Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 383 - 381 This matter needs to be discussed with Young Master Huo
Back in the women’s fashion design department, colleagues were still bent over their work.
Tong Xiaomian was polishing a draft on the computer when she saw Jiayi return, she lifted her hand and waved, "Jiayi, how did it go, did you deliver it?"
Jiayi’s mind was still preoccupied with how to explain things to Fang Yao, somewhat distracted; she didn’t hear what Tong Xiaomian had said at first, and only after a moment did she respond with an "Ah," "Yes, it’s delivered."
Tong Xiaomian gently patted her on the shoulder, "Were you scolded by Manager Shi from UA? Don’t worry, just take the words of that menopausal old man as a breeze, in one ear and out the other, don’t take it to heart."
Something occurred to Jiayi, "Oh right, Xiaomian, why was the sample garment torn?"
The sample garment was the one Tong Xiaomian had taken out of Fang Yao’s office and given to her, so she should have inspected it beforehand.
The color drained from Tong Xiaomian’s face, "Torn? That can’t be. Where was it torn?"
As Jiayi was looking at her, seeming also unaware, about to explain further, the door to the design director’s office suddenly "bam" swung open.
Fang Yao flung the door open, standing at the doorway, already tall and slender; her slightly lifted pointed chin made her appear even more like a queen, her face was extremely displeased, "Who just took the clothes to UA?"
The atmosphere in the office plummeted instantly.
Everyone knew this was a prelude to Fang Yao’s temper flaring up; all eyes shifted, focusing on Tong Xiaomian and Jiayi.
Tong Xiaomian was pale, "Director Fang, I swapped tasks with Jiayi because of some stuff, it was Jiayi who took the sample garment to UA in my place."
Jiayi’s throat felt dry as she nodded.
Fang Yao’s gaze landed on Jiayi, coldly, "Come in!"
Jiayi understood, Fang Yao must already know about her altering the dress without permission!
She went into the office alone and closed the door.
Inside the office, Fang Yao sat in her swivel chair, her gaze icy, watching the newcomer before her:
"Manager Shi called five minutes ago, saying that our design for the sample was very satisfactory to their manufacturer, more striking and bold than before, highly novel, and they want us to make several more pieces in this style. He even sent pictures, huh, to no surprise, the garment had been altered; it’s not my work at all. You were the one who delivered the clothing, so tell me, how do you explain this!"
Fang Yao had somewhat Westernized features, large eyes and a high nose, luscious lips, and a model-like slim figure that exuded a typical queenly aura. Even in a casual, loose-fitting American T-shirt with skinny jeans, she could draw people’s eyes. Now, as her temper flared up, it was even harder to look away.
Jiayi knew she couldn’t hide it, "Director Fang, when I delivered the sample garment to UA, I only then discovered it was torn. Manager Shi was in a hurry, UA’s manufacturer happened to be viewing the styles, and models needed to wear the sample garment for the presentation. If that garment had been given to UA, it would have damaged Yundu’s image. I am sorry I took action without informing you first, but at that time, there really wasn’t time to speak with you, I apologize."
Fang Yao scoffed, "You even know you took it upon yourself? Do you even respect me as your superior? Perhaps, you’ve simply forgotten that you’re just a design assistant still on probation?"
Sweat formed in Jiayi’s palms.
Fang Yao was her direct superior, and her probation period was entirely subject to Fang Yao’s evaluation. Angering Fang Yao today was not a laughing matter.
Jiayi could only lower her voice, sincere, "I’m sorry, Director Fang."
"Sorry? You say my sample garment was torn? Ha, could your lies be any more clumsy? I, Fang Yao, have been designing and making clothes for so many years and have never made such a ridiculous, amateur mistake. Whether that sample garment was torn or not, nobody knows, only you knew. So, is your apology sincere?"
Jiayi raised her head, "Director Fang believes I deliberately damaged the clothing and then replaced it with my own design for UA? What benefit would that bring me?"
Fang Yao’s expression grew even darker, "There are too many newcomers in the design industry who want instant fame, but unfortunately, they don’t get the chance. You intentionally let UA see your design, how could there be no benefit? Once UA’s advertisement is out, the whole of Yunling will know the car model was wearing your design! However, let me tell you, if you think you can play dirty with me, I’m no pushover! There have been plenty who wanted to step over me to climb higher, who do you think you are? You’re just a newcomer!"
Jiayi felt like crying but had nowhere to cry, facing an accusation so unfair she couldn’t even offer an explanation for the first time.
Now Fang Yao was convinced Jiayi was scheming to take her place.
Who wouldn’t be angry at seeing their subordinate stabbing them in the back?
If only she had known, she would never have gone to deliver the clothes to UA today.
Just then, with a whoosh, Fang Yao stood up from her swivel chair, and with a loud "bang," she flung open the door and strode out of the office.
Jiayi didn’t know what she intended to do, but she was sure Fang Yao wouldn’t make things easy for her, so she could only follow her out of the office.
The colleagues in the design department only heard the door slam, then saw Fang Yao walking away with icy composure, her high heels echoing with each step.
Soon after, Jiayi followed suit.
Compared to Fang Yao’s imposing presence in her five-inch heels, Jiayi looked disheveled, in flat shoes, her hair a mess from having just come back from outside and not having had time to tidy it up, like a white rabbit with its neck clutched by a predator, panicked and helpless.
"What happened, Jiayi?" Tong Xiaomian and several colleagues gathered around her.
Jiayi felt a bit chaotic inside, watching Fang Yao press the elevator button, apparently heading upstairs, and her heart beat even faster.
Upstairs were the senior management offices.
Was Fang Yao going to report to the higher-ups?
Tong Xiaomian had obviously noticed the direction Fang Yao was heading, her eyes shifted, and she tentatively prodded, "Jiayi, did something happen with the sample clothes you delivered that upset Director Fang?"
A curious colleague couldn’t help but chime in, "I’ve never seen Director Fang this angry before, Jiayi, you haven’t offended her, have you?"
Jiayi tried to calm herself down, telling herself she hadn’t done anything wrong, and sat down in front of the computer, "It’s nothing."
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Administration Manager’s Office.
Manager Yang had just calmed the flustered Fang Yao, letting the secretary escort her downstairs, he thought for a moment, then made a call.
As soon as the call connected, Manager Yang’s tone became extremely respectful, "Mr. Huo."
"What’s the matter." On the other end, the man’s voice was slightly tinged with languid tiredness, with the sound of cars and wind rushing nearby, he must be on the road.
Manager Yang knew that the behind-the-scenes major shareholder who had acquired Yundu had come to Yunling, and he was not only focusing on Yundu but was busy with several large acquisition plans every day. He must be on the road now too, he immediately lowered his voice, "I’m sorry to disturb you, Mr. Huo, but I need to mention this to you, it’s regarding Miss Chu."
