After a busy day's work, Ding Meng has already begun to work on his own design, the design competition is to submit the manuscript first, and select twenty people from the draft to enter the semi-finals, the process of the competition is very simple, but there are three rounds in total, each game is relatively compact, and there is not much time left for the contestants.

While Ding Meng was busy arranging a day's work for Zhu Qing, he inquired about the judges of this competition in the evening.

When Zhu Qing came out of the office, he saw that she was studying seriously, and glanced at her slightly, "This kind of pediatrics, with your ability, can at least enter the top three." ”

The corners of Ding Meng's mouth twitched, she didn't care to just take the top three.

Zhu Qing became interested, "You look like you are hesitant to take the first place." ”

Ding Meng did not deny it, nor did he reply directly, diverting the topic, "You want to go out?"

Zhu Qing took a few customer information in his hand, "Several of them have been completed, and they will be handed over." "She doesn't usually go out, which is something that other designers can do for her, but she goes to the site in person and shows how important these clients are to her.

"Do you need me along?"

Zhu Qing shook his head, "You should prepare for the design, I heard that one of this year's judges is from our school, and it should be my next junior brother." ”

She said lightly as she walked, as if she was talking specifically to Ding Meng, and it seemed to be talking to herself.

Ding Meng didn't answer, she understood very well that Zhu Qing was revealing some important information to her, but, perhaps, she and Song Qingyuan were obviously more concerned about this competition than herself, and even more concerned than herself, what she Ding Dream wanted to do was not to this point, she could solve it herself, and she didn't need them to help.

The design drawings took a morning to finalize, and the drawings were rendered in the afternoon and evening, maybe she never imagined in her life that she would pick up all the things she threw away for a design competition.

Laughed at himself slightly, glanced at the WeChat message, Song Qingyuan was busy with work at noon, and left a message for her in his busy schedule, he wanted to have lunch together at noon, Ding Meng quickly replied to the message, thought about the meal to eat at noon, and listened to his office colleagues say that there is an Internet celebrity restaurant near the company, although he has the attitude of giving it a try, he still wants to go over and taste it.

Ding Meng replied to the message, glanced at the big office, the busy figures of the designers shuttled in the office, many people have dreams, more people are to survive, but every job is injected into everyone's thoughts, she had dreams because she saw Song Qingyuan's efforts, she had some dreams of her own, now, she sees the efforts of these designers, it seems to be encouraged, sometimes, once people live ** Yi, they will forget a lot of ideals, and she, these years, some waste.

If he had chosen to come back and struggle earlier, he might be the first candidate in the Ding family to give up.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, every time she thought of this, she was a little unable to extricate herself, after all, her identity could not be changed by herself, and her background could not be changed, her background was destined for the future as soon as she was born, she wanted to fight, but after all, she chose to escape, Song Qingyuan made her face everything in front of her, and even began to have the goal and fighting spirit of resistance, these changes all originated from Song Qingyuan.

Putting away the desk, he got up and went to Song Qingyuan's office.

Ding Meng strolled to the door of their outdoor-designed office, Yang Che was the first to rush over to chat with her, she waved her hand to signal him to be busy with herself, walked quickly to the door of Song Qingyuan's office, and knocked lightly.

Song Qingyuan frowned slightly, and Jiang Xiaomei in the office was also slightly displeased, after all, it was annoying to be interrupted in the middle of the discussion, she was not very satisfied with the design of this office, and frowned slightly and said to Song Qingyuan, "These designers of yours really don't have much vision." ”

Song Qingyuan spoke, "Come in." ”

When Ding Meng pushed the door open and came in, he had a sneer on his lips, "Manager Jiang is also there." Obviously, her words just now stimulated Ding Meng.

Ding Meng hates women who say bad things about others behind their backs, and Jiang Xiaomei sits this image very steadily.

Song Qingyuan put down the contract, got up and took the design manuscript he had prepared for Ding Meng, which was printed out by the staff in the morning, and it was also some of his previous drafts, he was still very concerned about her competition, after all, she wanted to do something to come out, if she was rejected early, her enthusiasm would inevitably be hit.

It's just some references, Song Qingyuan didn't know that Ding Meng had completed the outline of the design drawings.

Jiang Xiaomei looked at Song Qingyuan with a maintenance look, a little displeased, but it didn't show it on her face, after all, this is the office, Song Qingyuan's territory, she doesn't have any position to get angry and make conflicts, but she glanced at Ding Meng, when she was in college, Ding Meng was like a little bee around Song Qingyuan, I thought that they had broken off contact over the years, who would have thought that as soon as they returned to China, they still found that they were still together.

It seems that the messages that my sister passed on to herself are all fake.

Jiang Xiaomei put away her thoughts and looked at Ding Meng: "I heard Mr. Song say that you want to participate in this design competition." ”

Ding Meng took the design drawings he handed over and sat down opposite them, "Your gossip is quite fast." ”

"I thought you just wanted to be a little assistant, but it seems that you have a lot of ambition. Ding Meng was flattened inside and out, and I really couldn't hear her tone of wanting to praise.

Ding Meng didn't want to clash with her head-on, after all, she was still sitting in the position of the marketing manager, she said too much, and if she couldn't keep this woman, she would wear small shoes for Zhu Qing's entire department, after all, her ability was not the first time she had seen it.

"It's just a matter of playing around. Ding Meng looked at the design with peace of mind after saying it lightly, she didn't want to communicate with Jiang Xiaomei, she knew very well in her heart what kind of character Jiang Xiaomei was, sometimes it was too easy to get into a dead corner and the woman who couldn't get out was the least threatening.

Jiang Xiaomei didn't continue to answer, sorted out all the reports, and continued to talk to Song Qingyuan about the reports, in fact, these jobs can be done by her deputy manager, but how can Jiang Xiaomei let go of such a good opportunity to contact Song Qingyuan, knowing that his heart is not here, she still tries to come over to learn more, because she knows that if she doesn't contact, she may have fewer opportunities to contact and understand in the future, and now she is just laying a foundation for herself.

It's just that Ding Meng interjected from time to time to stare at Song Qingyuan, which really made her a little uncomfortable, and when she saw the design she was looking at out of the corner of her eye, she sneered unremarkably, Ding Meng couldn't get the first place this time, at least more than half of the mentor team in this competition were people she knew.