Blanca Roach was on edge all the way and didn’t get much rest until after the plane landed when she felt a pang of sleepiness.
“Matthew Grant, are we there yet?”
“Well, we’re home.” Matthew Grant half-holding her waist, one hand pushing the stroller, “later you get in the car to rest a little, I see you have not slept much.”
“It’s okay, I’m not that tired.”
Although her mouth said so, she still indisputably yawned, even her eyes were in a trance.
She half leaned on Matthew Grant’s shoulder, squinted, and moved slowly after his footsteps.
“Why are you so sleepy?” Matthew Grant’s lips couldn’t help but raise, slowing his pace, “You’re almost like Alice.”
“No, I’m just sleepy for now. Your daughter sleeps for a long time every day.”
Probably because she was sleepy, Blanca Roach muttered her words with weariness, and did not lean back and rub her eyes until she was in the car.
“Hmm? What’s this?”
She glanced at a piece of advertising paper handed out in the front row of the driver, and the printed merchandise in the picture looked so familiar.
“This one.” The driver started the car, his tone casual, “It was handed to me from the window while I was waiting for the young master and wife just now, it seems to be selling jewelry.”
“Then you bring it to me.”
Blanca Roach came down in spirit as soon as she took the creased advertising paper and opened it, her eyes immediately widened.
Wasn’t this the main model of jewelry from her last new product launch?
But how could her design be printed on this kind of jewelry advertisement in a dignified manner, and under the banner of a high-end custom model.
“What’s wrong?”
Matthew Grant looked down at the small woman next to her as she froze for half a day with a piece of advertising paper.
“What’s so great about a piece of advertising? Is someone copying your design?”
“It’s not just a parody, it’s a copy!”
Blanca Roach frowned and handed the advertisement paper in her hand to him, exasperated.
“Look at the advertisement printed on it, isn’t it my previous main model of jewelry? The problem is that I’m not even abroad these days, where did they get the authorization to use my design.”
“It’s probably a private printing.” Matthew Grant flipped through the ad paper and found a series of numbers, “Call the number on the ad and ask them, remember to record it.”
“I’ll call now, I’d like to see what they have to say.”
Blanca Roach bristled, her face full of anger.
She had thought before that the design might be used by other small brands, but she didn’t expect it to be used so blatantly.
“Hello, this is Julia Jewelry Company, how may I help you?”
“Hello I would like to inquire about the high-end customized model that you advertise, is this jewelry an independent original by your designer?”
“Miss, yes oh, we have a license agreement to guarantee that it is an original design.”
“So.” Blanca Roach stared at the picture and narrowed her eyes, “But I look at this design seems to be similar to the design of the jewelry in a new product launch the other day, are you sure your brand has the copyright to use it?”
“Miss, since we dare to publish the advertisement all over the city, it proves that we have the copyright, do you have any other questions please?”
Blanca Roach’s eyebrows grew tighter, feeling that this matter was definitely not simple.
“But I heard that the designer is not in the country these days, may I ask how did you obtain the authorization?”