Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Zhuang Nainai felt that her life was like a joke. Every time she felt that happiness was within her reach, God would play a cruel joke on her.
She sighed and drank two mouthfuls of water. After putting the glass teacup down on the office desk, she stood up and walked out.
Mother had always said, âAnother day, another dollar.â She was the Deputy Director of the Imperial Groupâs fashion design department, so she ought to do her job well.
Three months had passed, and the state of the fetus seemed to be stable; hence, she decided to report to work daily from now on.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The designs of their spring apparels had not been finalized, so the design department would have to work overtime again.
Zhuang Nainai walked out of the office and discussed the problems of this springâs new products with colleagues from several departments. As she had always had a flair for fashion design, the few issues she raised made everyoneâs eyes light up.
After the meeting had ended, the group of people dispersed and Zhang Tingting followed Zhuang Nainai out.
Zhang Tingting couldnât help but say, âNainai, I used to think that you wouldnât be fitting of the Deputy Director position because you are still so young, but I suddenly feel that you are so capable!â
Upon hearing her praises, Zhuang Nainai smiled. Given her young age, she would feel happy whenever she was praised. âOf course! I already said that Iâm a genius!â
Immediately, Zhang Tingting broke into fits of laughter. However, she suddenly stopped laughing and said moments later, âActually, everyone has been saying how capable Director Mi is, but every time she designs something, she would do it stealthily. In the actual meetings, she couldnât even provide any fresh or constructive suggestions. We used to think that it was because she didnât want to share her designs with everyone, but now that I think of it, Director Mi isnât that capable. Even if she submitted her designs later on, they were nothing amazing. I really wonder what the design that had blown everyoneâs minds away in the design competition that year looks like.â
It had already been three years since the Starlight Design Competition. It was the second time an Asian had gained recognition, so it was well-known throughout the design industry.
However, the competition was posh and classy, and it was held in Europe, so they had not seen the actual design before. Moreover, three years ago, the Internet was not as insane as today, such they could search for anything.
Upon hearing this, she couldnât help but stop in her tracks as her eyes dimmed. After a while, she said nonchalantly, âSince she has been awarded first place, it means that her design must have really been breathtaking. Designers also need some inspiration when designing things. The capitalist class is too exploitative. Itâs normal that we working people cannot find inspiration.â
Zhang Tingting suddenly said, âBut look at you! Every time we have a meeting, you always have some special inspiration! I think you are really much better than Director Mi!â
A smile spread across Zhuang Nainaiâs face immediately. She had wanted to say something when she heard someone behind her say, âHello, Director Mi!â
Instantly, Zhang Tingting froze. She even started to tremble out of fear. As she slowly turned her head, she witnessed Mi Nuoâs indignant face behind them.
Zhuang Nainai also didnât expect her to catch them badmouthing her behind her back. Even though she had not badmouthed her at all, she still felt rather guilty at that moment.
Mi Nuo was usually friendly and gentle in front of everyone. She looked approachable, but only her assistant knew her true colors.