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Yan Beichen felt that she could do it: "You can do it."

"No, I can't!" Luo Xingkong refused.

She had already felt the power of public opinion yesterday. If she took Shen Manxi's position again at this time, it would really mean that she had squeezed Shen Manxi away.

She didn't want to push herself to the forefront.

Seeing that she was really unhappy, Yanbeichen didn't force it: "I heard from Yanchuan that people in the design department have been ostracizing you in the past two days, and there have been a lot of rumors."

"It doesn't matter, I don't take it to heart at all." Those gossips were not afraid of any harm to her, and she really didn't take them to heart.

"Wife." Yan Beichen hugged her like a spoiled boy: "How about making the relationship public, okay?"

By making the relationship public, she doesn't have to bear these bad comments.

Luo Xingkong refused: "No!"

Once the relationship is made public, she will accept false flattery with the aura of a boss lady.

I looked at the time and saw that my lunch break was almost over: "I have nothing to do, so I'll go down first."

Although Yan Beichen was reluctant to let her go, he had to let her go.

……

The next day.

The design department transferred a new director, Tang Xin.

Tang Xin was also transferred from Nefeel's head office.

"Okay, if there's nothing else, let's go back to work!"

In the conference room, after introducing himself, Tang Xin's eyes stayed on Luo Xingkong's face: "Luo Xingkong."

Luo Xingkong paused holding the information: "Director Tang."

"I heard that you are very capable. For this year's May Fashion Week, you will prepare three works for me."

Luo Xingkong was stunned.

She knew that Nefell has a fashion week exhibition every May, which is a dynamic display event centered on Nefel's annual launch of its latest works.

But for such an important event, she, a new designer, was not qualified to participate.

"Me?" Looking at Tang Xin, she felt a little self-doubt.

"Is there a problem?" Tang Xin raised his eyebrows.

Of course there is a problem!

"I still have several unfinished work plans in hand, and there is only more than a month left before Fashion Week. I don't have any extra time to go-"

"I don't want to hear these reasons. Since you are Nefeel's designer, you must obey all arrangements in the company." Tang Xin interrupted her directly.

"..."

"If you don't have time, just complete the plan in hand as soon as possible. Time is squeezed out!" Tang Xin had an indifferent attitude and left directly after speaking.

Luo Xingkong stood there, thinking that he still had three unfinished sets of Jiang Xue's clothes, and now he had to prepare three sets of clothes for fashion week.

In one month, she had to design six styles of clothes. The time was so tight that she didn't even have a chance to breathe.

"By the way, remember to submit the design sketch to me before next Friday." Tang Xin walked out and turned back to Luo Xingkong.

Luo Xingkong was stunned on the spot, his eyebrows furrowed.

Sketches next week?

How could she possibly design three outfits in such a short time!

For a moment, Luo Xingkong felt unprecedented pressure.

Jiang Xue is also waiting to finalize the design draft. In such a tight time, she may not be able to complete it even if she works overtime.

In the afternoon, there was a lot of discussion in the office.

"Wow, for this year's fashion week, I heard that every designer in the company will participate in the design!"

"Great! In previous years, only senior designers had the right to participate in the design. I didn't expect that we would also have the opportunity this year!"

For many designers, a fashion week is a rare platform for self-recommendation and publicity. It will gather many celebrities and major media.

Hearing everyone's discussion, Luo Xingkong realized that it turned out that every designer in the company would participate.

Normally, Ling Yao would be eager to discuss such a topic with herself, but now, she was discussing it with others enthusiastically. Seeing her return to work, she immediately stopped discussing with others, glanced at her and worked silently. .

Ling Yao became much colder towards her, and Luo Xingkong could clearly feel it.

But she didn't care. She didn't know Ling Yao for a long time, but when she first entered the company, Ling Yao seemed to be the only one who treated her well. Now because of what happened yesterday, Ling Yao's attitude has also changed, and in her heart I feel a little bit disappointed.

As expected, the workplace is iron-clad and smooth interpersonal relationships seem to be the norm.

The workload suddenly doubled, and Luo Xingkong worked overtime until nine o'clock in the evening.

After Yan Beichen finished socializing outside, it was already nine o'clock when he returned to Yipin Huating, but she hadn't come back yet.

"Why did you suddenly add her so late?" Her foot injury was still not fully healed, and he felt very distressed.

"Director Tang also asked me to participate in the fashion week next month. Although the time is very tight, I am actually quite happy." As a new designer, she, like others, is very happy that she can do it this time. Participate in fashion week's core designs.

Yan Beichen frowned. If he hadn't known that design was her dream, he wouldn't have wanted her to work so hard.

"I'll pick you up."

"No, I'm done. Just drive back by yourself." If he came to pick her up, she would have to stay here for another forty minutes.

"Then you go slower on the road."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Xingkong had already cleaned up his desk, picked up his bag and left work.

In the next few days, everyone seemed to be very busy. Except for Luo Xingkong, several other designers were also working overtime to complete the design like her.

Finally, before the second Friday, Luo Xingkong completed the sketch.

After handing it over to Tang Xin's office, she hurriedly took Jiang Xue's design drawing and left the company.

Huashang Entertainment Media Company.

Luo Xingkong has been waiting for Jiang Xue in the waiting room for a full hour.

It was almost five o'clock, and everyone in the company was going to get off work in half an hour, but Jiang Xue hadn't shown up yet.

She couldn't help but call her agent again.

"Are you urging us Jiang Xue now?" On the phone, the manager was annoyed.

Luo Xingkong explained in a panic: "No, I saw that the people in your company were about to get off work, and I was afraid..."

"Don't worry, we're already in the car, about forty minutes."

Forty minutes?

Their company should be off work.

But Luo Xingkong had to wait, because Jiang Xue was going to shoot a commercial elsewhere tomorrow and would not be in Yucheng for several days. She could only see her today.

In fact, these sketches and plans can also be sent through mobile phones, but Jiang Xue disagrees, saying that the communication on the mobile phone is not clear, and she has no choice but to make this trip.

At half past five, everyone in the company started getting off work one after another.

Luo Xingkong was also kicked out of the waiting room and stood in the cold wind waiting for the big star Jiang Xue.

At 5:45, the street lights on the roadside came on one by one.