Chapter 257
It was autumn in Seacisco. Golden, auburn and red leaves fell gently from the trees and scattered the
streets below.
The sky was overcast and gloomy. Every person on the street had windbreakers on and walked briskly
through the inclement weather.
J peered out of the window, wondering whether there would be heavy rains to follow this
foreboding weather.
Tiffany’s usual serious voice suddenly came to her ears. “See me in my office, Lind.”
Everyone cast J a sympathetic look. Recently, Tiffany had been picking on every designer in the
store. People were starting to wonder if she was perhaps going through menopause.
“Ms. Fisher, what can I do for you?” J recalled the work she had done over the past few days. She
hadpleted every project as scheduled. She couldn’t think of a reason for Tiffany to criticize her.
“You have done a ster job in the Perkins Bank project. A clothing brand of theirs wants to work with
us. Have a look at their proposal yourself.” Tiffany sat cross-legged in the chair and handed J a
document to peruse. Then she lowered her head and continued to look over the design drafts.
“So who will I work with this time?” J said, holding arge stack of documents in her hands. It was
industry norm for there to usually be a chief designer and at least one lower level co-designer
coborating on one project together.
Tiffany raised her eyes, rested her elbow on the table, and said thoughtfully, “Since you have worked
with the Perkins before, I am going to let you be the chief designer for this project.”
“But I’m just a mid-tier designer…”
She had never been a chief designer on any project, nor did she qualify for one; which meant that
Tiffany was making an exception for her.
This could definitely attract jealousy from her colleagues.
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“The Perkins Group made that request from us, so this is final. Well, you may leave now,” Tiffany said
in a businesslike tone.
J had mixed feelings about Tiffany. Sometimes she felt that her supervisor was friendly and nice,
other times she felt like she was cold and distant.
J thought about it for some time but still felt uneasy. She called Kent during her lunch break.
“Mr. Perkins, will you please stop doing this?”
When Kent heard her voice on the other end of the line, he was initially quite happy. But when he heard
the frigid tone in which she questioned him, his heart sank.
“What exactly did I do? Would you do me the courtesy of not using me of something before you
have ascertained whether I have actually done it?” Kent responded irately.
“Didn’t you tell Tiffany that you wanted me to be the chief designer on the new project?” J was
confused and her tone softened.
“That has nothing to do with me. The clothing brand saw our advertisement on TV and admired the
costume design. That’s why they came to you,” Kent snorted and said. “To put it bluntly, they really
appreciate your design.”
J felt an inner sense of achievement and looked like she was over the moon. She finally managed
to ept the job with ease.
Elsewhere, Charis got wind of the news quickly.
She had been keeping an eye on J and thought that it was imperative that she didn’t allow J to
take on the project. J hadn’t been working in the Larson Group for too long yet she was already
about to be the chief designer of a project. If she went through with it, she would make a great
leap forward in her career. Charis didn’t want that to happen.
But she couldn’t get involved directly. Thinking of this, she grabbed her phone and called one of the
executives in the Larson Group, namely Adolf Pierce.
“Pierce, there is a project in the design department. I am privy to the fact that a mid-tier designer is
going to be in charge of it. If news of this spread among the other employees of thepany, they will
be incensed. You are Fisher’s boss. You ought to nip this in the bud,” she said.
Adolf was Tiffany’s superior. If he had something to say about it to her, she would definitely change her
mind.