to see the exhibition at a bad time.
A young boy jumped out of the car first, followed by a man in traditional Chinese attire who stepped down, with gentle, refined features, exuding an aura of detachment from the world.
Gentle and humble, his demeanor surpassed all.
"Grandpa, it’s crowded, can’t get in!" someone shouted.
The man merely smiled at them, bending down to speak to the boy, who then ran to the security guards at the gate to speak with them.
The guards’ expressions changed instantly, hastily moving forward.
"Master Xi, please come inside."
"Isn’t this... taking advantage of privilege? Not quite appropriate?"
The person wasn’t just anyone; it was—
Xi Fangli!
"It’s not, it’s not, Teacher Tang already instructed me that if it’s you, you can go straight in." The security guard smiled warmly.
"Master Xi?" People at the entrance began to whisper, many seemingly did not recognize him.
Those adept in media knew instantly, "That’s Tang Wan’s mentor, a titan in the industry—Xi Fangli, Master Xi."
"Xi Fangli? Never heard of him." Someone showed doubt.
"That’s because you’re ignorant, his name is absolutely in your art textbooks, if you’re unsure, just search his name online, he’s incredibly renowned."
"Today is truly lucky, even Xi Fangli has appeared."
"Previously, it was said Tao Wangjin held an exhibition, wanting to invite him as a guest, but was declined."
Reporters immediately grew excited, they could photograph and record freely from the perimeter, carrying equipment, if not for the security guards stopping them, they might have directly pushed cameras on Xi Fangli’s face.
Onlookers frowned, a novice asked again: "Who is Tao Wangjin then?"
Reporters were flabbergasted:
"Coming to this kind of exhibition without any prior homework? Not even knowing Tao Wangjin, surely you know Yan Wangchuan or... Qiao Wangbei, right? These folks are industry benchmarks today."
"If you know everything, why bother joining the excitement."
"Heard that Fu Third Master and his young wife came here for Tang Wan, he’s Xi Fangli’s disciple, truly uncertain what might happen if things get dramatic."
...
Outside grew lively, inside Yu Zhen was also restless, pinned by police but mouth incessantly running.
"Tang Wan, you’re unworthy, pretending to be virtuous, holding an exhibition, if I was exposed, I wouldn’t dare face so many people."
"I’m no good person, neither are you!"
"You drove me to despair, don’t think you’ll have it easy, venue design plagiarized someone else’s creation, you’re totally unworthy of hosting an exhibition!"
The voice was sinister and eerie, causing everyone’s scalps within to tingle, resembling venomous snakes entwining around each person in the room.
"Unworthy?"
An angry rebuke suddenly echoed, and everyone turned towards the sound, only to see a man in a Zhongshan suit, well over fifty, walk in.
Warm, slender, composed and calm.
Beside him was a half-grown child. It was Ruan Mengxi who saw the child and kept waving at him. The little fellow scurried to her side with small steps.
"Why are you here?" Ruan Mengxi smiled and asked.
"Came with Grandpa."
At this moment, everyone’s attention was focused on the man. He exuded an air of sage-like poise, but his eyes seemed to hold the force of thousands. Originally kind and gentle, in a flash, he turned cold and stern.
His sharp gaze directly targeted Yu Zhen.
It scared her into a chill down her spine, and her body shivered.
"Young lady, tell me, why is she unworthy?"
"What do you know? Do you understand Cyan Feather, or are you well-versed in appraisals?"
"Whether my apprentice is worthy or not, as her master, I haven’t said anything. Does it fall to you to judge?"
A stern and sudden rebuke.
Yu Zhen might have been frightened by this sudden appearance, and her previous rant subdued like an extinguished flame.
"Master." Tang Wan had walked over to him.
"I was just saying, I could hear the clamor from outside. This solo exhibition of yours is really lively." Xi Fangli huffed lightly.
"I..." Tang Wan coughed twice.
"Plagiarism, is this the design of your venue?" Xi Fangli scrutinized the venue, then under everyone’s watchful eyes, he sneered, uttering something astonishing:
"This design..."
"Has no taste!"
Everyone: "..."
Tang Wan’s solo exhibition venue bears an uncanny resemblance to Yan’s Jewelry exhibition venue. Saying this design has no taste indirectly implies that the Yan Family, Yan Wangchuan, has no taste?
Instantly, the crowd shifted their focus to Song Fengwan. Instead of getting angry, this employee of Yan Group lowered her head, seemingly...
Laughing!
Are you serious?
At such a serious moment, they’re insulting your company, insulting your stepfather, what exactly are you laughing at?!
Tang Wan then coughed lightly, "Master, about this matter..."
"This is Master Xi, he really dares to speak!" People began discussing.
"The apprentice plagiarized someone else’s ideas and concepts, and he even tramples the original creator. This master-apprentice pair is truly something else."
"Isn’t the most unfortunate one the Yan’s being plagiarized?"
...
Amid the crowd’s discussion, there was commotion outside. Before seeing who it was, a deep, resonant voice rang out.
"No taste, who said that!"
Just then someone suddenly shouted:
"Mr. Yan is here!"
Everyone turned around collectively.
They saw a middle-aged man, wearing a well-fitted suit, shirt collar meticulously buttoned, appearing sharp and competent, with poised and commanding presence.
He and Xi Fangli were two completely different personalities, though both engaged in design.
Xi Fangli gave a feeling of warmth and peace, detached from worldly affairs, while this Mr. Yan—Yan Wangchuan—was entirely different...
Expressionless, extremely aloof!
At this moment, those like Third Master Fu in the front row immediately stood up, and the entire Exhibition Center erupted!
"Damn—I’m gonna die!"
"Today is truly profitable, with all the big shots showing up."
"No wonder the Fu side had no reaction, they were waiting for Mr. Yan to personally handle it. After just detracting from the owner’s original design, he shows up."
"I seriously suspect, Mr. Yan came intentionally on time!"
"There’s truly a spectacle to see."
...
Xi Fangli glanced at him with an expressionless look, four eyes meeting.
A confrontation between titans, though not a word spoken, everyone could sense the clash of their gazes, like swords crossing, even without words, just the sheer presence of the two was enough to awe the crowd.
Sparks flew for a moment.