"Su Xingyu, enough!" Su Xingqi’s voice was filled with anger, "If you don’t like me, just say it! There’s no need to falsely accuse me under the guise of righteousness! When have I ever had plastic surgery? Don’t spit venomous accusations!"
Plastic surgery is something most women in the circle would do, but most would never admit to it.
Now, Su Xingyu was exposing her in front of everyone, making her very embarrassed.
Su Xingyu remained unfazed: "Whether you’ve had plastic surgery is something you know very well yourself." Having lived under the same roof with this sister for more than ten years, she knew all about her surgeries. Moreover, even if she didn’t, her keen eye could easily discern which models had altered faces and which hadn’t.
She was a very talented photographer, naturally sensitive to these things.
Su Xingqi looked at Qin Mu: "Qin Mu, I haven’t had plastic surgery; it’s Su Xingyu who’s spitting out venom!"
Qin Mu looked at her soothingly: "I believe you. Don’t pay her any attention; she has a bias against you."
Su Xingyu smirked coldly, finding the self-assurance of this man and woman excessive. "If you want to flaunt your love, please go outside and do it later," she interrupted their lovey-dovey moment unceremoniously, "I’ll continue discussing the photos. Su Xingqi can’t express a variety of expressions in her photos—don’t glare at me, even if you haven’t had plastic surgery, the bag photos this time just show you as expressionless—and the model for Huadie Clothing is different this time. Although Jiang Zhenzhen is a small-time model, she has a face that’s not like those internet-famous faces, not only memorable but also capable of conveying rich emotions. Her portrayal is lively and vivid, which is exactly the kind of fresh energy a youthful magazine needs." Content originally comes from N()velFire.net
Her voice echoed slowly in the meeting room.
Mr. Zheng from Huadie applauded: "This young lady has truly insightful opinions."
Mr. Zhao, the editor-in-chief of Illusion Dream, also fell into contemplation. Before the meeting, he was neutral, but after witnessing Ling Weilong’s photos and Su Xingyu’s explanation, he felt inclined to a side.
Ling Weilong and Su Xingyu’s work was far superior to the Qin Family’s.
Qin Mu looked at Su Xingyu. Clearly, he should have been displeased, but at this moment, besides displeasure, he was slightly entranced. He had never noticed how beautiful she was when serious, with her poised demeanor, eloquent speech, and elegant yet admirable presence. Compared to Su Xingqi beside him? Ever since entering the meeting room, she had only been making a fuss, losing terribly in direct confrontation.
He suddenly felt a bit disappointed in Su Xingqi.
As his thoughts spun, he heard Mr. Zhao of Illusion Dream say, "Mr. Sun, I propose we use Huadie’s advertisement for the cover. Our magazine targets the ordinary young girl demographic, and we need something creative and eye-catching. Although the Qin Family’s photos are excellent, they lean towards a luxury elegance style, which is a bit disconnected from our target audience. They can be used in a large spread inside to showcase the Qin Family’s prowess but aren’t quite suitable for the cover."
He expressed his opinion while accommodating the Qin Family’s pride.
A spread inside the magazine was still a big concession.
Mr. Sun glanced at Qin Mu: "Isn’t that a bit much? In my opinion, the Qin Family’s high-end, sophisticated style is far more reliable than any novel creativity. What do you think, Mr. Qin?"
He called Qin Mu several times.
Qin Mu finally tore his gaze away from Su Xingyu: "What did you say?"
Mr. Sun reiterated his opinion. He couldn’t bear to lose the Qin Family’s advertising fee!
"We, of course, want the cover," Qin Mu’s thoughts returned to business, using Su Xingqi for this set of photos was to support her, after all, he had to go all out, "Su Xingyu, no matter how eloquently you speak, it can’t change the fact that the Qin Family’s photos are superior. You don’t need to make sensational statements just to grab attention."
Su Xingyu was slightly taken aback, quickly realizing he meant she was deliberately trying to catch his attention!
What self-indulgence!
Her voice was indifferent: "Mr. Qin, there’s no need for sensationalism, since everyone stands firm, I suggest this: let’s send the photos to the company’s colleagues to anonymously vote, and the side with the most votes will be used."
She was confident their photos were more appealing than the Qin Family’s.
Qin Mu was also aware of this: "Su Xingyu, stop being unreasonable."
"How am I being unreasonable, Mr. Qin, you wouldn’t be scared, right?" Su Xingyu wouldn’t give an inch.
Mr. Zheng from Huadie also joined in: "Yes, vote, Mr. Qin, although your Qin Bag is sizable, we at Huadie Clothing aren’t pushovers either. Let’s compete fairly, or if it escalates, nobody will look good—those journalists love reporting on brands falling out, you know."
His words carried an implicit threat, forcing Qin Mu to frown.
If Huadie really decided to blow things up and bring it to the news, the Qin Family’s image in the consumers’ eyes would take a significant hit. While willing to support Su Xingqi, Qin Mu was merely the second young master of the Qin Family, with a father and elder brother above him. If things got out of hand, he wouldn’t be able to clean up the mess easily. After much thought, he had to swallow his pride: "Fine, for Mr. Sun’s sake, I won’t make things difficult for Illusion Dream. Mr. Zheng, I’ll also give Huadie a break this time, but next time, it won’t be so easy."
Mr. Zheng smiled slightly, understanding that Qin Mu was merely trying to save face, so he didn’t hold it against him.
Over there, Mr. Sun felt immense regret—Qin Mu had agreed to pay twice as much for the cover!
But with things as they were, even as the company head, he couldn’t reverse the situation, so he could only sigh and reluctantly finalize the conclusion.
Su Xingyu left the meeting room, remembering she hadn’t had breakfast, and went downstairs to buy something outside the magazine company.
She hadn’t walked far when someone called out to her: "Su Xingyu."
Looking up, it was surprisingly Su Xingqi.
"What’s the matter?" she asked indifferently.
Su Xingqi stared at her with hatred, saying: "You did it on purpose, didn’t you? Coming to this magazine just to make trouble for me! Let me tell you, this isn’t over! Just wait and see, I’ll make you regret it!"
"How are you going to make me regret it?" Su Xingyu laughed, with a hint of mockery, "Are you planning to steal my boyfriend or smear my name in public again? Don’t overestimate your importance, Su Xingqi, my working here has nothing to do with you."
"People like you don’t belong in the fashion industry at all!" Su Xingqi said sharply, "You’re just a lowly assistant, I’ll have Dad make you resign! You’re a disgrace to the Su Family, doing such menial work! And look at what you’re wearing, ELI’s latest collection? Each piece costs tens of thousands, buying a knock-off doesn’t feel fake to you? Such vanity, don’t you feel embarrassed?"