Republic of China Designer [Transmigration Book]

The marriage between Xia Jinting and Tang Sheng spread quietly within WD.

On this day, the two girls at the front desk were discussing in low voices: "I heard that the company has hired a new independent designer." "You mean Xia Jinting, who has an unusual status." Post the photo in the group." "Oh my God, this profile is too handsome."

The two were chatting vigorously with their mobile phones in their hands when they suddenly heard a cough.

Looking up, Amy, the head of the front desk department, was looking at them with a long face.

"How many times have I said that you can't gossip during working hours! Especially the front desk, pay attention to your manners! You two, this month's performance is gone."

The two girls listened to the training with shy eyebrows, but Amy was a little absent-minded. She secretly glanced at the group. The man in the photo is handsome, but what's the use of being handsome? Can he be eaten? !

She curled her lips in disdain, she looked down on this kind of Israeli servant the most.

Suddenly, a hand with distinct knuckles was placed in front of Amy's eyes.

"Hello, I'm a new independent designer, Xia Jinting." The man was wearing a well-fitting pink and white shirt, and raised his wrist to look at his watch.

Amy stared blankly at the man in front of her, and stuttered a little: "Xia...Mr. Xia."

Xia Jinting smiled slightly: "I'm here to report, so I'm not late."

Amy: "No, no." She was so shocked by Xia Jinting's handsomeness that she almost lost her composure, and took a deep breath before regaining her professional posture.

Amy, who regained her senses, raised her head and led people into the elevator swiftly.

Reporting time was an hour later than work time, and there was no one else in the elevator.

Amy tentatively asked: "Mr. Xia, do you want to go to the president first?"

Xia Jinting smiled slightly: "Follow the normal procedure."

That is not to go.

Amy was a little surprised. He thought that Xia Jinting and Mr. Tang would go in and out together in the report on the first day. After all, the relationship between the two is incomparable.

But Tang Sheng didn't show up during Xia Jinting's report.

Not long after, the elevator stopped.

Amy led Xia Jinting into the design department. Independent designers have their own offices, and their subordinates also bring interns.

As soon as Xia Jinting appeared, everyone looked up.

Facing everyone's scrutinizing and probing eyes, Xia Jinting was not stage frightened, he followed Amy into the office.

The plain decoration of the office is his favorite style. There is Xia Jinting's nameplate on the working table in the middle, and a bottle of crabapple flowers beside the table.

Amy: "This is your office, I'll go through the entry procedures for you, and someone will deliver the office supplies later."

Xia Jinting nodded.

After Amy left, there was another knock on the office door.

A boy in light blue overalls walked in: "Mr. Xia, I am your assistant, Liang Zhi."

Liang Zhi knew Xia Jinting's identity, and was also prepared that Xia Jinting would ask questions.

But Xia Jinting didn't play the cards according to common sense, and said as soon as he came up: "Give me the data collection of the past five years."

Liang Zhi was taken aback, but he reacted and followed his advice.

As soon as he opened the door, there was a commotion outside.

The trainee designers who were listening on the door almost fell down.

Xia Jinting looked at the dejected "babes" and didn't speak.

After Liang Zhi brought the data set, Xia Jinting said to the interns: "What are you doing in a daze, come and help organize. Everyone classifies the works of the company in the past five years according to their own ideas."

After finishing speaking, Xia Jinting held the data set and looked at it.

Several interns looked at each other in blank dismay, and boldly asked: "What should be classified by?"

Xia Jinting raised his eyes: "You decide for yourself. There is only one, you have to use your own brains, if there are any similarities..."

Xia Jinting didn't say anything about the consequences, the interns just felt a chill down their backs when they met his eyes.

Liang Zhi saw that everyone in the room was working, and was about to leave, when Xia Jinting suddenly heard Xia Jinting say, "Where are you going?"

He paused and turned around in surprise.

Xia Jinting raised his chin towards the data set: "You too."

Liang Zhi didn't move: "But I..."

Xia Jinting: "Could it be that you want to be a handyman for the rest of your life?"

Liang Zhi's heart was overwhelmed.

He has been at WD for a long time, and he has worked as an assistant to many independent designers. Mr. Tang also liked his experience, so he arranged for Xia Jinting to be his assistant.

The job of an assistant is similar to that of a secretary if it sounds good, but it is just a handyman who serves tea and water, orders meals and tickets, and has no technical content.

Back then, Liang Zhi came to WD because he was interested in fashion design. He thought that as an assistant, he could learn the basics. After joining the company, he realized that basic tasks like comparing color cards were done by interns. There is no need for an assistant to help at all, what the assistant does is the most trivial work.

Trivial and endless.

Liang Zhi thought that this transfer was the same, but it was from the "servant" of an independent designer to the "servant" of another independent designer.

But Xia Jinting's words gave Liang Zhi hope.

He was so excited that his face was flushed, and he was about to work in full swing when he remembered that his professional knowledge was almost a blank sheet of paper.

What type of clothes, he often hears people say X type, T type, it sounds like a bible.I don't know anything, how to classify?

Liang Zhi said cautiously: "I don't quite understand..."

