Some time ago, Jing cancan worked as a clerk and secretary with Zhuang and zhuangxiaoyue.

There is no talent for interior design at all, and I have never heard that she can draw by hand.

I didn't expect that she actually handed in her manuscript in the competition just now, and got such a high score.

How is that possible?

It must have been the judges.

With this in mind, she couldn't help standing up and raising questions loudly, "Hello, judges, I have a question to ask."

An older judge looked at her. "What's the problem?"

Ma Yijia smiled, pointed to Jing cancan and said, "why not publish the works of each contestant on the big screen? How can Jing cancan, a novice layman, get the first place? I don't agree."

The judge looked at her faintly. "You are too impatient. We are preparing to publish our works. The works will be published every year for everyone to learn and reference, and to prove the fairness and justice of the competition. So now that you are so impatient, let's publish them now."

"Thank you, judges." Ma Yijia looked very proud with her chin up.

The judge shook his head reluctantly. The contestant was impetuous and extremely conceited. This kind of person could not go far in study or work.

All the contestants' works were published on the big screen.

When we saw Jing cancan's work with the highest score, everyone was stunned.

Because the hand painting did not describe spring, but it was full of spring.

It makes people very comfortable after seeing it, especially the large-scale use of white space and winter jasmine design, which is very advanced.

Instead of choosing the green of spring, she chose one after another Jasmine blossoming in the wind with light blue curtains.

There is also the design of indoor furniture and the use of space, which are full of life but warm and advanced.

This is not a simple work. This work is full of aura.

It is unforgettable at a glance.

"Next is the comment moment. I believe there are senior designers, some novice designers, and some people who are not convinced that their works are good." The judge just stood up and said, "let's compare the work of Ma Yijia with that of Jing cancan."

He is simply slapping Ma Yijia's face. He compares Ma Yijia's works with Jing cancan's to make the woman who raises questions understand where she lost!

Let her lose her heart!

"Ma Yijia's works make extensive use of light green, including the tablecloth. They try their best to reflect the feeling of spring. But spring may be invisible or tangible. This is also your way of expression. However, there is a big tree sprouting out of the window, and a bird perching among the branches. This is clearly spring!"

"Sometimes when you want to express an idea, you don't have to use a direct and intuitive method to express it. Maybe another way will be more profound and artistic conception."

The judges were commenting on the works. Ma Yijia sat in her seat, her face red and white, and she clenched her fist with anger.

I can't wait to rush up and smash the old man's face.

Eccentric, clearly their own is the best, he insisted that Jing cancan is the best.

It must have been solemnity that gave Jing cancan some help and bribed the judges.

She glanced at Jing cancan, who was not far away. It was so hateful!

After the evaluation, the award was given. Jing cancan was very happy holding the trophy and Certificate in her arms. She didn't pay any attention to Ma Yijia at all. After the competition, she rushed out of the venue, rushed to zhuangxiaoyue and held up the trophy. "Xiaoyue, look, I'm the first prize, I'm the champion."

"Cancan, you are so awesome!" Zhuangxiaoyue couldn't help but hug her excitedly. "Congratulations, I really feel happy for you."

Solemnity also came out with us. Just came to the two girls and was about to speak. Suddenly, a voice came, "President Zhuang! Wait for me!"

Solemnly frowned and looked back at Ma Yijia, who was panting and running towards him. "I want to have dinner with my sister. I may not go back to the company for the time being."

The woman's aggrieved Du Qi lips, looked at Jing cancan with disdain, "is she going to go too?"

Solemn and indifferent way, "that's natural."

Ma Yijia's pretty face turned pale in an instant, as if the sky had fallen apart. She looked at Jing cancan with hate. "She can go, and I want to go. I've worked in the company for so many years. Am I not qualified to eat with you?"

Solemn and speechless, ready to refuse her. But zhuangxiaoyue has said for him, "brother, let's go with her. We can't chill the hearts of the old employees of the company. Besides, Miss Ma won the second prize this time! Although it's a little worse than cancan, it's also very good."

These words were just words to kill the heart, and Ma Yijia's face turned white with anger.

The solemn face stared at Ma Yijia like frost, "well, let's go."

Jing cancan is still in the joy of winning the prize. She glances at the glittering woman and doesn't care about her.

Soon the four of them came to a nearby restaurant. Jing cancan felt really hungry.

