Lord, give up! Madam has too many vests

Chapter 314

At nine o'clock in the morning, sunlight streamed into the Qinqi reception hall through the floor-to-ceiling windows. The hall was bustling with people, and cameras from dozens of media outlets were pointed at the signing table covered with a red carpet.

On the signing table lay a gold-embossed cooperation agreement, and two Montblanc pens gleamed coldly under the light.

Shen Yunzhong stood in front of the microphone, his face filled with sorrow.

"Dear friends from the media, on behalf of the board of directors, I would like to express my deepest apologies regarding the recent design controversy surrounding Qin Auto."

His voice was deep, as if every word had been carefully considered.

"Upon investigation, this was found to be entirely due to a few individuals deceiving their superiors and misappropriating the work of foreign designers."

An uproar immediately erupted from the audience, and flashbulbs went off like a storm.

The reporters whispered among themselves:

"I heard it's the wife of that former CEO Qin. She stole the car design drawings from a well-known foreign designer."

"The Qin family has really lost face this time..."

Liu Jinnian stood beside Shen Yunzhong, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said in a deep voice,

We need to look forward.

Qinqi has already admitted its mistake, so they should be given this chance.

As representatives of Diqi, we will work together with Qinqi to create a true leader in the national automotive industry.

His voice was gentle yet powerful.

His words were immediately met with thunderous applause.

Sitting in the front row, Yan Xue's red lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

Looking at Shen Yunzhong and Liu Jinnian standing side by side on the stage, she was secretly delighted; her dream of becoming the young mistress of the richest man was within reach.

Shen Yunzhong and Liu Jinnian simultaneously picked up their pens, the nibs about to touch the paper—

With a "sizzle," the giant LED screen in the center of the hall suddenly lit up, interrupting the signing ceremony.

The scene that was playing the promotional video suddenly changed, and a figure that no one expected appeared.

"what happened?"

Shen Yunzhong frowned as he looked at the staff, his voice clearly showing displeasure.

A woman appeared on the screen; it was Yan Lan.

She wore a simple white shirt, and her long, black hair was tied in a neat ponytail.

Behind her is the backdrop of an apartment studio, with design drawings and car models scattered on the table.

"Dear friends from the media, I am Yan Lan."

I will be issuing a notice.

I did not plagiarize or steal; Qinqi has always been a genuine national automobile enterprise.

Because I am the God of Europe.

Her cool, clear voice echoed throughout the hall through the speakers.

The entire room fell silent instantly; even the sound of camera shutters stopped.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what they were hearing.

Liu Jinnian's hand trembled violently, and the pen fell to the signing table with a "thud," splashing ink onto the cooperation agreement and spreading a glaring black stain.

His pupils behind his glasses contracted sharply, a multitude of thoughts flashing through his mind. How could this be... God Ou is actually...

Yan Xue suddenly stood up, her meticulously manicured nails digging deeply into her palms.

She stared intently at the screen, the color draining from her face. She pointed loudly at Yan Lan on the screen.

"You're lying, how could you possibly be God of Europe!"

Shen Yunzhong's face instantly turned ashen, veins bulging on his forehead. He turned to the staff, his voice low but threatening, "Turn it off immediately!"

But the images on the screen continued to appear.

Yan Lan picked up a design drawing, on which the modification date and her signature were clearly marked.

"These are the original design drawings of the Qin Auto's competition vehicle; every modification is recorded." She then pulled up a video showing her guiding engineers in modifying parameters.

"These are surveillance videos from the R&D center, which can prove the entire design process."

The laid-off R&D team members, who had been sitting dejectedly in the corner, suddenly erupted in cheers.

Someone excitedly pointed at the screen: "Look! I told you it was designed by the boss's wife!"

Some people even had tears in their eyes.

"Boss lady, it's actually God Ou! Oh my god, I'm actually working with God Ou!"

"Regarding my identity," Yan Lan looked directly into the camera, her gaze as firm as a rock.

"All designs are my own original creations."

She pulled up a patent document.

"This is a design patent I registered in the country, predating any foreign versions."

The audience erupted in another uproar. Reporters frantically snapped photos, while some began furiously typing on their laptops.

"A shocking twist! The truth behind the Qinqi design scandal has been revealed!"

"Emperor Auto is suspected of framing a competitor!"

Shen Yun slammed his hand on the table, making the pen jump.

"Stop playing immediately!"

But his voice was drowned out by the media frenzy.

Liu Jinnian's face was deathly pale, and his fingers trembled uncontrollably.

He looked towards the entrance and saw Qin Shi striding in.

Qin Shi's gaze swept across the signing table like a knife, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"Look! Qin Shi is here!"

"This is going to be good!"

"It seems like Imperial Motors has really messed up this time..."

The flashbulbs went off again like lightning, but this time they were all aimed at Qin Shi.

He stepped to the front of the stage, his voice steady and powerful.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have always kept my wife's identity a secret for security reasons."

He produced a document, "This is a certification letter from the International Automobile Manufacturers Association, confirming that Yan Lan is indeed Ou Shen."

Yan Xue slumped into the chair, her carefully styled hair now disheveled.

Her mind went blank: Impossible... This is absolutely impossible... How could Yan Lan, that country bumpkin, possibly be... Her vision blurred.

Shen Yunzhong stared intently at the documents in Qin Shi's hand, his temples throbbing.

His meticulously planned scheme, which he had been working on for years, was ruined by a woman he had never even given a second glance.

Yan Lan concluded on the screen, "Qinqi has always been a true national enterprise, and we have a clear conscience."

The image freezes on her calm and resolute face, with a bright national flag fluttering in the background.

An eerie silence fell over the entire reception hall, followed by thunderous applause.

This meticulously planned merger farce has completely reversed at this moment.