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"Quick, help me pick it up."

Yin Yanyue immediately bent down to pick up the design script, pointing to the script at the side of the viscount's feet, "Pick up that blue dress script."

The young noble looked coldly at Lin Jin and instructed him in a low voice, "Drive the car."

"Good, good, good!"

Lin Jin didn't dare to hesitate and immediately started the car again.

Only then did the viscount bend down to help her pick up the design script, casually picking up a nearby design script for her.

Yin Yanyue took the design paper from his hand and was immediately shocked. "I asked you to help me pick up the blue one. I can pick this one up myself."

The blue design paper had fallen into a dead end, and from her position, she could only pick it up from the palace.

However, there were too many designs by his feet. He glanced through them one by one but still didn't know which one he should pick up for her.

Seeing that he was still hesitant, Yin Yanyue suddenly frowned impatiently, "I told you to pick up that blue one, why are you so slow?"

After saying that, she picked up all the blueprints she could find and then pointed to the blue design script, "It's that one. Help me pick it up."

The viscount remained silent as he picked up the manuscript for her and handed it to her.

Yin Yanyue took the design from his hand. She was surprised, and suddenly felt a little strange.

Uncle Gu didn't look like someone who would dilly-dally. He had been told to pick up the design draft, but he hesitated for a few seconds. It was as if he didn't know which one to pick up.

Could it be …

"Uncle Gu."

Yin Yanyue tidied up the design script in her hand with a normal look on her face. "Am I going to be too formal in this grey suit?"

Young Master Gong turned his head to look at her, his expression did not change, "Not bad."

Yin Yanyue's face turned dark. She looked at him deeply a few times and didn't say anything else.

She was wearing a black suit today, not gray.

But looking at Uncle Gu's reaction just now, it was likely that he couldn't discern the color.

The viscount was color-blind.

That was all she could think of now. Although she couldn't be sure right now, she could tell that the situation wasn't too far off.

Five minutes later.

The car stopped in front of the company's main entrance.

Yin Yinyue followed him out of the car, and walked all the way from the main entrance to the company's interior. From start to finish, she silently followed behind him.

Until they got out of the elevator and stood in the CEO's office, the viscount took a sealed bag from his desk and handed it to her, "Seal off your design and give it to Zhao Huimin."

Zhao Huimin was the director of design, so she was responsible for receiving all the competing works.

Yin Xiaoyue took the sealed bag from his hand and slowly nodded. She still wordlessly turned around and walked in the direction of the design department.

Looking at her back as she walked further and further away, the expression in his eyes was as deep as the surface of a dead sea.

He had expected that the dyed moon would discover that he was colour-blind, so he had never intended to hide anything.

He was the president of the Fashion Design Group, but he was a color-blind man. If this news got out, his position would be shaken.

He had been drugged at the bar before, but he still insisted on not going to the hospital. The reason was that he was afraid that the people in the company would find out that he was color-blind in the hospital, and he would be in trouble at the Palace Group.

Although he had never intended to take over the Palace Group in the first place, he had to hold on to his current position at all costs.

He wanted to make a world for the dyed moon.

On the other side —

After Yin Yanyue sealed the design script in his hand, he found Zhao Huimin and handed it to her, "Director, the CEO asked me to bring this."

Zhao Huimin stared blankly at the sealed bag in her hands, and asked, "The design for the competition?"

Yin Chengyue nodded without changing his expression.

However, looking at Zhao Huimin's reaction, he probably still didn't know about her participation.

Zhao Huimin suddenly stood up from his office chair, his face full of suspicion. "The CEO personally agreed to let you participate?"

Yin Yanyue frowned, "The director said so, how could the CEO agree to my participation?"

Hearing her reply, Zhao Huimin seemed to suddenly heave a sigh of relief. A trace of a smile appeared on his face. "Like I said, how could the CEO let a small design assistant like you participate in the competition?

Yin Yanyue had a face of disapproval, and slowly said, "Of course, the CEO didn't agree to my participation, she forced me to participate."

Isn't it?

Obviously, it was the young noble Gong who insisted on letting her participate in the competition, and not her who took the initiative to do so.

The smile on Zhao Huimin's face froze. "What do you mean?"

"Nothing."

Yin Yanyue didn't want to explain anymore, "Anyway, the CEO told me to give you the design. If you don't believe me, I can call him and ask him to tell you personally."

"No."

Zhao Huimin's face sank. He picked up his phone and was about to make a call, "I'll come ask myself."

"That won't do."

Yin Yanyue immediately interrupted, saying in all seriousness, "Even if you called, the CEO might not answer, right? "But if I call, then …"

Zhao Huimin instantly glared. "What do you mean!"

Yin Chengyue spread out his hands but didn't answer.

She did not believe that the CEO would not answer her call!

[BEEP ~ ~ BEEP ~ ~ BEEP ~ ~]

Zhao Huimin dialed the number, and after the phone rang a few times, it was mercilessly hung up.

"Hai."

Yin Chengyue feigned a sigh and said with a regretful face, "Director, why don't you listen to what others have to say to you?"

Zhao Huimin's face instantly paled, and the fire in her eyes burned, causing her to involuntarily tighten her fists.

"How about this, I'll give the CEO a call. You come and ask him yourself."

As she said that, Yin Chengyue decided to give the young lord of the palace a call.

"No need!"

Zhao Hui Min immediately refused and quickly took the sealed bag from her hands. "I'll take the design draft."

She was afraid that if Yin Yanyue called, it would make her more embarrassed.

Yin Yanyue nodded and didn't say anything more. She turned around and prepared to leave her office.

"Sigh, wait a moment." Zhao Hui Min suddenly called out to stop her, "This design script, has anyone seen it before?"

Yin Yanyue's footsteps paused, her eyes filled with suspicion, "Director, why are you asking this?"

Zhao Huimin slightly pursed his lips, and casually found an excuse, "If someone has seen your design script, when that happens, your design script will be leaked, and you can find some suspects. Of course, I can't possibly look at your design. "

"No one has."

Yin Chengyue had completely ignored the Palace Lord. Other than him, no one else had seen her design.

Zhao Huimin casually waved his hand. "Okay, you can leave."

Today, she wanted to see what Yin Yanyue, this new assistant, could draw.

She didn't understand why the CEO wanted to let her compete.