After putting the trophy on the table, she couldn't help taking photos. Then she took a group photo with Zhuang Xiaoyue and sent a circle of friends.

However, seeing this picture in Ma Yijia's eyes, it is simply deliberately humiliating her second prize.

She stares at Jing cancan jealously and angrily.

Soon their order came up, and they looked at Jing cancan gently and solemnly from time to time. "Cancan, are you going to work in our Zhuang's decoration company? Or is there a company you want to go to?"

Jing cancan looks at him with a smile, "then Zhuang is fine, too."

"OK, with you as the first prize winner, I'm sure the old guys in the company won't say anything." Solemnly smiled. She just didn't want to go to Zhuang. He would also try to let her go.

On the other side, Ma Yijia looked at the two of them, and a flame of anger and jealousy burned in his chest.

"Mr. Zhuang, my second prize must be inferior to shit in your eyes!"

Seeing Ma Yijia suddenly go crazy, Jing cancan stares at her in amazement, "no, you are also very excellent!"

In order to hide her silence, she took back her eyes on Ma Yijia and silently carried the hot tea in front of her.

Jing cancan's beautiful face and elegant posture set off her embarrassment more and more. Ma Yijia was so angry that she couldn't stop her anger.

"Are you guilty? It must be you! President Zhuang doesn't see me. If you go to Zhuang's decoration in the future, where can I stand?"

Her unstinting words made her frown solemnly, and her eyes were filled with endless cold. The air field was instantly powerful and frightening, and the cold air filled the whole box in an instant.

"Get out." Solemnly and coldly, the voice seemed to have no half temperature.

He knew he shouldn't have brought this woman over for dinner.

Seeing the disgust and coldness in her eyes, Ma Yijia trembled, "I signed so many large lists and villas for Zhuang's decoration conscientiously, and you let me get out! Do you know I love you! I love you so much that I'm going crazy! Why don't you have me in your eyes! For you, I try to be good, but what have I got?"

Staring at her in solemn shock, "what are you crazy about? I'm just your boss, OK?"

"It's you! It must be you bitch. Since you came to the same office of Zhuang and miss Zhuang, President Zhuang's eyes have always drifted towards you intentionally or unintentionally!" Ma Yijia grabs a cup of tea on the table and pours it at Jing cancan like a vent.

Mayijia's shrill cry and vent her anger made Jing cancan lift his head in amazement, but he met the woman's action.

Suddenly, a figure blocked Jing cancan in time. The cup of hot tea all spilled on the man's back, and his thin shirt was soaked with tea.

"Somebody! Get this woman out of here!" The solemnity and coldness of the expression were frightening.

Hearing his voice, the security guard of the restaurant rushed over and directly pulled Ma Yijia up from his seat.

Ma Yijia woke up from a dream when she saw such a terrible expression. She explained incoherently, "I... I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean it. I just lost my mind."

Jing cancan anxiously looks at the solemnity in front of him, and immediately blushes. "Brother Zhuang, are you ok? How are you? The tea is very hot. Is there any scald?"

"It's OK. The temperature of the tea isn't very high. OK, don't cry. I'm most afraid of women crying." The solemn and rough fingers wanted to lift them up to wipe away the tears that the girl wanted to shed, but they tried and finally gave up.

He... Is just her best friend's brother.

This identity is really embarrassing.

Zhuangxiaoyue was also worried. She grabbed solemnly's other arm, which was not hurt. "Brother, you go to the bathroom with me to flush cold water."

Watching Zhuang Xiaoyue drag solemnly to the bathroom, Jing cancan sinks her face like frost and walks to Ma Yijia, who is regretting her sadness. She raises her hand and gives her a slap in the face. "If you are nervous, don't blame me. You don't have the ability to get his heart. You'd better reflect on whether you don't deserve his love."

Ma Yijia felt a pang of pain in her face. Her pretty face suddenly became ferocious and disgusting. "You! How dare you hit me?"

She was so angry that she yelled, "what are you? How dare you humiliate me! Wait for me!"

Seeing her constantly scolding here, the security guard quickly dragged her out.

Jing cancan purses her lips unhappily, takes a cold look at her embarrassed appearance when she leaves, and turns around and walks towards the bathroom.

PS: there was an ambush pen that said cancan was going to be a designer, so he wrote it.