Chapter 212 The Storm of Public Opinion
Someone dug up pretty detailed info on HN Studio’s latest product launch, with pictures of their new stuff and screenshots of ten design drafts.
“Man, what HN’s pulling off is just not cool, and this designer, Lowe, thinks they’re untouchable because they won some big design contest, right? Like, really? They’re going around saying all these designs are their fresh creations. But, guys, come on, check this out. What’s all this?!”
“Those screenshots of the ten design drafts with watermarks? Four years ago, they were posted online on this super niche designer site by someone named Warm. So yeah, the cat’s out of the bag–these ‘original‘ designs by Lowe? They’re the spitting image of Warm’s work!”
“Do they honestly think that just because it’s a niche site, no one would notice if they lifted someone’s hard work and passed it off as their own? Is Lowe unaware that no one keeps tabs on these lesser–known sites?”
It’s pretty wild thinking back on how I’ve been a fan of Warm for the last four years, only for them to suddenly stop posting updates and vanish into thin air for the next four years. Like, they basically became ghosts.
But hey, just because Warm went MIA doesn’t mean we, the fans, just disappeared too! Seriously, this is straight–up plagiarism. There is no way around it. @Kate, do you even deserve the title of designer with this going on?
The post was pretty direct and used some intense words, even going as far as to tag Kate’s Twitter account right at the end.
You could almost picture Simon’s reaction when that message hit Kate’s Twitter with a direct tag. The sight of the tweet had him laughing like a villa into this one yourself. I can’t play the victim card now.”
in a movie: “Ha! Kate, you kind of walked
Using every moment, Simon dove into this old–school design site. It didn’t take him long to stumble upon a treasure trove of Warm’s designs from four years ago.
Please look at this. Simon had this glint of ruthless determination in his eyes as he got to work.
He was on his computer, fingers flying over the keyboard. The website was essential, and he managed to sneak into Warm’s backend without trouble, snagging the account and switching up the password like it was nothing.
In no time at all, Warm’s account was under Simon’s control.
With a mischievous smirk, Simon hopped onto Twitter. He started to shell out for some bot followers to kickstart a repost frenzy. Suddenly, the internet was ablaze with talk. Posts accusing Kate of ripping off Warm’s design drafts were everywhere, and the design community was all over it, throwing questions left and right.
And then–boom–Warm hit back with a thread!
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Things had gotten pretty heated, and she figured it was high time she stepped in to share her side. She guided everyone over to Twitter for the full scoop.
So here’s the tea: this fresh Twitter account is named Warm, right? Rocking the same profile picture as some other lesser–known platform has. The page is about claiming all these artistic sketches as her own, clearly stating she never sold them to anyone.
Now, picture this: HN Studio’s latest collection? Looks like it’s straight–up copied from her sketches. And there’s Kate, confidently saying those are her brainchildren. Talk about audacity, right?
Fast forward a bit, and boom, HN Studio is now the talk of the town online.
Meanwhile, at Summer Estate, you’ve got Eric glued to his computer screen, not missing a single comment flooding in during the live stream of HN Studio’s product launch. Trust me, the comments weren’t singing praise.
With the temperature dropping in the room from his icy stare, Eric didn’t waste a moment. He hops onto Twitter, eyes scanning through the storm of posts calling out Kate for ripping off designs and telling her to find a new career path. And Eric? He’s just there, smirking like he knows something they don’t, his look getting sharper by the second.
Man, some people never learn.