After a while, Lu Yuchuan sat back in his office chair. He was dignified, calm and unassuming.

Jiang Man followed again and handed out a document with both hands, "President, this is the financial statement for the last quarter."

"Is Muchen's hand feeling better?" Lu Yuchuan took the report, his slender fingers had distinct joints.

He said with concern, "If it doesn't heal, let him rest for a few more days, and you will have to work harder."

"I spoke on the phone this morning. He said he would be back at work tomorrow. It should be okay."

"Yeah." The man nodded and said while reading the report, "With him here, your job will be much easier."

Jiang Man nodded, said nothing, saluted and left.

I quickly brought him a cup of coffee, put it down gently, and left again.

On the 11th floor, in the large office of the design studio.

Tong Hua read through the relevant information of the "A Glance for Ten Thousand Years" series again. She was quite interested and might be able to show off her skills.

Although she has not designed jewelry, she has designed clothing, and design is the same thing.

Everything needs to be integrated with the designer's own emotions. Only things with emotions have souls.

Just when she was full of enthusiasm and wanted to give it a try, Jiang Nan handed her a thick stack of documents and said, "Tong Hua, go help make three copies."

Looking at the thick documents Jiang Nan threw casually on her desk, she almost slipped them off. Fortunately, she has good eyesight and quick hands. There must be thousands of them, right?

Jiang Nan left without looking back, Tong Hua was dumbfounded!

She looked around and wondered, is there no assistant in the design department?

Why should she do such a thing?

But she felt that she was new here and had to adapt to the rules of the workplace, so Tong Hua completed the task without complaint, which took her a full hour.

When she handed the copied information to Jiang Nan's office, "Director Jiang, that's it!" when she was about to turn around and leave.

"Tong Hua, wait!" Jiang Nan called her.

The girl turned her eyes and asked with a smile, "Director Jiang, do you have any other instructions?"

"I'm showing you the information on the Ten Thousand Years series at a glance. I just want you to understand it. You don't need to participate in the design."

"Why?" The girl frowned and hurried to the desk, "I am also a designer!"

Jiang Nan looked at her intently, her expression as if she had heard a joke. She picked up the cup and took a sip of water, looking at Tong Hua carefully, "Are you a designer? Do you have any works? Have you won any awards? You

Do you have any historical achievements?”

This series of questions left her speechless.

Just when Tong Hua was organizing words in his mind and wanted to say a few words for himself, Jiang Nan spoke again, "You are still in the internship period, so you should do odd jobs first to hone yourself."

The internship lasted for two months, but this series had to be delivered within a month! She didn't want to miss it.

"Director Jiang, I..."

"go out."

"River……"

"go out!"

Jiang Nan emphasized her tone coldly and interrupted her again.

At this time, the office phone rang, Jiang Nan started to answer the phone, and Tong Hua had to turn around and leave.

She was a little dejected and returned to her work station, feeling very sad.

Soon, the ringing of her mobile phone brought her back to her thoughts. It was obvious to her that it was Grandpa Lu.

So I gathered my mood, quickly got up, found a deserted corner and swiped the answer button.

"Hey, Grandpa." The girl's voice was small and sweet.

"Hua Hua, how have you considered what grandpa told you before?" the old man asked kindly, "When can we arrange a meeting between the parents of both parties?"
Chapter completed!