Page 890 of Assistant to My Contracted Husband

"The designs submitted by the designers were all original works without any copyright issues, but when submitted to the partners, the designs were switched.

The designs turned out to be well-known works from abroad, and if this goes to court... it really would be unaffordable.

The Gu Family would have to compensate the original creators and also the current partners...

Calculating this... in line with the Gu Family’s strict self-discipline, it would be one hundredfold.

It’s enough to completely drain the Gu Family.

Now the question arises... With the issue in the designs, is it the partners who did this deliberately, or is someone within the design department causing trouble?

"Bring me the recent partner’s information."

"Yes, Manager."

Jian Ran took the partner’s information from the staff and looked towards Gu Mochen, pursing her lips and said: "President Gu, except for the Chen Family, the recent partners are all long-time cooperatives with the Gu Family."

Gu Mochen narrowed his eyes...

"Hmm... Dismiss the meeting, everyone can go back to their own work for now. The Gu Family not only protects the rights of the partners but also ensures the rights of our staff. Since everyone’s work has no issues, the Gu Family will not let everyone bear the stigma of plagiarism, we will let the public judge this fairly. "

Gu Mochen’s words were resolute, like a reassurance pill, and everyone sighed in relief after hearing it.

Jian Ran pursed her lips silently, admiring Gu Mochen’s unique approach.

Always impeccable in handling matters.

After hearing his words, everyone was even more grateful to Gu Mochen, and respectfully said: "President Gu, Manager, we’ll take our leave first."

"Hmm..."

"Alright..."

...

After the designers left, only Jian Ran and Gu Mochen remained in the meeting room, Jian Ran looked at Gu Mochen’s furrowed brows and said softly: "Mo Chen... Han Siming... he wants to bring down the Gu Family."

"Hmm, quite clear and deliberate."

Gu Mochen pressed his thin lips together, suddenly the meeting room door was pushed open, and Secretary Zhou hurried in.

"President Gu, there’s trouble... Han Siming, in his capacity as a shareholder, is calling for a general shareholders meeting... to hold you accountable for poor management."

Gu Mochen: "..."

Han Siming... really is bold and reckless.

A cold smile crept at the corner of Gu Mochen’s mouth... chilling to the bone.

Jian Ran was furious upon hearing this... Han Siming is calling for a shareholder’s meeting, on what grounds?

Crying thief to catch a thief?

Facing such a scoundrel, Jian Ran could only scoff in derision.

Truly despicable.

"Hmm..."

Gu Mochen raised his hand to hold Jian Ran’s small hand, his thin lips pursued: "Come with me, you’re also one of the shareholders of the Gu Family, with twenty percent of shares under your name."

Though it’s not known to the public.

Hearing Gu Mochen’s words, Jian Ran nodded.

"Alright..."

Whether as a shareholder of the Gu Family or the head of the design department, Jian Ran felt it was her undeniable responsibility.

Now... she could only try to make amends.

...

Although the Jian Family was also a shareholding company before, Jian Ran seldom had the opportunity to participate... now entering the boardroom for the shareholder meeting, her lips pursed, her palms sweaty with nervousness.

Gu Wei and Han Siming were present.

Gu Mochen’s tall figure appeared at the door of the meeting room, immediately giving an invisible pressure to everyone present.

His finely sculptured, exquisite features, handsome, cold, arrogant, demonically enticing to the extreme.

Initially, there was a buzz of conversation among the people, but it quieted down upon Gu Mochen’s arrival.

Only Han Siming stood up, ignoring Gu Wei’s restraint, and strode to Gu Mochen, pronouncing each word distinctly and sternly.

"Gu Mochen, today, as a shareholder, I call for a general shareholder’s meeting to hold Mo Chen accountable for poor management."

The corners of Gu Mochen’s mouth slightly curled, filled with coldness.

"Really? Why don’t you tell me why?"

Gu Mochen scanned the man in front of him, his handsome face showing no clear emotion, regally imposing and overbearingly assertive.

Han Siming’s face changed upon hearing this.