The next day, Jian Ran had just arrived at the office and hadn't even had time to sit down and take a sip of water when she was called into the office by the director.
As Jian Ran pushed the door open, she greeted, "Good morning, Director."
"Morning, Jian Ran, have a seat," Mei Lin gestured invitingly to Jian Ran.
Jian Ran felt a flicker of doubt in her heart—could there be some issue with her design?
She had confidence in her designs; she had submitted five drafts yesterday.
"Is there something you needed, Director?" Jian Ran didn't like to guess and decided to ask directly.
"Hmm, don't be nervous, it's good news. I looked over your drafts from yesterday, very good, innovative and distinctive, yet simple and elegant—it really meets the needs of urban women," Mei Lin praised.
"Thank you," Jian Ran was somewhat puzzled, then why did the director call her in...
