Mr. Tycoon Is Actually the Father of My Child!
Chapter 342: Is Your Brain Squeezed by the Door?

Chapter 342: Chapter 342: Is Your Brain Squeezed by the Door?

Lin Qian made a trip to the ad agency, handed over the new promotion plan to the person in charge, and then returned to the store.

As she entered, Du Qian emerged from the office.

When Du Qian saw Lin Qian return, the corners of her lips curled slightly as she walked toward her.

"Lin Qian, is your market research done? I just checked Fandi Luxury’s website. Their live data shows that, as of 4 PM, today’s sales revenue has already reached tens of millions. Lin Qian, do you think we can compete with them tomorrow?"

A faint mocking tone, laced with a trace of schadenfreude.

Lin Qian looked at Du Qian and said, "Manager Du, why do I feel like you’re rooting for us to lose? Undermining your own team and boosting others’ morale isn’t really a good look!"

With just a few words, Lin Qian managed to stop the smile on Du Qian’s face in its tracks.

Du Qian fixed her gaze on Lin Qian, a glimmer of darkness flashing in her eyes.

She sure is putting on a calm front.

Let’s see if she can still remain this composed tomorrow!

"Manager Lin, you’re back."

Seeing the tense atmosphere between the two, Chen Fei quickly ran over, pulling Lin Qian to the side to discuss some store matters.

When she spotted the brochure in Lin Qian’s hands, she took it and scrutinized it. "What’s this? Is this the brochure we’re distributing for tomorrow’s event?"

This wasn’t their brochure for tomorrow.

It was Fandi Luxury’s brochure.

Lin Qian pressed her red lips together, just as Chen Fei’s exclamation pierced the air. "Huh? This is Fandi Luxury’s brochure? Manager Lin, something’s wrong here! The design and content of their brochure are identical to what we prepared!"

Indeed.

Lin Qian pulled out her phone, pretending to check her messages while secretly opening the camera, pointing it subtly toward Du Qian.

She wanted to see Du Qian’s current reaction.

While there wasn’t concrete proof that Du Qian had leaked the event details, a person’s expression never lies.

Du Qian was probably reveling in her satisfaction now.

Lin Qian’s almond-shaped eyes sparkled as she remarked to Chen Fei deliberately, "Exactly! I noticed it while doing market research earlier. Who would’ve thought Fandi Luxury’s event would mirror our own planning perfectly? Tell me—who could’ve had such synchronized brainstorming as we did?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Fei fumed, "Identical brainstorming? This is surely someone leaking our event details! Damn it, who’s so shameless?! Manager Lin, what do we do now?"

Seeing Chen Fei so agitated, Lin Qian discreetly glanced at the phone recording.

Feigning frustration, she replied, "You think so too? Whoever leaked the event details really crossed the line. And tomorrow is the day of our event—I honestly don’t know what to do now."

Watching Lin Qian and Chen Fei whispering furiously, Du Qian’s face gleamed with satisfaction.

She approached them, asking, "What are you two talking about?"

Upon hearing her, Chen Fei quickly handed over the brochure, saying, "Manager Du, take a look. This is Fandi Luxury’s event brochure, and it’s an exact replica of what we planned for tomorrow!"

Du Qian took the brochure, flipping through it with exaggerated gestures, before feigning a shocked expression.

"Oh my, how could this happen? Identical event details—I think we shouldn’t bother proceeding with tomorrow’s event. We’ll definitely lose to Fandi Luxury, and the defeat will be humiliating. Lin Qian, you’re the store manager. If the event fails against Fandi Luxury, you’ll bear full responsibility."

Not a word about solutions, just a quick attempt to pin everything on Lin Qian.

Lin Qian smirked coldly, catching the fleeting look of smug delight on Du Qian’s face. Her lips curled slightly as she retorted, "Manager Du, you’re the regional manager and my superior. If the event fails against Fandi Luxury, don’t you bear any responsibility at all?"

Hearing this, Du Qian’s smile froze. She pushed her hair behind her ear, sneering slightly.

"What responsibility do I have? Lin Qian, you’re the one who came up with the event plan. Obviously, you’ll bear sole accountability. Identical campaigns? Lin Qian, even if you wanted to win, you shouldn’t blatantly plagiarize someone else’s ideas!"

Trying to shift the blame onto her?

This plan was Lin Qian’s creation!

Listening to Du Qian shameless accusations, Lin Qian found it utterly laughable.

"Manager Du, as a manager, could you think before speaking? If I were plagiarizing someone else’s plan, would I schedule our event to follow theirs? Did a door accidentally slam your head shut or something?"

"You!"

Du Qian’s face flashed with petty fury and embarrassment.

Lin Qian didn’t bother sparring further, pulling Chen Fei into the office.

Du Qian glared at Lin Qian’s slender silhouette, her lips curling coldly.

Annoyed to the point of rage?

She was waiting to enjoy Lin Qian’s downfall!

As long as tomorrow’s event turned into a catastrophe, and Fandi Luxury outperformed them in sales, Du Qian could secure a position at Fandi as their new vice president!

Inside the office, Chen Fei anxiously questioned Lin Qian.

"Manager Lin, what are we going to do? How could both events be exactly the same? If we stick to the original sales strategy tomorrow, we’ll really become the laughingstock of the industry!"

Identical sales campaigns wouldn’t just result in poor performance compared to Fandi Luxury but would also provoke sneers from others in the industry.

What kind of lowly move would it take to blatantly copy another company’s promotional strategy?

Seeing Chen Fei’s panicked expression, Lin Qian comforted her with a smile. "Don’t worry. I’ve already come up with a backup plan. For now, just stick to the original plan to warm up the buzz for tomorrow’s event."

Though Lin Qian’s calm demeanor exuded confidence, Chen Fei looked skeptical.

She wanted to ask more but decided against it, murmuring a response before hurrying off to work.

Behind her, Lin Qian’s smile faded slightly. She picked up her phone and reviewed the recording of Du Qian’s uncontainable smugness, tightening her grip on the device.

If Du Qian wasn’t the leak, then who else could it be?

But why would she do it?

What motive would Du Qian have for tanking their sales performance against Fandi Luxury?

Was she planning to resign?

Lin Qian exhaled deeply, deciding to set aside worries for now and focus on preparing for tomorrow’s tasks.

By noon the next day.

Everything was ready.

During the mid-day lull, Lin Qian gathered all the employees together.

"Chen Fei, distribute the brochures to everyone."

Lin Qian gestured for Chen Fei to hand out the newly arrived brochures to the staff.

"Alright."

Chen Fei handed out the brochures to everyone.

When they realized the new version differed from the initial one, they couldn’t hide their surprise.

"A kids’ model runway? Manager Lin, did we plan for this segment?"

"Yeah, this feels so sudden! Lin Qian, where are the kids’ models?"

Several staff members eagerly questioned the added feature.

Holding the brochure herself, Lin Qian’s red lips curved into a smile. Just as she was about to respond, the sound of a child’s voice echoed from the doorway.

"Mommy, we’re here!"