Xia Jinting: "It's okay, do what you think, don't be nervous, any classification is fine, as long as you can determine it."

Liang Zhi thought for a while, and hesitantly began to classify.

Xia Jinting's office was so busy that everyone outside was a little dumbfounded.

At 06:30 in the evening, half an hour after get off work time, the lights in Xia Jinting's office were still on.

Someone outside asked: "It's so late, are you still having dinner?"

Dinner?What a fart, don't you see it's busy inside?

The president's "wife" is working, and they still go out to have dinner, and they still want to have a job.

For a while, everyone took a break from the dinner party and packed up and went home.

Hearing the movement from outside, Xia Jinting came back to his senses from the documents.

He glanced at his watch, then at the interns who were staring at the materials intently: "It's time, you guys get off work, it's time to go, you can go straight away, don't need to say hello to me."

A group of interns suddenly looked up at him, a little bewildered.

Xia Jinting also worked as an intern, so he naturally knew what they were thinking: "Don't worry, this is not part of the assessment, and I don't have the habit of asking my subordinates to work overtime."

The interns breathed a sigh of relief visibly.

Everyone left, except for one girl.

Xia Jinting had some impressions of her. During the day, this girl named Yang Liu asked many questions.

"What's the matter?" Xia Jinting asked.

"Mr. Xia, I still have a question to ask you." Yang Liu lowered his head slightly and said softly.

Xia Jinting patiently answered her questions, his response was quick, and often Yang Liu could tell the crux of the problem with two words.

After a while, Yang Liu's questions were all answered.

The girl blushed slightly, and asked softly, "Mr. Xia, I would like to treat you to dinner..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Jinting's phone rang.

He glanced at the screen and pressed the answer button.

Yang Liu's eyes were glued to Xia Jinting's body all the time, she found that when Xia Jinting was answering the phone, the expression on his whole face softened, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corners of his lips.

The words "lively and fragrant" jumped into Yang Liu's mind.

Seeing that Xia Jinting hung up the phone, she was about to speak, but was interrupted.

Xia Jinting smiled lightly: "Someone is here to pick me up."

Yang Liu was stunned.

Xia Jinting: "The salary of an intern is not high, and it costs a lot of money to learn design. You have to learn to spend your money wisely."

Yang Liu is a smart person and understood Xia Jinting's polite refusal.

She lowered her head even lower: "Thank you, Teacher Xia, I understand."

The two packed up their things and went downstairs. As soon as they left the office, Yang Liu saw the very familiar black Bentley.

Xia Jinting said goodbye to her, and opened the passenger door of Bentley.

In midsummer, Yang Liu's palms are cold.

Naturally, she had heard the rumors about Xia Jinting, but looking at Xia Jinting's face and listening to his patient and meticulous answers, she still felt like she shouldn't.

It was only when she saw the president's car that she realized how outrageous her wishful thinking was.

The self just now must be childish and ridiculous.

Yang Liu wiped her eyes and turned her back.

Inside the Bentley, Tang Sheng glanced at the girl's back: "Who is that?"

Xia Jinting: "My new intern."

Tang Sheng: "Intern, don't leave at this late hour."

He looked at Xia Jinting's face with some feeling: "Don't take her with you, I'll have someone transfer her to another group tomorrow."

"Hey, don't." Xia Jinting stopped him.

Seeing Tang Sheng's sullen face with a "come and coax me" expression on his face, he couldn't help laughing: "You can eat a little sister's jealousy too."

Tang Sheng turned on the radio, and a singing voice came from the radio: "How many good sisters do you have..."

Xia Jinting: "..."

He pinched the radio, pulled Tang Sheng's tie, and kissed him.

Yang Liu settled down, and happened to see this scene when she turned her head.

Her eyes widened and she covered her mouth in shock.

The CEO in the driver's seat was facing her, and his eyes suddenly opened to look at her.

Yang Liu took two steps back in shock.

Then, she saw the aloof CEO raised his hand, slowly stretched out two fingers, and gestured "yeah" above his head.

willow:"……"

After the kiss, Xia Jinting opened his eyes, the eye sockets were wet, completely unaware of what childish behavior his lover had just done.

When Tang Sheng started the car, there was no sign of Yang Liu outside the car.

Tang Sheng: "It's your first day at work, are you still getting used to it?"

Xia Jinting: "Very good, I have seen the company's products for the past five years..."

Seeing that Xia Jinting was about to start the work report mode, Tang Sheng interrupted in time: "Is the layout of the office satisfactory?"

Xia Jinting was startled, then smiled randomly: "Very satisfied."

Tang Sheng: "Where's your colleague? Did he bully you?"

Xia Jinting laughed: "You announced the marriage news earlier, who would dare to bully me at this juncture."

Tang Sheng snorted softly, the word "marriage news" was very useful to him.

Today he wanted to go to the company with Xia Jinting, but Xia Jinting insisted on joining the job by himself.

He didn't want to take advantage of Tang Sheng's influence, let alone take advantage of his influence.

Tang Sheng works at home, but he always cares about Xia Jinting.

It wasn't until he saw people standing in front of him with their tails full that he felt at ease.

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!