Chapter Ninety-Six: The First Snow
Zhong Qi finally boldly admitted it, thinking that the person on the other end of the phone would look ecstatic, but he didn't expect any reaction. I couldn't help but be spoiled by someone's little temper came up, and said coquettishly: "I said I miss you, why don't you react at all, and I won't call you again in the future, hum." ”
Hearing the little woman's words, Lou Jin reacted completely, and he didn't hear the sound right now. Feeling the little woman's dissatisfaction, she quickly woke up from the excitement she had just now, and coaxed: "Xiaoqi, I'm just too happy, forgive me this time, okay?" Me, you have to wait for me to go back, I will go back soon..."
As he spoke, he was incoherently excited, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say. When he lost his temper like this in his life, he was always in front of a little woman.
Zhong Qi said that just to let someone coax her, and after hearing it, she didn't continue to be arrogant.
The two men continued to talk for a while, and neither of them mentioned the troublesome things during this time. It's not a deliberate forgetting, but we value each other. There are some things that are not suitable for being said on the phone, but only in person.
It's just that before hanging up the phone, Lou Jin said to a little woman very solemnly: "Xiaoqi, you must wait for me to go back, you must." ”
Zhong Qi listened to it, but didn't take it to heart. She just thought that she would wait for him to come back, but she didn't dig into the meaning of what he meant.
After hanging up the phone, both of them stood quietly for a while, calming down their inner emotions before moving on to other things.
In the conference room, the assistant looked at his watch from time to time, watching the time on it pass bit by bit, and he was anxious. I wanted to go over and call my president back, but I thought of the consequences of delaying the president's love. The back of the neck is cold, and I can only hold back my movements.
The secretary opened the notebook and didn't know what he was doing, and he wasn't half curious about the movements of their president.
The rest of the people sitting in the conference room were all worried about whether they had made any mistakes recently.
Half an hour later, their president finally arrived. Looking at the obvious spring breeze on their faces, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
Is this still their frosty president? This is the first thought of everyone when they see Lou Jin.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." He has always been a very principled person, and he never breaks when and what to do. But all his principles were like a piece of paper in front of the little woman, which could be broken when she poked it.
Now everyone was even more surprised, and almost dropped their jaws. What did he he, he, he, hear? Is the president apologizing to them? This person, who has always been the same, not only was he late today, but he also apologized to them.
It must have been that they hadn't woken up yet, or that they were all auditory hallucinations. Yes, it must be.
Among all of them, the assistant and the secretary didn't react, and they plucked their ears leisurely and looked at the group of people in front of them who couldn't close their mouths.
Glancing at it with some disgust, he turned his face and went about his own business. They forget, when they first found out, the reaction of these people was the same as that of these people.
Lou Jin ignored everyone's reactions and walked to his seat and sat down. When I was just about to start the 5th meeting, I looked at the expressions of the subordinates in front of me. All of a sudden, I felt like I should give them a training session on acceptance, this acceptance. Tsk, it's really a bit unacceptable.
Waited for a while and wanted to give them a time to react. But after waiting for a long time, I still couldn't close my mouth. Helplessly, he held his forehead with his hand, and some didn't want to admit that these were people in his company.
"Ahem." Coughed twice and pulled everyone's attention back. Looking at the stupid appearance of his subordinates, I feel a little ashamed, a shame on his people.
After everyone came back to their senses, they were all trembling because of someone's long-term coercion. But in private, they all looked like they were squeezing their eyebrows, and the fire of gossip in their eyes was burning. They want to see what kind of person can bring down their president.
They looked back and forth many times, and everyone's eyes looked at the secretary and the special assistant vaguely. The secretary's mouth is too tight, too. Well, assistant.
I'm enjoying the feeling of knowing a little secret that others don't. Suddenly, I felt a chill down my spine, and my uneasiness instantly swelled up. After raising his eyes and scanning it, he didn't find anything unusual, and then he enjoyed his feelings with peace of mind.
After this little episode passed, everyone put away their private jokes and were busy with their work.
