After you tortured me, Mr. Fu cried

Chapter 53
The next day, Ji Wan stood in the office of Shadow Cube Design Company.

Her office was officially issued yesterday, and the office has been cleared by employees in advance.

"I heard that he was hired from overseas. I think he is not very young. He took the position of chief designer when he came. I don't know what his abilities are..."

Outside the office door, a group of clerks looked at Ji Wan's tall back and whispered.

"Very free? Have the design plans been changed?"

Liang Yikuan's voice suddenly appeared behind everyone who was gossiping. Everyone else was shocked and quickly looked at their computers.

Director Liang has always been a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end. Whenever he personally went down to the grassroots level, everyone who was caught fishing felt guilty.

"Why did Director Liang come down in person?"

After closing the door, Ji Wan poured Liang Yikuan a cup of tea calmly.

Liang Yikuan looked at the real person. He felt similar to the person on the phone, calm and generous.

"This is the latest advertising design order that the company has received. It's not often said that new officials have three things to do when they take office. Showing off your skills will help you quickly establish yourself."

He took out an organized folder from his briefcase, which was specially sent to Ji Wan.

The biggest problem with the process is that there are many people and many eyes. Is Ji Wan’s resume beautiful?

That was inevitable. He was from a well-known university, had won awards for his studies, and had served under Fu Wei.

But after all, the secretary’s resume is far different from that of the designer. Although the profession is related, it happened many years ago...

"Thank you very much, Mr. Liang. I'll treat you to dinner once the order is settled."

Ji Wan briefly reviewed Party A's requirements, her eyes full of determination to win.

She accepted Liang Yikuan's love.

At the regular meeting of the design department, this advertisement sheet was pointed out for public discussion. Ji Wan's first step in taking over was not to suppress it, but to open up his speech.

Every designer sitting in the conference room will be her own team in the future. She needs to have a general understanding of everyone's thinking style in order to adapt.

After all, the position of chief designer is not to show off, but to lead the team, improve oneself, and improve others.

"I think we can start with illustrations. Intuitive vision is the easiest thing to associate with food..."

A newbie in the workplace spoke weakly. She didn't quite understand why others were silent. When the leader asked, just tell the truth.

"Yes, it's a good entry point. Where are the others? Do you have any other ideas?"

Ji Wan nodded and gave a positive response. She actually had an idea for the entire design in her mind.

With this early start, several designers also expressed their thoughts tactfully, and Ji Wan basically took a positive attitude.

Several veteran designers couldn't sit still and murmured in a low voice: "Who can't do it, Mr. Gentleman? I thought he was so awesome, but he turns out to be a tailor..."

With the tips of Ji Wan's ears, she glanced at the speaker calmly, knocked on the table, and motioned for everyone to look at the projection screen.

"I probably know your style well. I already have a basic idea for this advertising design. Party A's request is to place it outdoors. My personal idea is to give priority to naked-eye 3D. The fine visual impact can more easily highlight the food. …”

Ji Wan did not wear a lavalier microphone, but her voice was enough to spread throughout the conference room.

The food jumps out of the screen in naked-eye 3D, and the onomatopoeic text and paintings are already eye-catching.

Considering that most of the main consumers are young people, Ji Wan also added interactive elements.

"We can design QR codes to appear randomly during the advertising process. Scan the codes to receive random coupons..."

When she finished speaking, the conference room was quite quiet.

Even the veteran designers rarely remained silent, but there was admiration in their eyes.

Liang Yikuan didn't say a word from beginning to end, but took the lead in applauding at the end.

Ji Wan's design plan was approved without any objection, and then the next step was the interview with Party A.The company specially provided a car for the management to travel. It happened that Ji Wan didn't want to be too high-profile, so he picked one at random.

But what she didn't expect was that she would meet an old acquaintance just after arriving downstairs.

When she saw Cheng Che'an, Ji Wan's brows frowned unconsciously.

What happened in Lincheng was too coincidental. These days, when she calmed down and thought about it, she realized that her fiancé might not be as simple as he seemed on the surface.

"I've already told you the amount, and I'm ready to remit it immediately. It will be easier for you and me."

Cheng Che'an had just finished speaking her cruel words when he caught a glimpse of Ji Wan who had just closed the car door from the corner of his eye.

He slightly loosened his grip on Party A's tie, pretending to be nonchalant and patted her shoulder to make amends.

"Your tie is crooked. I have something to do, so I'll take the first step."

When Ji Wan saw Cheng Che'an approaching, she turned around and planned to enter the elevator.

However, the other party's pace was obviously one step faster. He grabbed Ji Yuan's wrist, and the joy and worry in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Wan Wan, I finally found you. I lost track of you after we left Lincheng. I thought Fu Wei was..."

Ji Wan twisted her wrist, trying to get rid of Cheng Che'an's restraint.

His stay in the hospital in Lincheng was not short, and Fu Wei's Maybach was so eye-catching at the beginning.

If Cheng Che'an really wanted to find it, there would be no clues at all.

She has no intention to investigate Cheng Che'an's intentions towards her now. Her career and the truth are her focus.

"Let go, I'm here for business."

"Wanwan, your mobile phone number is out of reach, please leave your contact information so that I won't worry, okay?"

Cheng Che'an gently let go of Ji Wan's wrist, and he could feel the changes in Ji Wan's body.

He was no longer as easy to fool as before, and he immediately changed his approach of retreating instead of advancing.

Ji Wan rubbed her wrists with cold eyes.

telephone number?Of course it doesn't work.

During her time at Marigold Nursing Home, she simply wrote off her previous things.

Anyway, the entire phone has been reset by Fu Wei, and there is no shortage of this residual trace.

"Fu Wei?"

Ji Wan raised his eyebrows and called out to Cheng Che'an's back.

As expected, Cheng Che'an paused and turned around to look.

Ji Wan seized this opportunity and pressed the floor and door-closing buttons.

By the time Cheng Chean reacted, the elevator had already risen.

He punched the elevator button with a smile.

I haven’t seen you for a while. Are you angry?

However, what Cheng Che'an didn't notice was that there was a black Maybach parked in the corner of the parking lot.

The overhead light shone on the driver's seat, illuminating the man's chin, and the corners of his lips rose.

It seems that he is not the only one who has been rejected, but a man who flirts and has no sense of distance is really disgusting...

(End of this chapter)