Chapter One Hundred and Seventy-One: The Price of a Bowl of Noodles (2/2)

Xiao Yu leaned his head back from the poking. Then, he discontentedly leaned his head back in.

Back to the correct spot for a kiss.

They combined into a tangled mess on the table. Many important documents were crumpled and wrinkled.

In the end, Xiao Yu didn’t escape from sexual play in the office today either.

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Nan Wei didn’t care about Yan Jin’s plots. He only cared about living happily.

Thus, he had brought up Zhou Mang to Yan Jin to express that he wanted Zhou Mang to stay.

Of course, the final decision was still in Yan Jin’s hands.

Nan Wei only brought it up once. He didn’t care care about Zhou Mang’s attitude or strategies to get close to him.

Nan Wei had grown up very privileged. He had started where others finished their goals. He wasn’t afraid of jealousy and even less so of verbal attack. He didn’t care at all for what others said about him and the Nan Family. He wasn’t angry at all when others shouted that he was “the Nan Family’s bastard” to his face.

But for design-related matters, his mental state was a clean slate. Nobody was qualified to stain it.

He treasured everything he had received from his old teacher or from Xiao Yu. When he picked up his drawing pen, he felt that he was only the designer Nan Wei. No one else could claim ownership of this identity, including the Nan Family.

So when these people looked down on him just for coming from a nontraditional background, they were attacking not only his own skill, but also his learnings from his two mentors and his very own hard-earned identity.

Nan Wei very rarely got angry, but his temper was never very pleasant either.

No one in the Nan Family was good-tempered.

Nan Wei had suppressed his temper for an entire month. Finally, when he’d received an appropriate chance to let it out, he made sure to give all of them a loud and clear face-slapping.

All of them had ugly looks on their faces.

They had long known that Nan Wei had some reason for his skill. But, they had never expected that reason to be so powerful. Being the top disciple for the Mystery Designer already meant that he was qualified. That itself was the embodiment of skill.

If they had known this earlier, they definitely wouldn’t have isolated him. Worshipping him would have been more correct.

Speaking of which, if it hadn’t been for that Wu guy, they likely wouldn’t have had a bad impression of Nan Wei at all!

Immediately, everybody looked at Wu Zuoling. His face was the ugliest of them all.

Wu Zuoling had the lowest design skill out of all of them. He might have been the first to go if the evaluation had been purely based on skill. From the start, he hadn’t intended on competing directly on skill. When Nan Wei showed up, Wu Zuoling finally had a target for his eloquence. He had convinced everyone that Nan Wei had only gotten this internship through some family connections and that he was just here to muddle his way through to an internship certificate. After isolating Nan Wei, the next step was to force Nan Wei to resign himself.

He had thought this plan was perfect. He hadn’t expected that things would go wrong in such a way.

He lowered his head to avoid all the condemning gazes, but in his heart, he silently felt like the others deserved what they got.

They had been so easily persuaded to join in. It served them right that they were also let go.

Full of malicious thoughts, Wu Zuoling actually didn’t feel too bad in his heart.

“Haha, you really know how to crack jokes.” Hearing Nan Wei’s words, Designer Zhang laughed. “Here at YL, no one can get in through connections. Zhou Mang was hired because of his outstanding work.”

This somewhat soothed the others’ depressed frustration.

“Oh, yeah.”

“Mhmm, Brother Zhang already said that it was based on skill.”

“Zhou Mang is the number one design major from University S. How can we compare to him?”

Nan Wei laughed softly from the burst of discussion around him.

Just when the rest of them had begun to reluctantly admit their own shortcomings and comfort themselves, Zhou Mang suddenly said, “Wow, you’re so awesome!”

Somehow when the others had already moved on to another topic, Zhou Mang was still on Nan Wei’s previous topic. Not only that, he added foolishly, “Thank you, brother! No need to pay me back for this meal!”

Nan Wei: ……

Everyone else: ……