1 Year Of Beginning

Feng Mian looked at the building through the window as Secretary He drove. She had just received the doc.u.ment, detailing their demands and perquisite for the design. If she had to be honest, it would be quite hard to make do with what they wanted.

"Brother Liang."

"Yes?" Zhang Liang looked up from his phone. He was sorting out the doc.u.ments in his phone to send the important ones to the directors. There would be a meeting soon.

"Are the chocolate ready?"

"We're repackaging a similar one that we made last year. It has quite a good recipe back then, so we plan to push it forward again," Zhang Liang explained calmly.

Feng Mian nodded. It was common in the business circle to reuse the same recipe over and over with only changing the package. Since it has been successful one time, it might be able to succeed again after some time with a little bit of a difference in design.

Sometimes, people didn't pay attention and thought that it was a new type, which prompted them to buy. After all, the brand was also eye catching and gave the security that they were buying a guaranteed product. With Zhang Sweet Company having been made known for a long time, it was quite common.

It was common practice in the industry.

"The shape of the chocolate can be modified, but it'll be better to maintain the shape. For now, you should focus on making sure the design for the package wouldn't clash with what the company wanted."

Feng Mian smiled bitterly. She hoped that it would be possible for the two design to work properly. The type of sweet that Zhang Liang mentioned was biscuit coated in white chocolate. In the filing, there was a thin line of chocolate, which would enrich the taste but not too much. The shape itself was like a small long box, which is easy to hold and bite.

She had never tasted it, though. She was not that much of a fan for white chocolate, especially since it was usually used for White Day. Without any boyfriend, she preferred not to buy it herself.

"Are you sure that the customer won't notice?"

"Don't worry. There are some of them who will know but the rest will still think that it tasted differently. Sometimes, taste can be determined by your brain rather than your tongue."

Feng Mian blinked her eyes. There was a research that was done about this, which she read during her break time because Yu Yan shoved the article to her. At that time, the research was more about the effect of the same chocolate under the trick of showing two different brand.

Of course, the name of the brand was hidden, but when the people found out that the two chocolates were the same, they were dumbfounded. Their brain interpreted it to be different simply because of the brand that was showed on their faces.

Sometimes, a better brand made them certain that it was better.

Zhang Liang noticed Feng Mian's expression. He pursed his lips. "All the chocolates and other sweets we have prepared are all qualified and certified products. You don't have to worry that I will give you a half assed product."

"Eh, that's not what I meant."

"Your expression said so."

Feng Mian: "…" I know that your products are good since I still loved it.

She was only thinking of the research result, but she knew that Zhang Liang wouldn't allow it. If not because of his strict demeanor and rules, why would everyone know him as the demon in the business world?

"You can be a tester if you want to taste them."

"Really?" Feng Mian's eyes lit up. She had always wanted to taste the chocolate that Zhang Liang made before it was released.

Zhang Liang nodded. "If you want the biscuit…"

"Not this one."

Noticing Feng Mian's firm tone, Zhang Liang merely replied. "Fine."

Feng Mian didn't really want to eat the biscuit for now. She wanted to wait until she had her own boyfriend in the future who would be the one to give her. Besides, she was more of a fan of sweet chocolate rather than white chocolate.

"We've arrived, President," Secretary He said after he had parked the car. He had been glancing through the mirror from time to time as he was confused. Somehow, he felt that Zhang Liang seemed more approachable than usual. Even though his demeanor didn't change in the slightest, he seemed to be much more amiable, which was weird in his opinion.

"Should I go first or you, President?" Feng Mian changed her address. Since they were already in the office and Zhang Liang hadn't announced their relationship, it would be best if she could keep their distance. It would also mean less trouble because she knew that a lot of people were aiming for Zhang Liang.

Many women already sent her death glare when she appeared with him last night. She didn't want to get the same trouble in the office too.

"You first."

"Ok."

Feng Mian opened the door and walked out. She headed straight to the lift, her mind was thinking hard where she should go. Zhang Liang told her that she could head to her previous desk. Even though she had taken back her belongings, the table and place was left untouched.

"Han…"

"Mhm?"

Not far from the parked car, two people were cuddling close to one another. The woman frowned when she saw the woman who came out of the car and stopped the man from getting close to her.

The man, Su Han, frowned. He was just getting started. "What is it?"

"That woman, that's Feng Mian, right?"

"Huh?" Su Han's brain was still short circuited. He followed the woman's finger and noticed that Feng Mian was walking to the lift. His brows furrowed. From what he knew, she always took the train or public transportation because she couldn't drive. Because of that, it would be weird to see Feng Mian in the bas.e.m.e.nt where people parked their cars.

The woman pursed her lips. "As I thought, she's just a sl*t. She must have seduced someone during the time she's not in the office."

"Oh $%^&."

"Hm?" Su Han was stunned when he heard the woman cursed. A second later, he saw Zhang Liang getting out of a car. His face paled as he quickly straightened his suit. In any case, he couldn't be caught here. If Zhang Liang knew, he would be reported to his wife and the end wouldn't be too nice.

The woman's face was also ugly. "We'll continue later."

"En."

Su Han looked at the lift. Feng Mian had already left while Zhang Liang was going to the lift. He might want to make himself known to Zhang Liang, but not in this sorry condition. With his untidy clothes, it would only call trouble if he appeared in front of Zhang Liang. It would be better for him to wait until the right time if he wanted to greet Zhang Liang.

Ding!

Feng Mian walked out of the lift to her department floor. She could see several people had already come and were busy with their work. Some were just lazing around because they hadn't gotten work yet. Design department's work has always been divided per team, so it was not a weird sight.

Scanning her surroundings, Feng Mian made it to her table.

"Mian'er!" Yu Yan exclaimed in surprise. She hopped up from her chair and hugged Feng Mian excitedly. "I didn't expect to see you here again after a long time. You look like you're much healthier."

Feng Mian smiled. "And you look happier."

"Hehehe, I finally managed to make the report pass in one round," Yu Yan bragged happily. To be able to get their proposal accepted in one go was something that they have been dreaming ever since the harsh refusal from the managers. With Zhang Liang's standard, it was common occurrence that the workers would be working extremely hard every single day.

Feng Mian's smile brightened. "Congratulations!"

"Hehehe, I worked hard. Your report helps me a lot, too."

"Oh?"

"They archived it, so I can use it as a base model," Yu Yan admitted. "In any case, I'm glad that I can finish my work."

"Good."

"It's rare to see you here. Did the company call you to come today?" Yu Yan asked. Since Feng Mian has been working from home for some time, she thought that she wouldn't see Feng Mian in the company anymore.

"Yes. There's new work and meetings, so I have to come," Feng Mian replied.

"I see."

The lift opened and Feng Mian glanced to the direction. Seeing the familiar face, her heart dropped.

'What is Han Mei doing here?'