The janitor's living conditions weren't great; she and her daughter, Wu Xiaolan, rented a basement to live in.
Usually, the janitor would bring back bottles, waste paper, and boxes from the company and sell them once she had accumulated enough.
Wu Xiaolan held the crumpled design draft in her hand, her eyes flashing with amazement.
Even though the design draft wasn't complete, with some details still unfilled, Wu Xiaolan had never seen such a perfect design.
"Mom, where did this come from?"
"I picked it up as scrap paper from the company." The janitor looked at Wu Xiaolan, puzzled, "Is it useful? It should be something Chairman Ming threw away."
Wu Xiaolan knew the janitor worked at Autumn Water Studio; the Chairman Ming mentioned was Ming Yao.
Wu Xiaolan worked at Bailio, where their design studio had the top wristwatch designers, yet she had never heard any of them mention Ming Yao.
This definitely wasn't drawn by some unknown nobody.
