The rich and powerful family: Leng Shao, please don't tease!

The next day was a rare weekend, Lin Weiwei finally wanted to sleep in, but just after nine o'clock, the phone rang.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Zixi sighed helplessly: "Wei Wei, is it convenient for you to come over to the studio?"

"what happened?"

It was rare to hear Yan Zixi make such an embarrassing voice, Lin sat up with a slight smile, and suddenly became refreshed.

"Second Uncle Tan is going to run away from home..."

As he said with a smile, Yan Zixi shook his head again and again, "Weiwei, are you sure, Second Uncle Tan is in his 40s, not 70s?"

It is said that old and young people look like children when they are old, but how can a stable middle-aged man like Uncle Tan look like a child?

"I'll be right there, wait for me for an hour."

Responding crisply, Lin Weiwei hung up the phone, threw off the quilt and ran into the bathroom.

Ten minutes later, the car roared out of Yujing Mansion and headed straight for the Art Village.

When Lin Weiwei walked into the studio, the huge studio was completely quiet, not even the sound of grinding machines could be heard at all.

In the conference room, Tan Xiao's face sank like water.

Tan Xiao was facing each other, and the other two designers looked aggrieved.

"what happened?"

Asking softly, Lin Weiwei's eyes fell on Yan Zixi's face.

"For the jewelry design competition in October, the name of our studio has already been reported. Dimon means that his student Lu Lin can participate, and the others will still design in the studio. However, everyone's opinions have arisen. disagreement..."

Yan Zixi was reserved, but before she finished speaking, the designer Wang Yan said dissatisfiedly, "You have to be proud of your talents. It is a first-class jewelry design competition in China. How many people squeezed out?" I can’t even get a place for the competition. Since our studio has got it, shouldn’t we take it seriously? A student who has not graduated from the teacher to participate in the competition is really ridiculous..."

"Wang Yan, don't talk about it, maybe in the eyes of others, we are not even as good as his students, why should we humiliate ourselves?"

Another designer, Liu Bai, said coolly.

Lin Weiwei looked back at Tan Xiao, "Damon, what do you say?"

"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer? It's just a little-known little competition, and there are people rushing to go. Okay, then you go..."

Tan Xiao spread his hands, turned and left the office.

Lin Weiwei understood what Tan Xiao meant almost immediately.

Tan Xiao has participated in many competitions, big and small. After working together in Chuxin Studio for so long, no one knows Wang Yan and Liu Bai's abilities better than Tan Xiao.

And Tan Xiao's sentence "How can you kill a chicken with a bull's knife" is even more clear.

In his opinion, Wang Yan and Liu Bai's participation in this kind of design competition is simply overkill.

Instead of spending a month or two preparing the work, and then going all the way to the podium, it is better to study and sculpt more to prepare for those international awards.

So, after the rumors of this competition came out, Tan Xiao studied it well and decided to let one of his students participate, which was also a test for him.

Unfortunately, in the eyes of Wang Yan and Liu Bai, Tan Xiao looked down on them.

Slandering, "You can't talk well", Lin Weiwei gave Yan Zixi a look, intending to let Yan Zixi appease Wang Yan Liubai, and she went to talk to Tan Xiao.

But just as Lin Weiwei turned around, Wang Yan's disdainful voice sounded behind him, "Che, a plagiarist, and also the chief designer? Pooh, I really don't know where he got his face from. If it was me, I'd find a hole to hide Get up and never come out again..."

The smile faded away, Lin Weiwei's complexion instantly sank.