Holding breakfast, Xiang Jin led the two silly geese up to the sixteenth floor, arriving at the previously agreed meeting place.

The meeting was not scheduled to start yet, and Feng Rong's people had not arrived.

Xiang Jin silently opened her breakfast.

Thankfully, there wasn't any dark, overly nourishing soup... She breathed a sigh of relief.

She was feeling hungry, so she peeled an egg, grabbed a cup of soy milk, and ate slowly, handing the extra breakfast to the two silly geese.

Pei Ji and Ran Fangya quickly shook their heads.

"Sister Xiangjin, this breakfast must have been poisoned. Why don't you not eat it?" Ran Fangya asked with a worried expression.

Pei Ji nodded.

Xiang Jin chuckled: "How could that be?"

"How could you not! You insulted Boss Xiao! He's a vengeful person, you're finished!"

Pei Ji chimed in, "Exactly!"

Xiang Jin: "..."

"So be it. If we die today, we'll be reincarnated tomorrow. We'll come back to take revenge on Boss Xiao in eighteen years." Xiang Jin silently finished all her breakfast. It was really good; Aunt Yang's cooking skills had improved again.

Half an hour later, the people from Fengrong Design Department rushed over.

The one leading them was actually Ling Teng.

When Xiang Jin first joined Yixin, Kelly assigned him to deliver documents. He was severely scolded by Ling Teng, which left a deep impression on him.

“It’s you.”

Ling Teng was slightly taken aback, then sneered: "I thought the one who defeated Fan Youwei was some extraordinary person, but it turns out she's just a newbie who doesn't know anything."

"I heard he didn't even graduate from university," someone next to him added.

Ling Teng scoffed coldly, his eyes filled with obvious sarcasm.

Fan Youwei was his college classmate. As an outstanding figure in the school, he believed that her talent was impeccable and that no one could compare to her except Mu Xin.

Losing to someone like that is utterly shameful.

"What, does that mean a fresh graduate can't do design work, Mr. Ling?" Xiang Jin asked calmly.

"Do you even know all the Chinese characters?" Ling Teng retorted sarcastically.

"Whether I've acknowledged them all or not is my business. Mr. Ling, let's get started on coordinating the design work. The exhibition is approaching, so let's not waste time on these trivial matters."

Xiang Jin opened the folder and handed over the documents.

Ling Teng leaned back slightly, half-reclined on the chair, and looked at her with a provocative expression.

"There's no need for coordination; I simply can't coordinate with you."

Ling Teng looked at him with disdain: "Let Yixin find someone else, otherwise you shouldn't take this project."

After saying that, Ling Teng led his team out the door in a grand procession.

Xiang Jin silently put the documents back.

"Sister Xiangjin, don't take his words to heart. Ling Teng only said that because he likes Fan Youwei. He's arrogant and always thinks he's something special," Ran Fangya muttered to herself.

"But if we can't coordinate the work, we won't be able to get started."

Pei Ji was a little worried.

Xiang Jin remained relatively calm: "It's alright. I'll talk to him alone after he calms down. The design project was decided by the top boss, and he doesn't have the authority to change it."

Ran Fangya and Pei Ji nodded.

…………

Ling Teng stormed back to his office.

"Who is this person? They didn't even graduate from university and yet they dare to take on Feng Rong's business."

Does she know what Fengrong is?

Do you think they're here to beg for food?!

"Call Chen Anxing for me. I want to ask him what he really means!"

The assistant quickly found Chen Anxing's number and dialed it.

The call was answered quickly.

"Director Chen, if you really don't want to take this project, you can just say so. What are you doing sending someone who didn't even graduate from university? Are you trying to embarrass Fengrong?!"

Chen Anxing was taken aback: "You mean Xiang Jin?"

"Who else could it be but her?" The sarcasm in Ling Teng's eyes became increasingly obvious.

Chen Anxing paused for a moment.

"President Ling, Xiang Jin is the winner of this competition."

"Her manuscript was personally approved by President Xiao and President Xu."

Ling Teng was stunned and didn't know how to respond.

"Also, haven't you read her submission for this competition yet?"

Ling Teng continued sarcastically, "What kind of designs could someone like her possibly produce? Cheap knockoffs? Does she think she's some kind of genius, Mu Xin?!"

Looking at her work is an insult to one's eyes.

Chen Anxing chuckled softly.

"I still suggest that President Ling review her design drafts before making any comments. Also, let me tell you her real identity; her name is Mu Xin."

*

Half an hour has passed.

Xiang Jin handled her work while waiting for time to pass.

At that moment, a message suddenly popped up on WeChat.

"Have you finished handing over your work? Come up for lunch." It was a message from Murong Xiao.

I went to President Feng Rong's office for lunch...

I'm afraid I'll get indigestion.

Xiang Jin quickly declined, "No, I haven't handed over my work yet, it'll probably be very late, you can eat by yourself."

Murong Xiao: "No handover?"

Xiang Jin: "Mm."

There was no further reply on WeChat. Xiang Jin closed the page, finished her work, and planned to go to the restroom before talking to Ling Teng.

The office door was suddenly pushed open.

A large group of people walked in aggressively, led by a gentle and refined man. Ling Teng followed behind, his face looking rather grim.

"Hello, Miss Xiang, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Xiao Wenyao is the design department director and Ling Teng's boss.

"Mr. Xiao, you're too kind."

Xiang Jin reached out his hand to him.

"It was Ling Teng who was ignorant of the rules and neglected you. How about this, you give me the documents first, I'll take a look, and I'll ask you if there's anything I don't understand?"

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