C41 (1/2)

Qiao Anzhi was a little nervous, but he could not explain it. It was as if he was waiting for his teacher to correct the papers, which made his heart flutter.

After looking at it for a long time, Fu Siming asked, ”Where did your inspiration for the design come from?”

She stared blankly for a moment, and then slowly replied, ”I searched for a lot of information about this painter on the internet and found out the story of him and his wife. This is where the inspiration for the design came from. The painter once said that his wife's favorite flower was the bright yellow Iris. That was the flower the painter gave to his wife when they confirmed their relationship … ”

He thought he had something to say, so he stopped and looked at him.

”Go on.”

Joanna said, ”Oh,” and went on, ”So I thought, since the bright-yellow iris has such a meaning for them, then I want to incorporate the elements of architecture, decorations, carvings, and so forth. The whole structure is a hollow hemisphere, with a sense of modernity and soft lines, which is consistent with the painter's reminiscence of his wife. ”So …”

It was the first time he had heard her talk so much. It was about architectural design. He didn't expect that she would talk so little to him. At this point, it was as if a light flickered in her eyes.

This was an expression that would never appear on Qiao Anzhi's face before he lost his memories. At this moment, Fu Siming felt as if his heart had been lightly struck by something.

Joanna was so engrossed in her narration that she didn't notice the change in Fu Siming. In the end, she subconsciously folded her hands and said with an envious sigh, ”I'm so envious of the painter and his wife's feelings …” The ends of the earth will never change. ”

He saw her eyes flicker, as if there were tears within them.

He didn't expect this woman to say something envious. When did she become so emotional? It didn't seem like she was faking it, but would her eyes really turn red because of someone else's story?

Perhaps … Could he try to get to know her again?

Soon, the deadline for the competition had arrived. Mr Qiao worries about his fate in the intern's exam and is curious about which designer's script will emerge in the end.

When she went to see him to get her back to the company, she thought it would be a struggle, but he agreed and asked the driver to take her back to the company.

There was nothing more joyful than this!

After going to the company, she went up to the ninth floor and saw that the people from the design department were all heading towards the meeting room.

Ling Li glanced at her and said sarcastically: ”Oh, isn't this Assistant Qiao? ”You haven't come to the company for so many days, why are you so free today?”

Qiao Anyun did not want to explain to her, he only lightly said, ”Designer Ling, it's not like I was fired by the company, why can't I come to the company?”

After saying so, she walked towards the meeting room. Ling Li looked at her back, and gritted her teeth in anger. When she wins the draft competition, she will definitely give Qiao Anxian the lowest evaluation in the intern assistant performance evaluation!

In the large meeting room.

The design director presides over the meeting, which consists of three parts: the design presentation, the designer's statement and the final vote.

Ling Li was confident of her victory.

After the second round of presentations, the design director said a midfield break and then began voting. During the break, many people came over to congratulate Ling Li. She also smiled and said thank you for everyone's love.

In the end, Ling Li won without any suspense.

”This time's situation is special, so I need to go through Director Fu's approval before deciding whether or not to send the design over to the customer.”

Ling Li smiled indifferently, as if this list was already in her pocket.

Joanna thought that Fu would not agree, but she did not expect him to actually pass.

When she got home that night, she couldn't help but ask him why.

”No reason.” Fu Siming wore a nightgown and was currently reading a book in his study. He lifted his eyes to look at Joanna and coldly said.

”But …”

If he sent a draft of Ling Li's design over, it might be counterproductive, but how could he convince Fu Siming of his belief in her?

”Tomorrow, bring your blueprint and follow me to headquarters.”

”Hmm?”

Qiao Anxiao was even more confused. What was this person trying to do?

The next morning, he actually sat in the car waiting for her.

There was nothing he could do. He took the design script and sat in the car. After a while, he asked, ”What exactly do you want me to do?”

”Be quiet. You'll know in a while.”

Johansson was taken to his office, which was neatly and neatly arranged.

”Let's go in.” ”Don't make a sound,” he said to her, casting a sidelong glance at the lounge.

”Oh.”

After hesitating for a moment, he obediently walked towards the lounge.

In the next few minutes, from the lounge, she heard voices outside.

”Mr. Smith, this is the venue design our company made for you. Are you satisfied?”

Smith, isn't that the English name of the painter?

Qiao Anyun only heard a furious roar, ”I trust you. I gave you guys half a month, and you're giving me this kind of thing? This is not enough to satisfy me, not at all! ”

She lightly sighed inside. If these people weren't willing to listen to her advice, then she couldn't be blamed.

”Don't be angry yet, we have another plan.”

When Joanna heard him speak calmly, she wondered where there was a backup plan. Then, he realized that the design script was no longer by his side. Could it be that …