Su Xiqin didn't get to meet with Zhuosheng's Director of Design this time and left with Zhang Jing without any results. The two stepped out of Zhuosheng's skyscraper, and Su Xiqin blanked out while staring at the busy street.
"Su, let's taxi back." Zhang Jing looked at Su Xiqin's profile and recalled the accident with Mo Xigu's car earlier, which left her with a lot of confusion.
"Zhang Jing, you head back first," she replied as she turned her head.
Zhang Jing had her purse in her hand as she tilted her body, looking like she wanted to say something. It didn't escape Su Xiqin's eyes, and she knew what Zhang Jing was thinking. "I have some personal business with the CEO, just keep that to yourself."
Zhang Jing was a smart person, and she immediately replied to Su Xiqin, "Don't worry Su, I know what I should say and what I shouldn't."
Su Xiqin nodded. Her marriage with Mo Xigu was never made public, and there was no point in letting others know about it now that they were getting a divorce; it would only cause interference with work.
Silence crawled into Su Xiqin's eyes as she watched Zhang Jing leaving, and she stood there for a while before she turned her head towards Zhuosheng's headquarters; a plan appeared in her head.
When she had stepped out of Zhuosheng's headquarters, a black Ranger Rover happened to drive past her, and Bai Yansen, who was sitting in the back seat, saw her standing there from the corner of his eyes. His thick brows pinched slightly as he looked at her through the rear-view mirror.
"What kind of collaborations have we been working on with the Mo Corporation recently?" Bai Yansen moved his thin lips and spoke up.
Jiang Cunyu, who was sitting in front, heard his boss's question, and he immediately turned around as he wondered why his boss had asked this. He soon recalled something and said, "We don't have any collaborations with the Mo Corporation right now, but the company's about to release a new line of jewelry, yet the designs submitted by our designers haven't been meeting your standards. So the Director of Design suggested collaborating with some famous jewelry companies, and it's currently in the selection process. The Mo Company is a part of the selection pool."
"Mo's chief designer, Su Xiqin, has become quite popular and capable in recent years. If nothing unexpected happens, it's very likely we will end up collaborating with Mo's."
Bai Yansen looked back and said, "This time, we must pick out the most unique and genius design. Being capable is not enough."
Jiang Cunyu was at a loss for words. What's enough if the capability is not enough?
However, Bai Yansen was his boss, and he could only complain a little secretly since he didn't have any courage to say it out loud.
Su Xiqin didn't return to the Mo Corporation, grabbing a taxi at the intersection and heading towards the school to pick up her kid instead.
S City was a southern city, and the sunlight in the summer was quite scorching at around 5 PM.
Su Xiqin got off the taxi and waited with the other parents by the gate in the blazing sun. She raised her head and looked forward, trying to see if her son's class had appeared on the path close to the gate.
Soon, her son's teacher led a group of students out towards the gate in uniformed steps. Within the two nicely lined up rows, Su Xiqin locked her gaze upon Little Milk Bun's cute little figure.
Perhaps it was the connection between a mom and her son, Little Milk Bun also looked in her direction, and a smile appeared on his chubby face as he waved his chubby arms at her.
If Su Xiqin had to say a moment when she would always forget all the troubles in the world, it would be when she was with her son. She felt unexplainable gratitude when she saw her child, the child that she decided to give birth to because she wanted to let go of her past relationship. He had been her motivation to survive for the past five long and tiresome years. Every time Su Xiqin felt like she couldn't continue onwards after encountering hardships, all she needed to do was to look at his cute face, and she could overcome all troubles as if a new source of energy had been injected into her body.