After another day or two, the competition for the third design conference began. Everyone who participated in the competition came with their own works full of confidence, and their faces were unabashedly confident.
Everyone's work is sealed in a special bag, for fear that something irretrievable will happen temporarily.
In this competition, only fifty people will be selected, and the rest will be eliminated directly. This time, it's not about who is in charge of how many people, but about ten people going in at a time, and each person brings his own work. One by one, they talked about what their original intention was in designing this work, as well as their own design concept.
In this case, unless your work stands out and is instantly memorable. Otherwise, in this place where there are talents, there will be nothing outstanding at all.
At the end of the day, fifty people were finally selected, but everyone who was a judge was almost dazzled. In order to be as fair as possible, basically every time a person is decided, several people have repeatedly discussed it, and finally determined who it is.
Zhong Qi enjoys this feeling of tiredness very much, and this feeling of going to something wholeheartedly is really great. Although the body is very tired, the whole person feels different. If anything, she is no longer always worried, but a lot more relaxed.
The next two days are busy with the design conference, and there is still more than a month to go before the New Year, so how can I do the things that should be done before the New Year.
Fifty into twenty-five, the battle is more intense, and in the end, only the top ten who win can be admitted to the company.
Everyone sharpened their heads and wanted to drill into Knowles, although this accident changed the originally scheduled time, which was a bit of a ruin of Knowles's reputation. But despite this, there are still a lot of people coming, which also reflects the influence of Knowles from the side.
This time, a few pieces of fabric were given and a piece of clothing was made in half an hour. This dress is not limited to style, but it must have a sense of fashion, and the design must have the ability to attract attention. It makes people like it at a glance and can't help but want to pay for it.
After giving the question, the rest is completely up to their own abilities. There was silence for a while, and all that remained was the sound of cutting fabric.
While waiting, Zhong Qi carefully observed the fifty people. Most of the people are basically at the same stage, and if you want to distance yourself, you can only make your works brilliant. It's up to you to react.
She saw that a few of these people were quite good, and she had been keeping an eye on them since the first match. If you want to talk about the last ones left, maybe it's these few people. The others are either impossible, they are just too conformist. It feels like you're stuck in a fixed design all the time, and it's hard to break the mold. If you want to progress, you must have a different breakthrough. Otherwise, it will be useless and useless in any way.
When the time is up, each stands next to his work and waits for the judges to come and look at it.
Some of them left without finishing within the specified time, saving each other's time. The rest of the cookie-cutter styles do not have any novelty, and some even use the old styles from before, without their own style. This kind of one, also brush it directly. In this way, you will directly brush down fifteen, and you will have to kick out another ten.
The remaining thirty-five people are a little difficult to choose, and there are a few individual ones who stand out, she is quite optimistic, and the rest are better than before. But compared to the better, there are some shortcomings.
After looking back and forth for a long time, I still couldn't make up my mind, watching the time pass bit by bit. After consulting with the rest of the design department, I kicked out those who had a very similar style and were a little less popular.
After another round of screening, twenty-five people were finally selected.
At this stage, the screening is already so difficult, and the final screening will be even more difficult. At this time, in order not to show themselves and dispel the vigilance of others, maybe some of them are still hiding their clumsiness. At the end of the day, I will do my best, and then it will be super difficult to sift through.
Knowles' design conference is still relatively famous in the circle, and basically every game will have people in the circle come to watch the competition. One is to watch the game, and the other is to see if there are any good seedlings that can be brought back and cultivated well.
After you're done with everything for today, take two days off and choose the last ten people the day after tomorrow. Then there will be another contest to rank the 10 selected people. This design conference will be successfully completed, and everyone will be more relaxed.
Moving his muscles and bones, after sitting for a day, his whole back was numb. As he walked, he moved around, and just out of the gate of the venue, he was stunned in place.
I don't know when it was already white, and the snowflakes in the air were still falling.
Stretched out his hand and took a piece, looking at the piece of water in his palm, the corners of his mouth rose, and his good mood was self-evident.
It was their first snow together.