I Become A CEO After Divorce

Chapter 83 is the abbreviation of my name

Ivan stood still and watched Darin leave before turning to Yanis.

In the exhibition hall, Yanis followed the staff to see many of the designer's manuscript drawings,

which were signed on the top.

Each person's painting method and style are different, and the expression of the mood are

different.

Looking at a few of the designers' manuscripts in the back, Yanis had a lot of ideas in mind.

"Yanis ."

As I was thinking about it, Ivan's voice came from behind me.

Yanis turned to look over at the sound of the voice.

Ivan walked up to Yanis, "Are you done?"

Yanis nodded, "Just about finished reading it all, are you done with your side of things?"

Ivan said, "Please, I'll take her."

The staff member went towards Ivan and turned away with a bow.

After the staff turned to leave, Ivan looked to Yanis , "Yanis , I have something I want to talk to you

about."

Yanis looked over at Ivan after hearing his words, "Is something wrong?"

Ivan had a subdued expression on his face, "Let's talk somewhere else."

Yanis nodded and followed Ivan out of the showroom.

Instead of chatting at the game, the two went to the cafe across the street.

Once seated, Yanis looked to Ivan, "Ivan, is something wrong?"

Ivan took a look at Yanis, took out his phone and handed Yanis the photo that Darin had just sent

over, "Look at this."

Yanis looked at the phone Ivan handed over and took it. When he saw the picture on the top,

Yanis' eyebrows twitched slightly, "Who gave you this?"

Ivan told Yanis the truth.

Yanis laughed softly after hearing this, "Ivan , do you believe me?"

Ivan smiled and nodded, "Of course I believe."

Yanis placed Ivan's phone on the table and reached out and tapped another design on the phone's

screen, "Would you believe me if I said I designed this too?"

At that, Ivan looked up at Yanis, the shock in his eyes obvious.

It took a long time for Ivan to find his voice, "You designed this?"

Yanis said softly, "The first time I came to M Country was to participate in a design competition. I

had little experience and wanted to make money, so after I won the award for this work, I was

approached and offered a sum of money, signed by me, but the copyright and some other rights

belonged to them."

Yanis said, pointing his finger at the bottom of the design with two letters, "My initials."

YT.

Ivan then noticed the signature in the bottom right corner of the design, and then looked at the

most recent Yanis design, which also has a small YT in the bottom right corner.

Ivan enlarged it, marked the byline and sent it to Darin.

As soon as Ivan's message was sent, Darin's call came straight away, "What did you mean by that

picture you sent?"

Ivan says directly, "Both of these designs are Yanis'."

After hearing Ivan's words, Darin remained silent for more than ten seconds before speaking

again, "What did you say?"

"Both designs have a very small letter YT in the bottom right corner, which is the initials of Yanis

Thompson's name."

After hearing Ivan's words, Darin cut out the call screen and compared the two pictures again.

That's how you find the two letters that are so small you can almost ignore them.

Darin cursed, "How can a bullshit system make a mistake like that?"

Darin was silent for a few seconds before continuing, "I know, say sorry to Yanis for me."

Ivan responded. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

Darin hung up the phone straight away.

West let Ivan put away his phone and looked at Yanis, "If I remember correctly, this necklace has

been the leading seller in the past five years, even Darin's self-designed sales total has not surpassed

this necklace."

Yanis is much calmer, "I didn't think they would make the necklace either."

Ivan leaned back in his chair and laughed softly, "If you had been in this circle, there would be no

place for Darin now."

Yanis listened to Ivan's words, "That's not so bad, Mr. Walsh is very good."

Ivan waved his hand, "Five years ago, Darin was nothing."

That's why Yanis doesn't know what to say.

The other side.

Darin searched for the source of the other design and found out that the design was also the

winner of a design competition.

At that time, this design successfully advanced, after which it was bought the copyright, as to who

the original designer is, almost no one knows.

Darin had also seen this necklace back in the day, when it was very popular.

But the other side has a great way of selling, and only a few of them come out each year, making

this necklace a hit.

One will only begin to open full sales rights in the past two years, in the entire jewelry world, the

total sales of this necklace, almost no jewelry can surpass.

Including his proud works, sales have not exceeded, and even a good deal of difference.

"Mr. Walsh, this needs a certificate or it still won't be able to compete." The staff member sitting

next to Darin said in a low voice.

Darin smiled and turned his face to the staff, "Can you contact the person who bought this design

in the first place?"

"It should be difficult, after all, it was five years ago, and many procedures must have been cleared

long ago."

Another staff member picked up, "The most we can probably find right now is a record of this

design being sold back then, but other information is probably hard to find."

"And can this information be used as proof?"

"This definitely can't be, because the system is now designated as a similar work, it would be

difficult to deal with."

Darin frowned, "So is there another way?"

"Yes, withdraw this piece and redraw the draft."

Darin immediately frowned, "It's too late, there's only a dozen hours to draw."

"That may not be possible."

Such design competitions are always strict, and even Darin is not qualified to backdoor Yanis.

Because the system side however, said nothing useful.

Darin said thank you and left the game to find Ivan and Yanis.

The matter was relayed to Yanis in detail.

"A dozen hours is simply not enough, and this matter was an oversight on my part." Darin said

somewhat apologetically.

Yanis shook his head, "It's also my fault, I didn't expect this tournament to be held by the same

party as the original one."

If she had known, she would have told Darin about it in advance, and this might not have

happened.

Darin was silent for a while and whispered, "I will apply to the upper side to extend your side of the

time a little bit, when you finish the drawing and send it directly to me, I will submit it."