My brother said it was not bad, but this woman said it was not good?

Jian Zhiyu thought about it carefully, in fact, it was not her tsundere, Tong Xinran's design works, I saw it yesterday.

Although several pieces of jewelry designed by her have sold well and are loved by the majority of consumers, they are too simple and lack innovation in terms of style, and if they are not improved and innovated, they are afraid that they will be replaced by other novel designs in the near future.

Such a person doesn't know how to be modest, and is he qualified to say about her? And what she said just now, no matter how you listen to it, you feel that she is deliberately finding fault.

Jian Zhiyu asked in a long voice: "Dare to ask the director, do you think my work is not to your liking?" ”

Tong Xinran picked up the design draft on the table again and flipped through it a few times, squinted at Jian Zhiyu on the other side of the desk, and smiled contemptuously: "Do you know the difference between the handwriting of elementary school students and college students?" It's not the difference between good and bad, it's the difference between naivety and maturity. The tone was full of sarcasm and ridicule.

After finishing speaking, in front of Jian Zhiyu, he tore those design drafts into pieces.

"You ......" Jian Zhi's tone didn't hit one place, and he wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late.

She glared at Tong Xinran angrily, her chest rising and falling, her fists clenched.

What to do? She now wanted to tear the woman in front of her with her hands.

"Director Tong, what are you doing here? Even if my work is terrible, you shouldn't tear it up. ”

Tong Xinran threw the shredded paper in his hand directly into the trash can beside him: "Since it's garbage, you should go to the place where the garbage goes." ”

Jian Zhiyu glared at Tong Xinran indignantly, she felt that fire was about to erupt from her nose: "That's my thing, even if it's really garbage, I should deal with it." ”

Tong Xinran got up and came to her, leaning his face close to her: "Your thing? Are all the things you think you're really your stuff? Are you sure those things weren't robbed of someone else's? "There are words in the words.

In Jian Zhiyu's opinion, the woman in front of her was deliberate, and she sincerely wanted to provoke her anger so that she would go home directly in violation of the company's rules, after all, she would have said it very bluntly tomorrow.

Jian Zhiyu gritted his teeth and kept reminding himself in his heart that he should be patient, patient, and patient, and he must be patient, and he could not conflict with the leader, and he could not hit the leader, otherwise he would violate the company's employee code.

She didn't want to be fired by the company for such a disgraceful thing on the second day of work, although this was the Jane family's property, she couldn't openly violate the rules.

After taking a deep breath, he took a deep breath, waited for his mood to calm down before he raised his head leisurely, looked at Tong Xinran, and said in an unusually calm tone: "Director Tong, please make it clear if there is any holiday, fake public welfare is not something that a good leader can do." ”

Tong Xinran put his hands around his chest, circled around Jian Zhiyu, and then faced her: "Fake public and private? She raised her head and laughed wildly: "If you say this, no one will believe you." Then he put his face close to Jian Zhiyu: "Even if it's the president, it's not good." ”

Jian Zhiyu glared at her fiercely, and from the clenched lips, it could be seen that she was extremely enduring anger at this time.

"Keep drawing! Until I come up with a work that satisfies me. After dropping this sentence, Tong Xinran walked back to his seat and sat down, and turned his back to Jian Zhiyu, the meaning was very clear, and he didn't want to talk to her.

It just so happened that Jian Zhiyu didn't want to entangle with her more, so she turned around and walked out of the office angrily.

The moment she went out, Tong Xinran turned around and looked at her back, her eyes full of jealousy and resentment.

Jian Zhiyu wants to fight her, she will make her die ugly!

The next second, her eyes fell on the shredded paper in the trash can, with an unclear look on her face.