Jiang Moyao had a gloomy look on his face when he heard Mo Yurou. When Jiang Lan saw this, she immediately nodded to appease her.
"Okay, okay, don't mention it. Look, you are the one around Zichen now, and you are still afraid of an abandoned woman."
"Okay, I'm a little tired, I'll take a nap."
Jiang Moyao was very upset at this time. She had to think carefully about how to move to Yutingwan.
Jiang Lan stayed in Luo City for another two days and then left. Jiang Moyao rested at home for a few days before going to work in the company.
One evening, Jiang Moyao returned to his residence with the latest issue of a fashion magazine in his hand, and the front page of this issue was an interview with the emerging designer Yuri.
Nowadays, this emerging designer is not only talented, but her identity is also curious.
Since the competition, the name Yuri has appeared in front of everyone, but so far, no media or reporter has reported her true identity, let alone a photo.
The interview in this fashion magazine is also different from the past. Throughout the interview, only Yuri's latest jewelry works are included, without any photos of people.
"What are you looking at? You are so entranced."
Xiao Zichen came here for some reason, and saw Jiang Moyao sitting on the sofa, looking at the magazine in his hand. He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice that he was here. He was a little curious, so he walked over and took a look, and sat down next to Jiang Moyao.
Come down.
Only then did Jiang Moyao notice Xiao Zichen, put away the magazine, threw it away, and leaned into Xiao Zichen's arms. His mood seemed a little low.
"What's wrong? You look so ugly."
To say that Xiao Zichen really cared about Jiang Moyao, even the slightest change in Jiang Moyao could not escape Xiao Zichen's eyes.
Jiang Moyao adjusted to a more comfortable position and acted coquettishly in Xiao Zichen's arms.
"It's nothing, just some work matters. The sales of the company's new products this season are not very good. As the director of the design department, I cannot absolve myself from the blame."
"How can a designer still be responsible for product sales? Is your company's marketing department just a decoration?"
Xiao Zichen comforted Jiang Moyao. Such considerate Xiao Zichen made Jiang Moyao feel relieved a lot, and a slight smile appeared on his face.
"Well, you know that since the last competition, the company made a mistake and signed the one who won the silver medal. We have to find a suitable position for her. My presence now is equivalent to delaying that person's future."
There is no room for two tigers in one mountain, not to mention that Mingyao Jewelry now has a designer who is more outstanding than Jiang Moyao. Not to mention the designer himself, even the company's upper management feels that Jiang Moyao is not suitable to continue to be the design director.
, so he has been putting pressure on Jiang Moyao during this period.
This was the case today. As soon as Jiang Moyao went to the company in the morning, he received a call from the headquarters. The headquarters said nothing and directly blamed the poor sales of this season's new products on the product design.
Jiang Moyao is not a fool. She has been an intern at Mingyao since college, and then gradually took the position of design director. During this period, she has squeezed out many people. She knows very well that now there are people who are more suitable for this position than her.
Want to push her down.
It's not that Jiang Moyao cares about the position of director, it's just that she is unwilling to do so, just like when Mo Yurou took Xiao Zichen away from her, she was also unwilling to do so.
"Momo, since you are not happy, I will resign. I told you before that Sino-Ocean Group also has a jewelry business. You have also helped Sino-Ocean design some items before. I offered you to come to the company at that time, but you refused.
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The jewelry brand of Sino-Ocean Group was actually established by Xiao Zichen for Jiang Moyao. It has been around for more than four years now. However, due to some reasons, Xiao Zichen did not invest too much, and it has been tepid in recent years.
However, since Jiang Moyao came back, Xiao Zichen had the idea of improving the brand. He also asked Jiang Moyao several times to work in the jewelry company of Sino-Ocean Group, but Jiang Moyao always refused.
"Zi Chen, I just don't think it's good for me to work for Sino-Ocean Group in my current capacity. I don't want you to be accused of not distinguishing between public and private matters."
"Silly Momo, why are there no distinctions between public and private businesses? Are there so many mom-and-pop shops out there that do not separate public and private businesses? When my father was managing Sino-Ocean, my mother was still the financial director of the company, and Sino-Ocean was also developing very well.
"
Having said this, Xiao Zichen helped Jiang Moyao up and his expression became a little more serious.
"Momo, my original intention of setting up this jewelry brand was that I hope you can become the person in charge of this brand in the future. I hope to give you a stage to realize your ideals. Later you went to Mingyao Jewelry, and I respect your choice.
I didn’t mention it again, but now, since I’m not happy working there, why not take this opportunity to change the working environment.”
Xiao Zichen's eyes were sincere and urgent.
Jiang Moyao thought for a moment and looked at Xiao Zichen with a moved face.
"Zi Chen, why are you always so nice to me? Even better than before."
"Look, you're talking stupid again. If I'm not good to you, who else can I be good to? What's more, I didn't protect you well at the beginning and made you suffer a lot. Now, I just want to make up for that regret."
