Reborn to Outshine My Ex and His White Moonlight-Chapter 86 - Pretending to Be a Pig to Eat the Tiger
Chapter 86: Chapter 86 Pretending to Be a Pig to Eat the Tiger
Chapter 86 -86 Pretending to Be a Pig to Eat the Tiger
Xue Man arrived.
She looked at the messy ground and the dirty design drafts of Song Wanqiu and Lin Zhiyi, frowning involuntarily.
Without waiting for others to speak, Shen Yan stepped forward full of sorrow and accused Chen Huan.
“President Xue, Chen Huan spilled coffee on Miss Song and Zhiyi’s drawing boards!”
Xue Man’s face darkened as she turned to look at the sincerely frightened Chen Huan.
Chen Huan’s cheeks flushed red as she explained, “President Xue, it was really an accident. I do these things every day, and I’ve never made a mistake before. Everyone here can vouch for me.”
Those colleagues who had benefited from her also came forward one by one.
“President Xue, Chen Huan is indeed the first one to prepare coffee for everyone every day. She is very careful and has never made a mistake before; this must have been an accident.”
“Chen Huan is always the most active at work, and she never complains. She doesn’t have any bad intentions.”
One by one, everyone defended Chen Huan.
This made Shen Yan, who had come forward to accuse Chen Huan, feel extremely awkward and embarrassed from all sides.
One colleague, unable to stand it, added, “There are indeed some people who leave their own posts to do what in the office?”
Shen Yan, stunned, then reverted to her wronged demeanor: “I… I’m friends with Zhiyi; I just wanted to check on her. I’m sorry, it was my fault. I apologize; it’s appropriate for you to say that.”
The colleague was choked, her face turning pale as if she had committed an unforgivable act towards Shen Yan.
Xue Man looked at the noisy office, her forehead furrowed deeply: “Enough! Is this a marketplace? What is going on here?”
Immediately, everyone went silent.
Xue Man looked at Song Wanqiu and Lin Zhiyi, massaging her temples: “Do either of you still have a way to salvage this?”
Song Wanqiu glanced indifferently at Bella, Xue Man’s assistant standing behind her.
Bella nodded.
Immediately, she smiled, “President Xue can rest assured, I can fix this.”
Xue Man hmm-ed, then turned to Lin Zhiyi.
“And you?”
“I… I’ll try my best.” Lin Zhiyi’s face was pale, her voice weak and breathless.
Seeing her lack of confidence, Xue Man still felt uneasy and thought for a moment before pointing towards Chen Huan.
“Chen Huan, you also worked on President Yu’s designs before. You prepare too; an extra option means an extra opportunity.”
“Okay, I apologize to everyone,” Chen Huan bowed her head in apology.
“Go prepare; President Yu will be here in an hour.”
“Yes.”
Everyone scattered and began to get busy.
Except for Song Wanqiu.
She walked to a deserted corridor where Bella was already waiting.
Handing over a USB drive, Bella said with a faint smile, “Miss Song is wise to prepare a backup. This contains your digital draft.”
Song Wanqiu raised her eyebrows and took the item, asking in a low voice, “Is this designer you found reliable? I don’t want to stir up any trouble.”
“Miss Song can rest assured; all are capable newcomers in the industry. I’ve already bribed them. Helping Miss Song is their good fortune,” Bella said mysteriously.
“Bella, I really must thank you this time. I’ve already arranged your brother’s job, and I’ve prepared some money for you as well.”
“Thank you, Miss Song.”
After their thanks, Bella left with a smile.
Song Wanqiu toyed with the USB drive in her hand, taking a few steps forward and peering through the glass at Lin Zhiyi, who was frantically making amends.
Fool.
Ever since the scandal at Cha Hua Manor, did she even have the heart to design?
She knew that Bella, working with Xue Man, knew many people in the industry, both big and small.
Why bother like Lin Zhiyi, exerting so much effort over something that could be solved with money?
In this world, as long as one has power and influence, even if her designs looked like crap, people would still call them art.
Song Wanqiu walked elegantly, but before she could enter, she saw Shen Yan rushing past.
“Stop!”
Shen Yan halted, looking cautiously at Song Wanqiu.
Seeing her in such a sorry state, Song Wanqiu sneered.
“What’s the rush? What was that with the coffee just now?”
