The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

The conference room is not big and the walls are covered with soundproof glass, so there is almost no privacy.

There is a white rectangular table with a dozen chairs neatly placed around it.

Those who can attend this morning meeting are key personnel involved in the project.

Yan Qi was in no hurry to go in. He took Sang Ran to the tea room, ground her a cup of coffee, mixed it and handed it to her: "It seems that you didn't sleep well last night."

Sang Ran took it, took a sip, and found that it was her favorite drink, Campbell Blue.

She complained: "Don't mention it, it's so unlucky."

Yan Qi was in high spirits, his face full of gossip: "Who could make our beautiful lady Sang so annoyed? Could it be her lover?"

"Go to hell." Sang Ran rolled his eyes at him: "Someone I don't know well."

She urged: "Hurry up and go to the meeting. You are just gossiping. Fortunately, you are not my boss."

Yan Qi crossed his arms, chuckled, and walked out obediently:

"I am your boss now, so wait for me to destroy you."

When the two of them arrived at the conference room, everyone else was already seated. There was some whispering at first, but they stopped talking immediately when they saw them coming.

Yan Qi clapped his hands and everyone looked at him.

He gestured with his hands: "This is our new design director Sang Ran. She has her own unique aesthetic and style in the field of design. She will lead you to complete the next project."

"Everyone welcomes you with applause!"

Xin Beibei started clapping, then looked around and saw that no one else was clapping, so she put her hands away in embarrassment.

She lowered her head.

Yan Qi laughed awkwardly and moved the stool next to him away: "You sit here."

Sang Ran took in the expressions of the others, with no expression on his face, and sat down.

Yan Qi pulled out the whiteboard behind him, on which the content of the meeting had been written in advance.

He pointed to the first line with a pen: "This is the first project, the series design of the Alim brand. Different from other series designs, this series is all customized for one person."

As he said this, he wrote a name on the whiteboard: Sun Yi.

When Sang Ran saw that the series was designed for one person, she couldn't help but become curious, and her eyes lit up with interest.

Sun Yi, she had never heard of this name.

He turned his head to look at Xin Beibei beside him. She was busy writing down her notes. She wrote down almost every word Yan Qi said in her notebook.

After Yan Qi finished his introduction, he looked at Sang Ran and said, "Go and meet with their brand manager this afternoon."

Then he instructed the girl opposite Sang Ran:

"Ai Xuan, after the meeting, pass the information you have on to Sang Ran."

Sang Ran looked over and found that although the girl had regular features, she was not Western-looking. She had dark skin and a big nose.

Ai Xuan didn't say anything. Everyone's gazes made her embarrassed. She lowered her eyes, pursed her lips and said nothing.

She seemed to be struggling with herself for a long time before she slowly nodded.

Yan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that Ai Xuan would not cooperate at this moment. To be honest, he felt very uncomfortable as a boss, as he had to coax all the designers under him to come.

But they were a group of little girls, and even if they really made mistakes, Yan Qi didn't know how to scold them.

The girl next to Ai Xuan was so angry when she saw her endure it. She stood up and protested: "Boss Yan, is there anything wrong between Ai Xuan and me?"

Yan Qi was surprised: "Why do you think so?"

Ning Xiaogu straightened his back and said, "I have been coordinating with Ai Xuan on this project. We have some preliminary ideas about the design. The brand has not even seen the first draft yet. Wouldn't it be against the rules for you to just push in a design director?"

When someone takes the lead, the people around him are no longer prepared to pretend and complain in a low voice:

"That's right, who knows what her design skills are like."

"You can't gain an advantage just because you look good. We are selecting designers, not models."

"We have to show our previous design works to prove our ability."

Yan Qi leaned against the table without saying a word, but the rise and fall of his chest revealed that his patience was almost reaching its limit.

He invited Sang Ran, who is also his long-time friend.

He began to regret not taking care of other people's emotions, causing her to face such an embarrassing situation as soon as she arrived.

He naturally knew that Sang Ran would never produce her previous design drafts. He knew better than anyone else the design brand she wanted to conceal and secretly create.

He gave Sang Ran an apologetic look and then wanted to scold her.

Sang Ran patted the back of his hand to stop him.

Then she stood up slowly, glanced at the faces of the dozen people present, and smiled softly, without any anger:

"I think everyone is very unhappy with my coming and thinks it's unfair. I'm really sorry that I can't show you my previous designs due to personal reasons."

Ning Xiaogu snorted coldly.

Sang Ran looked at her with a kind look: "Can you show me the first draft of your design?"

Ning Xiaogu didn't look happy, and said in a bad tone:

"Why should I show it to you?"

The corners of Sang Ran's mouth gradually drooped. She was willing to coax them well for Yan Qi's sake.

She is not that patient.

She sighed softly, her tone helpless:

"Our goal is to complete the project better. If I can give better advice on your work, then you will be more convinced of my position as design director, right?"

Ning Xiaogu met Sang Ran's gaze and said, "What if you can't give it?"

Sang Ran was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then lowered his head and smiled gently, hiding the mockery in his eyes:

"Then let you be the design director?"

Yan Qi's eyes widened: "Sang Ran, are you crazy?"

What if they do something weird and come up with something other than the first draft? No matter how capable Sang Ran is, she won’t be able to come up with a better design on the spot.

Could it be that they really wanted her, a top designer, to help them? If he told others about it, he would probably be drowned in spit.

Sang Ran's eyes told him to be at ease.

"Then how can you leave our company?"

Suddenly a female voice interrupted.

Sang Ran glanced over and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

It turned out to be Ai Xuan. I originally thought she was the kind of person who would swallow her anger.

Who knew that if she didn't make a sound, she would become a sensation and he wanted to chase her away.

Tsk tsk tsk, leaving the company, not to mention whether it is right for Yan Qi, Sang Ran can't bear to give up the five million.

She shook her head honestly: "No way."

Ai Xuan's face flushed red, and it seemed like she had spent a lot of energy to say these words:

"I want to compete with you to see whose clothes are better designed. If you lose, you will leave the company. If I lose, you can do whatever you want with me."

Of course Ai Xuan is very interested in this job. The company is now on the rise, and if it really goes public, her salary will definitely increase.

But she wanted to move up even more, she wanted the position of design director.

People around are boiling:

"What? Ai Xuan is the head of our company's design department. How could this backdoor person be better than her?"

"Don't worry, she definitely wouldn't dare to compete with Ai Xuan."

Sang Ran felt someone pulling her arm and she looked down.

Xin Beibei handed over a notebook with a few words written on it: Don't compare yourself with her, you will definitely suffer a loss.

Sang Ran sneered. She had never lacked anything since she was a child, but the thing she lacked the most was rebelliousness.

She looked directly at Ai Xuan, releasing her aura without any disguise:

"Okay, I'll compete with you."