234: C234 The Old Wound

C234 The Old Wound

After Qiao Yumeng recovered from her injuries, she returned to the Qiao's to work. Logically speaking, she should have left the Qiao's after the incident, but she wanted to find out if the person behind the scenes was Qiao Yi. Therefore, she didn't ask for Qiao Yi's opinion and continued to be the Finance Director of the Qiao's.

Who would have guessed that the father and daughter pair, Qiao Yi and Qiao Yumeng, would actually be on guard against each other in private?

Dancing with a wolf was indeed uncomfortable, but it was not bad either. At least, it was much more interesting than ordinary work.

Zhang Junhao had never stopped pursuing Qiao Yumeng from the beginning to the end, but ever since he said that he wanted to pursue Qiao Yumeng, he had never said anything like that again. He only ordered takeout and flowers for Qiao Yumeng from time to time.

Another day passed after work. Qiao Yumeng had just walked downstairs of Qiao's when she saw Zhang Junhao.

"Are you busy with work? Ten minutes later than usual." Zhang Junhao looked at Qiao Yumeng with a smile.

Qiao Yumeng choked and said, "I have something to do later..."

"I'm not treating you to dinner today." Zhang Junhao took out a design manuscript, "This is the work of a junior. She wants you to help her see what needs to be improved."

Qiao Yumeng looked at the diamond ring design manuscript and the corner of her mouth twitched, "Designer Zhang, are you a construction designer and a junior of a jewelry designer?"

"That's right." Zhang Junhao nodded, and said, "They all learn how to design."

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"It's true. This junior is a classmate of mine in college. After she graduated, she worked for a few years before she studied this. This is the first draft of her first interview. I want you to take a look at it."

Alright, since she had already said that, what else could Qiao Yumeng say?

"Let me take a look." Qiao Yumeng took it. It could be seen that her standards were indeed not mature enough, but the price was simple. "What company did she interview?"

"Does it have anything to do with this?" Zhang Junhao raised his eyebrows.

"Of course. The interviewers of each company have different requirements. If I were her interviewer, she could have approved the design draft, but if it was someone else, it might not be the case."

"Why?" Zhang Junhao asked. He pressed the car key and said, "Let's talk in the car. It's strange to stand on the roadside like this."

Qiao Yumeng was stunned for a moment. She looked up and indeed saw a few Qiao's employees secretly looking at them.

Although Zhang Junhao had come to her not once or twice, it was not the first time that he had come to her. But it didn't do her any good to hear about it in the company.

"That's good." Qiao Yumeng nodded. After getting into the car, she continued to answer Zhang Junhao's question. "Because although her design is simple, it can be seen that her persistence and pursuit of perfection are not good in the eyes of ordinary designers."

Zhang Junhao nodded and quickly said, "Although she pursues perfection, these perfection is in pursuit of the spirit. It does not cater to the market, so it cannot produce too much commercial value, right?"

"Yes." Qiao Yumeng nodded. She did not expect Zhang Junhao to be able to point it out with a single sentence.

It was said that men who studied architecture were rigid. Architectural designers were the representative of rigidity, but Zhang Junhao knew how to be romantic.

"The resume she submitted was from the Rouchen." Zhang Junhao seemed to not know about the relationship between the Rouchen and Fu Qianchen. After he finished speaking, he asked, "Do you know who the chief designer of the Rouchen is? Can my junior sister's draft be of any interest to her?"

"Rouchen..." Qiao Yumeng pulled the corner of her mouth. She could not smile even if she wanted to.

Rouchen, Rouchen, Qiao Yurou and Fu Qianchen, to her. To her, it was a very ironic name. In addition, because of the conflict between her and Qiao Yurou, the M Jewelry branch company was bought over. A large number of her colleagues had lost their jobs, which was still fresh in her mind.

Now that she mentioned it, she found that the wounds in her heart were still dripping with blood.

"Is the Rouchen not good?" Zhang Junhao frowned. "It is said that the Rouchen is the biggest jewelry company in Nancheng. It is also true that my junior sister only went to study jewelry design after graduation for more than a year. For such a big company, it is definitely not professional enough, right?"

"No..." Qiao Yumeng shook her head and smiled bitterly. "I just thought that the shareholder of the Rouchen is Fu Qianchen. As for who the chief designer is now, I really don't know."

"Fu... Fu Qianchen?" Zhang Junhao's face looked as if he had eaten a fly.

"Aren't you classmates? Tell him that he will help you." If it was Fu Qianchen in the past, Qiao Yumeng would not give Zhang Junhao this suggestion. However, Fu Qianchen was still easy to talk to now. He might really help.1

"Forget it." Zhang Junhao put the design manuscript aside and asked after a long silence, "I heard that you used to work in Fan Bai. Is it difficult for you to pass Fan Bai's interview?"

This question really stumped Qiao Yumeng. The trick to her successful interview was to stab herself in the arm.

"Fan Bai's shareholder is Bai Yuzhu."

This time it was Zhang Junhao who was speechless.

"Actually, there are other jewelry companies in Nancheng that are not bad." Qiao Yumeng could only dryly say so.

Zhang Junhao held the design manuscript and nodded silently. He said, "Where are you going later? I'll send you there."

Later? Actually, she was fine. She just did not want to have dinner with Zhang Junhao. That was why she said she had something to do.

"I need to see my friend. He's on Second Loop West Road." Qiao Yumeng randomly talked about a place that was quite far away. She wanted Zhang Junhao to back off.

"Oh, that just so happens that I am going there. Shall we leave now?" Zhang Junhao said as he began to fasten his seatbelt.

"Huh?" Qiao Yumeng was stunned for a moment and quickly nodded. "Oh, okay."

After the car started, Qiao Yumeng really did not know what to say to Zhang Junhao. She simply picked up the design manuscript and looked at it.

"What do you think?" Zhang Junhao looked at the road in front of him and asked.

"Nothing. I just thought of myself." Qiao Yumeng sighed faintly and said, "Actually, my design skills are also half-baked. My university's finance major."

"Yes." Zhang Junhao nodded.

"Did you study architectural design in college?" Qiao Yumeng asked again.

"Yes. The professor recommended me to study abroad."

To be able to get the instructor to recommend me to study abroad, the results must be very good.

"If it wasn't for my instructor, I probably wouldn't have had the chance to go abroad." Zhang Junhao took the opportunity to look at Qiao Yumeng while waiting for the red light. "My family background can't let me go abroad. Fortunately, my tutor wrote me a recommendation letter. I became the only person in our batch who went abroad at public expense."

"Then thank him very much." Qiao Yumeng nodded.

"He..." Zhang Junhao turned his head to look at the road and slowly started the car. "He passed away. I can't thank him even if I want to thank him."

"Is... is that so?" Qiao Yumeng was a little embarrassed. "That's really a pity."

"Yes, really regretful." When Zhang Junhao said this, the corner of his mouth actually curled up into a smile. That smile made one's scalp go numb.

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