“I’m sorry, Miss Song. When I tripped Chen Huan, I calculated the angle perfectly, but who knew she’d twist her ankle in her high heels, causing the coffee to splash toward both of you,” Shen Yan cautiously explained.
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Song Wanqiu gripped the USB tightly; her goal had been achieved anyway, so the process no longer mattered.
“Be more careful in the future. I brought you in, but you can’t even match Chen Huan, who at least had colleagues speak up for him and got a freebie. Look at you…”
“Sorry.”
Shen Yan nodded meekly, her head bowed.
Song Wanqiu couldn’t bother to waste words on her and walked past her into the office.
A moment later, Shen Yan slowly raised her eyes, which were full of venomous spikes, and as she turned around, she almost bumped into Chen Huan.
Chen Huan said nothing and walked away, but halfway through, he suddenly turned back and smiled at Shen Yan.
Shen Yan felt a sudden tightness in her chest, but by the time she verified this feeling, Chen Huan had already walked away.
An illusion?
One hour later, in the conference room.
President Yu and President Xue exchanged a few cordial words then sat down.
“Let’s start. I have other matters to attend to shortly.”
“Okay.”
Xue Man nodded, glanced at Chen Huan, who was the first to present.
Chen Huan stood up and offered his design draft: “President Yu, President Xue, my design concept is rebirth, using jewels that represent the Fire Element in a reverse setting to add depth…”
Fire?
Lin Zhiyi was startled, and the pen in her hand slipped, rolling twice on the desk before falling to the floor.
In disbelief, she looked up to see Chen Huan’s design, and her mind echoed the whispers from breakfast at Cha Hua Manor.
Chen Huan had poured her milk, reminding her to eat more.
“Zhiyi, you’re our key player after all. Since President Yu chose you as the chief designer, what are you planning to design?”
“Reborn from fire. I think President Yu was actually quite pleased watching those ashes; she’s embraced this identity, and having seen so many jewels, she’s bound to buy what she likes.”
Because President Yu and President Xue had personally appointed Lin Zhiyi, she didn’t overthink it and simply shared her thoughts.
Unexpectedly…
By the time she came back to her senses, Chen Huan was already concluding.
“I believe President Yu’s life should be reborn from fire, pursuing unbridled joy.”
His words clearly resonated with President Yu, who stared at Chen Huan for a long time, as if seeing him anew.
President Yu smiled, “President Xue’s place is really full of talent.”
Xue Man also nodded in satisfaction, her smile broadening slightly at Chen Huan before she pointed to Song Wanqiu.
“It’s your turn, Song Wanqiu.”
“Yes.”
Song Wanqiu stood up, her gaze sweeping fiercely over Chen Huan.
She had thought him just a bumbling fool, but it turned out he’d played a masterstroke.
Hah, after she took care of Lin Zhiyi, she would deal with Chen Huan.
Thinking of Lin Zhiyi, Song Wanqiu felt even more triumphant.
Minutes before entering the office, she had seen Lin Zhiyi making modifications on a heavily stained draft.
Trash remains trash, no matter how you amend it.
Confidently, she pulled out the USB, looking at Lin Zhiyi’s pale face: “Luckily, I prepared a digital version.”
Her design appeared on the screen.
Deliberately choosing the same motif, Song Wanqiu designed a necklace based on the camellia.
At the end, she turned to President Yu with a light laugh: “The boat has passed thousands of mountains; one must let go to pick it up again, right, President Yu?”
Calling the old woman out for the embarrassment she caused her at the manor.
The necklace that mocked President Yu—who would have to wear it no matter how repulsive, because she was Gong Chen’s fiancée!
President Yu’s face showed little change, even curling up slightly with a smile at the corners of her eyes: “Indeed, Miss Song has spoken wisely. I look forward to your ‘boat passing thousands of mountains.'”
Song Wanqiu slightly tilted her head back: “I knew President Yu would be pleased.”
Xue Man seemed to sense something, pursing her lips: “Song Wanqiu, please sit down. Lin Zhiyi, it’s your turn.”
Lin Zhiyi didn’t move.
Song Wanqiu, feigning concern, said: “Zhiyi, what’s wrong? Couldn’t be that you haven’t finished your design? You would really disappoint President Yu’s expectations.”
