Lin Yifeng turned to look at the female receptionist beside him and asked softly.

"Where's Miao Rou?"

"Isn't she in charge of my project?"

"I am very satisfied with her."

The female receptionist bowed slightly, just about to begin explaining.

The male designer immediately stepped between the two, staring intently at Lin Yifeng and asking questions.

"Mr. Lin, if you are not satisfied with my design, you can just say so."

There's no need to humiliate me with something an intern uses.

"I can make the changes for you, but what kind of cooperative attitude is this?"

Lin Yifeng frowned.

He never expected that even after he had rejected the male designer once, he would still be relentlessly pursuing him.

This time, in particular, the other party was clearly getting desperate.

Lin Yifeng only wanted to work with Miao Rou to complete the cooperation, but she mistakenly thought that Lin Yifeng was trying to humiliate her.

This male designer is not only short-sighted, but also a bit petty.

This was something Lin Yifeng found hard to tolerate.

He leaned back slightly, looking down at the two people in the room, his tone carrying a hint of accusation.

Is this how your company treats its customers?

The female receptionist noticed that the atmosphere was a bit awkward and quickly stepped forward to explain.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, that's not what Designer Zhou meant. He just hopes to facilitate a collaboration with you."

"If you are not satisfied here, I will contact Miao Rou for you right now."

"you……"

The male designer suddenly went berserk as soon as the female receptionist mentioned Miao Rou.

He turned around and stared intently at Lin Yifeng, his eyes carrying a hint of threat.

Are you sure you want to use an intern's design?

Lin Yifeng has traveled all over the country for so many years, why would he be afraid of the threat posed by this young upstart?

Lin Yifeng remained completely calm and shrugged.

"It doesn't matter."

"If your company cannot do these things, I can cancel the order."

The atmosphere in the reception room became extremely tense.

Lin Yifeng, of course, wouldn't indulge him.

He had already figured it out; this male designer must be someone from a wealthy family who had been sent abroad to study.

Gaining a prestigious degree abroad can help you land a good job back home.

These days, many wealthy families do this; international students are still quite valuable.

They were all spoiled from childhood to adulthood, typical spoiled brats.

Compared to Ye Wuzheng and his group of people from high-ranking families, this group was more like spoiled brats who looked down on anyone outside their circle.

The male designer had completely lost his temper and started shouting.

"Fine, fine, so you country bumpkin look down on my design skills, huh?"

"Mixue Ice Cream, right?"

"Let's see who in Shanghai dares to take your job!"

After saying that, the male designer tore up the design drawings and left the reception room.

The female receptionist was completely dumbfounded.

She never expected that her designer would be so individualistic, giving the client a hard time and completely falling out with Lin Yifeng.

She repeatedly apologized to Lam Yat-fung, trying to keep him by her side.

Lin Yifeng, however, didn't care at all.

There are so many bugs in this world, it's impossible for this one guy to affect him.

As for the harsh words he uttered, they were nothing to Lin Yifeng.

Upon arriving at the door, Lin Yifeng handed a business card to the female receptionist, asking her to pass it on to Miao Rou and inform her to contact him about smuggling orders.

After this incident, Miao Rou will probably have no way to make a living in Shanghai's design circle.

Lin Yifeng still values ​​the finished products in Miao Rou's possession. As long as he offers a price to buy them, there will be no other worries.

After leaving the design company.

That evening, Miao Rou called Lin Yifeng.

On the phone, Miao Rou asked timidly.

"Hello, are you Mr. Lin?"

"Yes, it's me. When do you have time?"

"It's available now."

"Okay, give me an address, and I'll have the driver pick you up."

Inside a phone booth in a dilapidated old building in Shanghai, Miao Rou hung up the phone and wiped away tears from the corners of her eyes.

Without a doubt, this girl must have already cried a lot.

To put it bluntly, it must have been something that happened within the design company that affected her.

But in order to complete Lin Yifeng's order, she endured the pain and quietly waited for Lin Yifeng's reply.

About an hour later.

Miao Rou pushed open the door to a private room on the second floor of a teahouse in Shanghai.

She carried a shoulder bag and looked at Lin Yifeng with a pitiful expression, apologizing to him repeatedly before even entering the door.

"There's no need."

“This matter concerns me.”

"These are all minor issues; I mainly care about the outcome."

Lin Yifeng waved his hand.

When Miao Rou took out the finished product sample, Lin Yifeng's eyes lit up.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that Miao Rou truly used her imagination to create a one-to-one replica of Mixue Ice Cream's logo.

Most importantly, the iconic font on it is also very ordinary and fits the style of Mixue Ice Cream.

"Mr. Lin, is this alright?"

"good."

Lin Yifeng looked through the other samples and found that Miao Rou's first version had the best style.

Lin Yifeng took the logo design and asked Miao Rou about it with a smile.

"How so?"

"Have you ever considered developing your career in Zhongzhou?"

"I can help you find a job."

Miao Rou froze on the spot.

She originally thought this meeting was just to deliver a draft, and that after registering everything tomorrow, she and Lin Yifeng would probably part ways. But she never expected that Lin Yifeng would actually introduce her to a job.

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