Everything Xiao Zichen said was true, and when they came together again, Xiao Zichen doted on Jiang Moyao even more than before, almost responding to her every request. Apart from the initial love in his heart, he felt more guilty towards Jiang Moyao.
Jiang Moyao was very moved at first, but after hearing the last sentence, a trace of doubt flashed across his face, and then he spoke.
"Zi Chen, so you want to make up for the guilt in your heart, right?"
Xiao Zichen was slightly startled, but did not hide it and nodded.
"Yes, if it weren't for my inability to protect you, you wouldn't have been forced to leave in the first place."
Xiao Zichen knew that saying this would make Jiang Moyao think too much, but he didn't like lying, and he felt that Jiang Moyao could understand. Unfortunately, he overestimated Jiang Moyao, or underestimated the hurtfulness of his answer.
Jiang Moyao's eyes dimmed, and he nodded slightly, then stood up and left the sofa, walked to the window, looked at the blushing dusk, and said.
"Let me think about it!"
"Well, Momo, I hope it's good news."
Three days later, Jiang Moyao went to Sino-Ocean Group and went directly to Xiao Zichen's office on the top floor.
Nowadays, Jiang Moyao looks like the wife of the president of the group. She can go in without any obstruction. The employees of Sino-Ocean are also very polite when they see Jiang Moyao. Who wants to offend their president's pet peeve.
"Zi Chen, are you busy?"
Jiang Moyao opened the door and asked gently.
Xiao Zichen brought Jiang Moyao to him and immediately put down what he was doing. Since his public proposal, Jiang Moyao rarely came to Sino-Ocean Group.
"Momo, why are you here?"
Xiao Zichen was a little surprised.
Jiang Moyao walked in, took out a document from his bag, and placed it in front of Xiao Zichen.
"Mr. Xiao, here is my resume to apply for a job."
Hearing what Jiang Moyao said, Xiao Zichen was a little surprised, but then he smiled calmly.
"Have you decided?"
Jiang Moyao nodded and took out the drawing book she carried with her from her bag.
"To show my sincerity, I have brought out all the designs that I am very satisfied with over the years. These have not been published before, and they are considered the bottom of my collection."
With that said, Jiang Moyao placed the painting book in front of Xiao Zichen.
Xiao Zichen flipped through a few pages casually. He was not very proficient in these, but looking at the artwork above, it was very novel. He was somewhat looking forward to the effect of the finished product.
"Your work has been handed over, when are you going to come over?"
"Everything has been taken care of. The people over there were probably hoping that I would step aside as soon as possible and handed in my resignation. I got a reply from the headquarters an hour later. Then I made the handover and I'll come find you! As for here, you can go to work at any time.
.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Zichen picked up his coat and prepared to take Jiang Moyao out of the office.
"What are you doing in such a hurry? Where are you going?"
"The Human Resources Department, I'll ask them to help you go through the entry procedures immediately."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Moyao hurriedly grabbed Xiao Zichen.
"No, your CEO will take me there in person. This is not appropriate."
"Is there anything inappropriate? Is there anyone else who doesn't know about our relationship?"
Xiao Zichen looked calm, but Jiang Moyao felt something was wrong and shook her head.
"No, Zichen, I agreed to come to Sino-Ocean Group not because of our relationship, but because I really feel that there is a stage for me to show my abilities. So in the company, I hope that our relationship is just the relationship between the boss and the employee. I don't want others to
I feel like I’m using connections to get through the back door.”
Jiang Moyao spoke righteously with a serious look on his face. When Xiao Zichen saw this, he felt more and more that Jiang Moyao was perfect, and then nodded.
"Okay, everything is up to you. Then let Liu Mingyu take you there, okay?"
"good."
After that, Jiang Moyao went to the Human Resources Department, and the next day, he directly became the design director of Dora Jewelry, a subsidiary of Sino-Ocean Group.
In the blink of an eye, it's the end of December again, and in two days it will be Christmas. The streets of Los Angeles are filled with a festive atmosphere, adding a bit of warmth to this cold winter day.
A black car passed through the downtown area in a low-key manner and slowly drove into Huating Garden. The car stopped, and a middle-aged woman got out of the car first, and then came to the door of the back seat.
"Miss, be careful."
The car door opened, and the lady hurriedly stepped forward to help the person in the car.
"Wu Ma, don't be so nervous. I'm fine now. The doctor said I'm no different from a normal person now."
Mo Yurou's voice came from the car, and immediately, a pair of slender legs stepped out of the car door, and then Mo Yurou's head popped out.
Wu Ma didn't care what Mo Yurou said, she still supported Mo Yurou carefully, for fear that she would make any mistake.
"The doctor also said, miss, you have just recovered the function of your legs, so you can't walk too much today. Look at how many steps you climbed today."
As she said that, Wu Ma looked at Mo Yurou worriedly, thought for a while, and then said.
"Miss, I'd better take out the wheelchair!"
"Okay, Mother Wu, I'm really fine. These legs are my own. Don't I still know the importance? Let's go back quickly. I'm hungry."