C70

"What are you talking about? Am I that old?" fat supervisor was not happy with Chen Huan, but with the news from above, she had no choice but to accept it.

Even if he was a hundred percent unwilling, after all, he had been fighting in Hamp.Z for so many years. Compared to his performance at work, he could still clear up his personal grudges at critical moments.

"Alright, what are you doing here?" What am I doing with Chen Huan, did the higher-ups not tell you? " Xue Nier mistook fat supervisor for Chen Huan, and thought that they were in the same group.

fat supervisor saw this reaction in the eyes of others. After that, for a long time, she thought that it was because she had a bad attitude towards Chen Huan that Xue Nier had said something like that.

Originally, the higher ups wanted to separate Chen Huan and together and kick her out of the Hamp-Z, but because of what had just happened, it caused Chen Huan, who should have received the most unfair treatment, to have a peaceful time together.

As for Xue Nier and fat supervisor, because they didn't dare to directly attack Chen Huan, you had to bite me there and I had to bite you for a very long time. However, this was all a story in the future. At this moment, they were all maintaining their friendliness on the surface.

The fat supervisor brought Chen Huan and her into a separate room. The house inside was long and narrow and dark. It was cramped, barely able to fit in two desks that were a little wider than those in the school.

Chen Huan thought that these two tables were probably where she and Xue Nier would work from now on.

At the top of the table, there were all sorts of clothes hung on white ropes on the wall. Big ones, small ones, and a few odds and ends.

Right now, Chen Huan was facing the table that was erected, so she did not see any of the more exaggerated parts on the wall behind her, a bunch, rows after rows, with different sizes scattered all around. She stared at one of them. It was larger, some sort of man's dress.

It looked like a previous sample, with a lot of interlining and a lot of shoulder pads in different patterns. She looked at it for a moment, wondering if it might be a man's suit.

She was happy with her discovery because it would be so much easier to do things if she was responsible for the men's layout. Compared to the change in woman's clothes, which could not be figured out, Chen Huan felt that men's clothes were really too monotonous.

"How is it? After watching for so long, did you manage to see anything?" fat supervisor had always thought that Chen Huan was deliberately making things difficult for her. In addition to the fact that Chen Huan had returned and left, she had brought her displeasure during the recruitment event in front of so many people.

With just a slight chance, she didn't want Chen Huan to feel comfortable. After all, people who were good-looking and always seemed smart would never be liked by others of the same sex. The one who was jealous would always be that person.

"I can tell by looking, but it seems like these clothes were already made long ago. [No matter what I see, it should be useless now!] Of course, Chen Huan knew that the fat supervisor wanted to make things difficult for her, but she chose not to say it.

"Humph, what a strong argument!" If he really had the time, he would first sort out these samples and send them back to the warehouse one by one. "You know, people in the H. P. Z aren't just an embroidery pillow," he said. "No, I'm not." "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

"Got it, I will do my job well!" Chen Huan nodded, fat supervisor's words were not wrong.

"That's good. Alright, you guys pack up properly first. By the way, it can be considered that you've gotten familiar with the working environment!"

Chen Huan watched as fat supervisor left. From start to finish, Xue Nier did not say a single word. Although she had a background in her house, she had learned how to make a model for a few days on the spur of the moment.

It was because of this that the higher-ups sent a message, throwing Chen Huan and her into the model department.

If he sent her to a place where she didn't know anything, she would probably kick her out before she knew it.

However, even if it was just a temporary grab, some of the things on the board that she had grabbed would only stay within the actual size of the room according to the teacher's formula.

Something about a quarter of the waistline, something about the height of the chest, how much was past and so on. Many of them were mechanized hard memory. If she really had to operate them, she would feel a bit overwhelmed.

Chen Huan looked at Xue Nier blankly standing there, thinking only that she was thinking about something great. She stretched out her hands and cleaned the table before her. In the future, she would have to rely on such a large space for her office.

If there were too many things piled up on the table, or perhaps it looked too messy, Chen Huan felt that when it came to the drawing board shape, or helping her cutting masters with the arrangement of the cloth, she would have the illusion that she couldn't use it right now.

When Chen Huan was in City M, although she was only working on the fabric and not the clothes, when she was not busy, she still did not waste any time on the technical aspects of clothing design.

As for the staff members, apart from those who often had to deal with the cutters, the ones who had the most contact with the material were the typesetting staff and the template master. Therefore, Chen Huan felt that it was not a big deal if fat supervisor let her clean up the sample.

After she cleaned up the table, she began to work on the sample on the wall and returning to the warehouse. As she cleaned up and hummed a song, time seemed to her to pass by in a relaxed and pleasant manner.

What used to work in the old company, though, was running around unrestricted. However, when it came to performance, it was the first time someone had failed to take credit for it. At that time, Chen Huan wanted to be a designer, but she felt like she had become a carp that accidentally jumped onto the shore.

She thought she was dying. The future was almost meaningless to her. He couldn't do what he liked, the hard work that came out of nowhere had nothing to do with him. She had wanted to change her career countless times, but she had persisted because of the great beauty's encouragement.

Now, with great difficulty, he had jumped from being a dummy to being a planner. It seemed that he was a step closer to becoming a designer.

"Humph!" From Xue Nier's point of view, although she knew clearly that Chen Huan did not enter by relying on Zhao Zheng, but by relying on her own influence.

However, she was still moved beyond belief when she saw how Chen Huan organized the piles of samples in front of her with her own eyes.

"What the heck are you talking about? I've seen you lying here groping around on these chipboards for a long time, you're almost unfamiliar with the hexagonal ruler. Why can't you draw a template with such a simple effect?"

When Chen Huan packed her things, her eyes never left Xue Nier. Knowing that she could cause her trouble at any time, she chose to take the initiative.