"Please submit all the design drafts to my office tonight."

Lu Zhiwei stood up briskly, took her phone, and walked out of the cheongsam design department.

Once she left...

The department was in an uproar.

Jiang Hao kicked the swivel chair. He had only been afraid to offend the young lady of the Lu family on the surface, for fear of losing his job.

Now that the other guy is gone, he's the boss here.

"Don't be angry, Director Jiang. She's just a little beggar. She doesn't understand design at all. It's just ten design drawings. We can just draw them casually to get by. Anyway, she can't tell the difference between good and bad."

An employee skilled in flattery came forward to comfort Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao snorted coldly, a sinister smile appearing on his fat face: "Yeah, even if she drew it with her feet, she wouldn't be able to tell the difference. If she rejects our design, we'll go to President Lu and complain about her, saying she doesn't understand design and is destroying our achievements. This 'vase' vice president won't last long, she'll have to obediently leave us. We can continue to live a carefree retirement life."

Returning to the president's office, the bright and spacious office is located on the top floor of the Lu Group building, offering a wide view. The office is equipped with Lu Group's brand-new high-tech intelligent system, and everything is controlled by voice.

Lu Zhiwei leaned back in her office chair. Her assistant, An Yang, brought over all the project documents that her mother had handled 23 years ago when she was in office and placed them on her desk: "Vice President Lu, these are what you requested."

"Okay, go arrange the meeting." Lu Zhiwei said with a serious face, carefully taking the documents.

Ding-dong.

A WeChat message arrived on my phone on the table.

It was sent by Shen Jinmo.