Su Manning was still dissatisfied with Han Jing'er's revised design.

During the regular meeting, Su Maning took the market feedback report and threw it to Han Jinger to read.

She stared at Han Jing'er and said in a stern voice: "As a designer, you don't just sit in the office drawing patterns all day long. Without strong market research capabilities and an understanding of the needs of consumer groups, you can't make products."

Designing clothes that are suitable for customers and sell well will not bring benefits to the company."

Han Jing'er remained silent.

But Su Manning's face didn't look any better. She threw Han Jing'er's design copy over again: "Han Jing'er, where are your new ideas? Where are your ideas?"

Su Manning said again: "Han Jing'er, you just came out of school and you went straight into the company as an accountant, right? Do you know what you lack? What you lack is grassroots training. You don't understand our company at all, you don't understand

What kind of products do most customers really like?"

Everyone watched.

There was sympathy and schadenfreude in his eyes.

Han Jing'er remained silent. She thought that if she had the backbone, she could bang the table, have a big quarrel with Su Manning, and argue with each other - the question is, will there be any results in such an argument?

If you have a grudge with your boss, you will have to think about the consequences. You are not a three-inch golden lotus, and you can wear small shoes casually? If you can't bear it, you will mess up your big plans.

Han Jing'er could only swallow her anger.

After the regular meeting, Su Manning left Han Jing'er behind.

Su Manning's expression was serious: "Han Jing'er, you must adjust your mentality as soon as possible, be down-to-earth, and try your best to become a competent designer. Otherwise, the company will not support idle people."

Idle people!

Although Han Jing'er has just joined the company, she is not a blank slate. The four styles of spring, summer, autumn and winter clothes she designed in the competition were finished and were loved by many merchants and achieved good sales results.

As a newcomer in the workplace, she is considered a miracle in the industry. But now, Han Jing'er is nothing in Su Manning's eyes.

Doing market research is a hard job. You have to go to the store and stand at the counter, practice at the grassroots level, and conduct a thorough investigation of the company's product users and feedback.

Han Jing'er asked: "How long will it take for me to do market research?"

Su Maning said: "Three days. Today is Friday, you have to be ready, starting from next Monday."

Han Jing'er shrugged, and Ah Q thought energetically, just stand at the counter, isn't it just for 7 days, not a lifetime, she hasn't stood at the counter yet, it's good to enjoy the fun of standing at the counter.

Also doing market research is Zhuang Honghong.

Conducting market research is an assessment for Zhuang Honghong.

Han Jing'er has been depressed all day.

Her colleagues looked at each other, but they didn't dare to say anything. Those who sympathized with her just patted her on the shoulder as if to comfort her. Han Jing'er gave them a wry smile in return.

Zhuang Honghong, on the other hand, was cheerful and said: "Jing'er, I never thought I could follow you, so that I can learn a lot. If there is something I don't understand, you should teach me more."

Han Jing'er shrugged: "I still want to find someone to teach me."

Zhuang Honghong said: "You know a lot more than me. I really don't understand anything."

Han Jing'er shrugged again: "I don't understand anything either."

Zhuang Honghong is very sincere: "I like your works very much. The clothes you design are very beautiful, fashionable and creative. I don't dare to expect that I can be like you. I only hope that I can learn more from you."

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Han Jing'er said in a self-deprecating tone: "What's so good about my work? I've changed it again and again, changed it again and again, and changed it beyond recognition, but it still can't pass Cindy's eyes."

Zhuang Honghong's eyes looked sympathetic: "Jing'er, you are so pitiful."

Han Jing'er smiled at her: "Actually, it's nothing. I'm just complaining."

Even though he said this, there was still some resentment.

Do all bosses like to suppress their subordinates? Especially those who like to suppress newcomers in the workplace, so that they can appear majestic as a superior?

Han Jing'er doesn't know.

The workplace is not as easy as she imagined.
Chapter completed!