Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 440: Confident and Radiant

The list was naturally accurate.

If Special Assistant Zhang personally selected the candidates, no one was more qualified than her.

The Pei Group had ventured into film and television entertainment and was currently investing in an ancient drama. The main characters’ costumes were of course handled by a more professional team with ten or twenty sets at their disposal. It was the supporting characters’ costumes that top designers were unwilling to design for. Hence, it was outsourced to those with design skills but no stage, and as long as the designs weren’t too outrageous, the director would likely use them.

Even though it was for supporting characters’ costumes, if well designed, it could be a stepping stone into the industry, and naturally, more design opportunities would come her way, ensuring she wouldn’t run out of orders.

For students, getting such a project was something that would keep them up at night in excitement.

Those who had participated in various projects would lose sleep, but a newcomer like Qu Fulan who hadn’t even set foot out yet would hardly sleep either; she once thought someone had made a mistake until the contract arrived.

These days, everything required a contract. Once signed, it had legal effect, protecting against breaches.

After signing the contract, Qu Fulan still found it unbelievable.

She had always been the kind of person who received more attention for her outstanding looks; however, after the attention, people realized she was unresponsive and introverted, impossible to engage energetically.

Some said she was as dull as a piece of wood, and what good was beauty with such a personality?

Indeed, it wasn’t interesting. So after a period of amazement in college, she quickly faded into obscurity, and nobody knew she even existed. How could anyone think of her when opportunities arose?

Qu Fulan couldn’t figure it out and had nowhere to ask, but regardless of how she was chosen, the contract was already signed and wouldn’t change. Instead of worrying, she would rather research more information.

The project materials had arrived, detailing the era of the costume drama, the tone for the main characters’ costumes, and the tone for the supporting characters’ costumes, all critical to understand. By designing a few options for the director to choose from, her chances of success might be higher.

Including Qu Fulan, five girls were selected in total, each responsible for different roles: some for maidservants’ clothes, others for matrons’ clothes, children’s clothes, or attendants’ clothes, and so on.

This was also hierarchical; based on this drama’s tone, the maidservants’ clothes were more coveted, so everyone wanted to design for them. The Pei Group had to assess everyone’s abilities and assign the tasks accordingly.

Yes, they still needed to attend a meeting at the Pei Group.

It was like a dream.

On the shuttle sent by the school, the girls eagerly discussed their admiration for the Pei Group, wishing they could work there someday.

"But I’ve heard the Pei Group’s design department never hires newcomers, recruiting only seasoned professionals from elsewhere, so we probably don’t stand a chance."

"Not necessarily, if we collaborate well this time, we might get a foot in through this connection."

"I wonder who’s interviewing us today — is it the chief designer, or the president’s special assistant? I heard he personally went to the university to discuss the cooperation with the principal."

"Stop dreaming, the chief designer won’t come to interview us, let alone the special assistant. It’s probably some senior designer that’s interviewing us."

The four girls were chatting animatedly, except for Qu Fulan, who sat quietly aside, a bit awkward.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to join in; she just didn’t know how, given her introverted nature. Her parents had often criticized her for it, but ingrained habits are hard to change. Raised with such a shy demeanor, it wasn’t something she could change overnight.

She envied social butterflies but couldn’t emulate them.

Fortunately, the awkwardness didn’t last long, as they arrived at the Pei Group.

Getting off the bus, the five girls were so intimidated by the Pei Group’s imposing presence, they barely dared to breathe.

Luckily, someone guided them, the receptionist warmly greeted them, and they took the elevator to the top floor. In the reception room, they were even served hot coffee, making them feel incredibly pampered and astounded.

Finally learning that President Pei was interviewing them, the girls were so shocked they didn’t know what to do.

Although they had seen President Pei that day, listening to a speech couldn’t compare to today’s interview.

The four girls, accustomed to various events, were so nervous they didn’t know where to put their hands and feet; needless to say, Qu Fulan, who hadn’t seen much of the world, was even more anxious.

She was already so tense her body ached, nerves strung far too tightly.

She thought a random designer would be interviewing them, and she could still manage, but with President Pei... if she messed up, could she still work in the design circle?

As her thoughts spiraled out of control, a tall, thin man wearing glasses came into the reception room, knocking to draw everyone’s attention.

The man was Special Assistant Zhang, who smiled at everyone, "I’m Special Assistant Zhang. Please follow me."

Everyone hurriedly stood up, like ducklings following their mother behind Special Assistant Zhang. They walked for a while before arriving at a conference room. Special Assistant Zhang knocked a few times, received permission, and then opened the door, inviting them in.

Entering the room, they saw four or five people seated inside, the foremost, without a doubt, President Pei, who had allowed Special Assistant Zhang to let them in just moments ago.

President Pei had a pleasant voice, something the girls had learned during one of his speeches. But now, preoccupied with their own nerves, they couldn’t appreciate anything else as they timidly entered the spacious conference room.

Special Assistant Zhang first introduced them to the people inside, all related to this project, then had them do self-introductions.

Qu Fulan was the last to introduce herself. She didn’t know how others felt during their self-introductions, but her own fingernails were nearly digging into her palms, "Hello everyone, my name is Qu Fulan, from T University Design College..."

From the moment she entered, Pei Ji’an noticed her, the one at the back, with her face more serious than when she moved the bicycle, her eyes consistently downcast, not daring to look around.

In fact, the other girls were just as nervous, but he hadn’t noticed them.

When it was her turn to introduce herself, though she raised her head, she had no idea where to look, reciting her introduction like reading from a script. After she finished, Pei Ji’an smiled and said, "Time is tight, saying more is not as effective as practicing once. Let’s start with you, please show us your work."

Even if Qu Fulan didn’t have much social sense, she knew that when others spoke to her, it was only polite to look them in the eye, so when President Pei spoke, she looked up at him.

This was her first time seeing the Pei Group’s president. Representing T University, his photos were naturally posted around the school, but she had never seen them, only hearing others say how handsome he was. Now seeing him for herself, it was indeed a strikingly handsome face, surpassing rumors, a man with a cool demeanor. Though smiling, he exuded a reserved air, making people apprehensive.

Although still nervous, when it came to designing, Qu Fulan instinctively calmed down. She walked to the projector and asked Special Assistant Zhang to help display her work for everyone to see.

Then she began explaining her work.

At this moment, Qu Fulan was confident and radiant, wholly absorbed in her task.