After the fraudulent death, the six sons brutally abused the boss

Chapter 75 The Design Draft Is Missing
After one of the colleagues finished speaking, the others also became worried.Not only her, many people will subconsciously want to please the critics.

"Me too. I also deliberately used the Renaissance theme as the design concept. It seems that this time there is more danger than good luck." Mo Ying also said worriedly.

Just when everyone was feeling very sad, suddenly an abrupt voice from the side interrupted the conversation.

"Well, can I ask, where did you get this inside information?"

Hearing the sound, everyone was stunned for a while, then turned their heads to look at Shi Wanyan who was speaking.

Since joining the company for a month, it seems that this is the first time she has actively participated in their conversation.

Even so, everyone was not impressed by her proactive behavior, and some even secretly rolled their eyes and complained in a low voice.

"I didn't participate in the competition again, why are you asking? What does the inside information have to do with her?"

"Maybe I want to know in advance, so that it is convenient to go through the back door in the next competition."

After yesterday's incident, several of the colleagues' intuition for Shi Wanyan became even worse.Despite some people's quiet cynicism, the female colleague who received the inside information still answered truthfully.

"My uncle has a friend who is a member of the organizing committee for the Gold Award design competition, and he told me about it."

When Shi Wanyan got the answer, she didn't ask any more questions, and after saying thank you, she lowered her head and continued to work.

Everyone couldn't see what she meant by asking this question, so they simply ignored it and continued to discuss the topic just now.

During the lunch break, Shi Wanyan noticed that Fu Xinxin had a sad face.

"Aren't you late in the morning? Why are you still worrying?"

"I'm worried about the game."

She was taken aback, "What's there to worry about?"

"Hey, you didn't compete, so you don't understand the pressure and anxiety."

"I really don't understand."

Whether it was before or now, it is difficult for her to understand.

Creative inspiration is the best gift for word designers from heaven. Every designer enters this industry with enthusiasm. Since design is a passionate thing, why do you feel anxious?

Fu Xinxin sighed, and told her about her troubles: "I'm hesitating whether to overthrow the design and start over."

Shi Wanyan frowned: "Isn't the deadline for the first round of manuscripts still a few days away?"

"Yes, in a few days, there should be time..."

"I see that you overturned several before, and the current topic is pretty good. Why are you overturning it all of a sudden?"

When Fu Xinxin was asked, she sighed again.

"I'm a little worried that the judges won't like my style."

The theme of her design this time is biased towards the thoughts and aesthetics of Europeans and Americans, not to please foreign judges, but because she has loved watching European and American court dramas since she was a child, and she also went abroad as an exchange student for half a year, so she especially likes Western classical styles.

In this competition, she struggled with several themes before mustering up the courage to decide to use British classical as the design style.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xinxin was a little shaken after hearing the inside information and colleagues discussing whether the design should be done again.

Shi Wanyan drank the soup calmly and comforted her: "I think you have done a good job, there is no need to overthrow it."

"But what if my style is not what the judges like?"

When Shi Wanyan thought of Min Yao's favorite European and American classical designs, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Award-winning works never depend on how well they please the judges."

Fu Xinxin was puzzled, and asked her: "Isn't it? After all, the ranking of works is determined by the judges!"

"Every year in the Gold Award Design Competition, big names from different nationalities are invited to be judges. They are good at different fields and styles. Therefore, no matter what style the entry is, there will be judges who like or dislike it. You will never be able to please Everyone."

After listening to Shi Wanyan's explanation, Fu Xinxin was very surprised.

"Sister Shi, how do you know so many inside stories? It sounds like you have participated in a competition!"

Shi Wanyan touched her nose, but did not respond to her words.

"What I mean is, just be yourself and submit your best works. No matter what style you choose, as long as you do well, you will definitely have a chance to be selected."

Fu Xinxin nodded, feeling that what she said was indeed very reasonable, "Okay, then I'll settle the case like this, and I won't overturn it again."

Back from the lunch break, an episode happened in the design department.

Mo Ying, the female colleague who pulled Shi Wanyan for help yesterday, came back from lunch and looked around for something.

Lin Ji saw that she was so flustered that she was about to cry, and couldn't help but become concerned, "Sakura, what are you looking for?"

"My competition design draft is missing."

"Why are you so careless? Could it be put in another folder?"

"Impossible, all my design drafts are in one folder, and now the whole folder is missing."

Because of her anxiety, Mo Ying's voice increased uncontrollably, attracting the attention of others.

"I'll help you find it."

"I'll go and see if there's a pantry for you."

As a result, colleagues all looked for design drafts for her, which alarmed Li Manni.

"Why are you wandering around?"

"Sakura's entry design draft is missing, we are looking for it for her."

Li Manni couldn't help frowning, "When was the last time you held it?"

"I took the wrong document to the copy room in the morning and forgot to bring it back. When I remembered it, I went back and looked for it, and it was gone."

"Who went to the copy room this morning?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, no one went,
Designers rarely use copiers, so the frequency of using the copy room is not high.

At this moment, Shi Wanyan suddenly raised his hand and said lightly, "I went, but I didn't see any design drafts or folders."

"Are you sure?" Lin Ji asked in a questioning tone.

"I don't have to lie."

After Shi Wanyan finished speaking, he continued to work.

Mo Ying cried out in panic, and her colleagues felt distressed when they saw it.

Everyone knows that Mo Ying's life has been very stressful recently, not to mention all kinds of strange things happened at home, she was deducted from this month's bonus yesterday, and lost her design draft today.

"Sakura, do you have a save file in your computer?"

"I drew a manuscript..."

"Don't panic, don't panic, you should still remember the inspiration, right? Repainting should be very fast. I have experienced this kind of thing before, and I finally caught up. Don't cry, at worst, we will work overtime with you to catch up on the drawing."

Mo Ying was comforted by her colleagues for a long time before she calmed down. After everyone returned to work, they didn't notice the exchange of glances between Mo Ying and Li Mani.

Shi Wanyan and Fu Xinxin never participated in their discussion from the beginning to the end.

The little episode passed like this.

When she got off work, Shi Wanyan agreed to have dinner with Fu Xinxin, and invited her to take the car to the restaurant together.

Fortunately, Yunxi was very obedient today and asked the driver to drive an ordinary Mercedes-Benz, which was much more low-key than yesterday.

But when Fu Xinxin got in the car, he felt fresh and shocked.

"Sister Shi, am I hugging my thigh indirectly?"

(End of this chapter)