Chapter 200: Hypocrisy

Calming down, Qin Xinying was not so flustered any more. She sat quietly on the chair and asked the assistant to bring her a cup of coffee. She was waiting for the call of the design director which would mean she had seen her design drawings.

As she expected, the assistant of the design director knocked on the door of her office before her assistant had brought her, her coffee. Qin Xinying softly said “Please come in.” The assistant of the design director pushed the door open and came in after greeting Qin Xinying, then said, “Designer Qin, the director asks you to go to her office. Maybe she wants to discuss about the winter fashion show with you.”

Qin Xinying said “Just as I expected” in her heart. Then she lifted her eyes and nodded to the assistant calmly. “Okay, I see. Please tell the director that I’ll be there soon.”

Qin Xinying stood up after the assistant of the design director had left, took a brief glance at her computer screen and sneered in her heart, reached out to turn off her computer and muttered, “Tang Xi, actually you are quite useful at times like these.”

Anyway, it was your design drawings that helps me to win these competitions and gain honor.

Qin Xinying came to Vivian’s office and knocked on the door. Vivian was looking down at her laptop. When she saw Qin Xinying come in, she smiled and stood up then asked Qin Xinying to sit down. She poured a cup of coffee for Qin Xinying and served her the coffee.

“Designer Qin, well done! You surprise me again! I just saw the design drawings you sent to me. They can almost be compared with Chanel’s Haute Couture. I think, with your help, our company will scale new and greater heights in the fashion circle.

Qin Xinying listened to Vivian’s flattery, a complacent gleam passed across her eyes and a faint smile appeared on her face. She drank a mouthful of coffee, looked Vivian in the eye and smiled. “Vivian, I’m flattered. I choose to join the Qiao’s International Group because I like fashion design. It’s my happiest time when I see the models wearing the clothes that I have designed.”

Hearing Qin Xinying being so modest, Vivian was more convinced of Qin Xinying’s ability. “There are few designers who do not value fame and fortune such as you nowadays. Normally, designers as talented as you will try to go international, or at least accept the invitation of international famous brands. But I heard you turned down the FD’s invitation not too long ago, isn’t that right?”

Qin Xinying eyebrows lifted upwards with an indifferent smile on her face. “In fact, FD is not my pursuit lies. What I pursue is just to design clothes. FD is not what I want.”

Vivian nodded and smiled, took out a letter and handed it to Qin Xinying. “This is the invitation of Paris Fashion Week that is happening in one month’s time. They are inviting us to appear on the stage of International Fashion Week. I wonder if Designer Qin can design more clothes this time and let us make a splash in the International Fashion Week.”

Paris Fashion Week!

Qin Xinying’s eyes lit up. If her fashion designs could shoot to international fame in the International Fashion Week, she could surpass Tang Xi and no longer live in the shadow of that woman. She would also get the chance to know those internationally renowned fashion masters!

However… Qin Xinying smiled at Vivian and said flatly, “This is indeed an opportunity for the Qiao’s International Group. Every designer of our company should seize this opportunity. If possible, I’ll certainly make my own contributions the Qiao’s International Group.”

Glad to hear Qin Xinying say that, Vivian smiled heartily, “In that case, I’ll report to President Xiao and ask the staff to start preparing for this upcoming fashion week. Then may I ask Designer Qin to prepare five sets of Haute Couture for us in a week?”

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The corners of Qin Xinying’s mouth stiffened when she heard the ‘five sets of Haute Couture’. If it were the past, she could easily take out five sets of Haute Couture, but now as the USB drive was gone, she had no design drawings left. How could she give them five sets of Haute Couture… However, she would never tell Vivian about this. Hesitating for a while, she nodded, “Okay, I’ll go back now if there is nothing else.”

Vivian stood up and sent Qin Xinying away. After Qin Xinying left, Vivian smiled and went to Xiao Jing’s office with the letter. But when she saw the empty office of the secretaries, a surprised gleam flashed through her eyes.

What was going on? No one was here!

Frowning, she went to the secretary’s office. There was only An Hao here. She gently knocked on the desk of An Hao and asked softly, “What happened? Why is it that only you are here?”

An Hao looked up at Vivian and a wronged gleam flickered across her eyes. She pursed her lips and gently called out to her, “Sister… Today President Xiao is so horrible. All the other secretaries have been fired by him.”

Vivian stared and asked in surprise, “What happened? How could he fire them all? Then what about you? Everybody else got fired, and you’re staying!”

An Hao looked at her sister and blinked up at her. With a wronged tone she spoke out, “Sister, do you hope me to be fired?”

“Silly girl, get on with your work. Don’t be lazy, or else you’ll be fired.” Vivian patted An Hao’s head, and turned to Xiao Jing’s office.

An Hao mumbled that she was not fired because she had been working hard.

Vivian knocked on the door of Xiao Jing’s office and Xiao Jing said, “Please come in.” Vivian walked in and saw Xiao Jing was thoroughly absorbed in his work. She made sure to tread over with light footsteps to put the letter on Xiao Jing’s desk and said softly, “President Xiao, this is an invitation to Paris Fashion Week which is being held in a month’s time. They are inviting our company to exhibit our products at the International Fashion Week.”

Xiao Jing hadn’t looked up at her until now, “Paris Fashion Week?”

Vivian smiled and nodded, “Yes, after four years of hard work, we finally did it.”

Hearing this, Xiao Jing smiled, “Yes, it is really good news. You can start preparing for it. There will be new people coming to work tomorrow. Tell the Personnel Department to register their information tomorrow morning.”

A surprised gleam flickered across Vivian’s eyes. Xiao Jing raised her eyebrows and looked at Vivian. “Isn’t your husband working at the Personnel Department? Let your husband do it. These secretaries were selected by your husband with great efforts, understand?”.

Vivian was surprised, but she could only nod her head. Xiao Jing grunted and processed with his work, cursing that Qiao Liang would never be able to find a wife.

Qiao Liang was far away in Sweden. At this moment he was sitting in a pitch-black room. He sneezed gracefully and looked up at the Caucasian man sitting opposite him. Giving him a chilly smile he leaned back and sneered, “Raise it by another 30 percent, or else we’re not going to continue this negotiation with you.”