Chapter 1133

The redesign will lengthen the working hours and increase the workload. It seems that we are going to get off work, but we are destined to work overtime.

But Kazami was powerless to refute. As a director, she was dissatisfied with the draft, so she had nothing to do, and she knew that she was messing with her on purpose.

Kazami just squatted down to pick up the original design draft, but when she stretched out her hand, a corner of the paper was stepped on by the design director, and she couldn't pick it up, couldn't pick it up.

"Director, what do you mean?"

Kazami looked at the design director who deliberately found fault with anger.

She looked down at Kazami without pain or itching, "Then what do you mean?"

Kazami explained, "I picked up the design draft and went back to redesign it."

The design director smiled smugly, "Since I asked you to do it again, this one is unqualified and must be invalidated. There is no need to pick it up. I will let others clean it up in the trash can later."

Kazami has a habit, but she will keep all the design drafts drawn by herself, whether they have been drafted or not.

This is a record of design, and it will be very inspiring when you look back, and you can understand where you have made progress and where you still have shortcomings.

She let go of her hand first and stood up, standing face to face with the design director.

"The manuscripts drawn by me must be kept. Since they are invalid, they will be thrown away. Then I am willing to pick them up, and I don't want to let this paper be in the trash can."

Naturally, the design director will not follow Feng Jian's wish.

She squatted down and picked up the design draft, shaking it in front of Kazami's eyes.

"Want it? Well, I'll give it to you."

After saying this, she tore up the design draft three or five times, and threw it on the ground.

She looked at Kazami with disgust, "This is yours now, pick it up."

Although Kazami was furious, she still wanted to pick up the design draft on the ground first.

The pieces were very broken, and it took her several minutes to pick them all up. Seeing the shredded paper in her hands, she was heartbroken. She didn't want the design draft to become like this, so she had to find a way to put it together.

She was about to leave heartbroken and angry, but the design director stopped her, "I will repay you for being so kind, and you have to give me something in return. Don't forget to give me the design draft before ten o'clock in the evening."

Kazami didn't respond, just opened the door and left.

...

Now that she is off work, she wants Feng Jian to give her the design draft before ten o'clock in the evening, that is, she wants Feng Jian to work overtime, work intensively in just a few hours, and then rush out a new design draft.

The first thing Kazami did when he returned to his work station was not to design, but to glue the torn design draft together bit by bit.

Nearly two hours were wasted on this alone.

A colleague who forgot to take something came back, and Kanfengjian was still concentrating on his desk, so he opened his mouth to care.

"Kazemi, why don't you leave?"

Kazami focused on the last part without answering.

She didn't hear it until the colleague repeated it again, and she raised her head in surprise before answering.

"I need to produce a design draft before ten o'clock."

The colleague nodded with a look of confusion, "Then you can go home and prepare for it. You can prepare for a while at night, and you can prepare for a while when you come to work tomorrow."

Knowing that her colleague had misunderstood, Kazami shook her head.

"It's ten o'clock in the evening, which is coming soon, not ten o'clock tomorrow morning."

Colleagues were shocked when they heard it, "What? No? Although I'm not a design worker, is there such a rush? All other designers have left, only you are working overtime."