It was almost dusk when she arrived at the Wellington Group.
Wendy Cassia wouldn't have gone back home if there weren't some documents.
As soon as Wendy Cassia appeared in the design department, she attracted a lot of attention, and the people of the design department all moved closer to her.
"Wendy, you went to Ainol today. How is it going? Is there any progress?"
"Yes, yes. I heard that Ainol has restricted our people to enter. Have you been stopped?"
"God bless you. It must be good news."
Hearing these questions, Wendy Cassia was confused. She looked at the crowd in confusion.
She had just gone out for a short time. Why did everyone begin to care about it when she came back?
Before she could respond, the familiar harsh voice rang out.
"It's not a big deal, my friends. As the chief designer Wendy takes action, what problems can't be solved?"
Franti Cassia walked gracefully in her ten-centimeter crystal high-heeled shoes, with a newly bought designer bag on her arm. It seemed that she had just finished shopping.
Wendy Cassia glanced at her and said with a smile, "It seems that Designer Kelly has already decided on Angela's design draft. Otherwise, you wouldn't have the time to shopping."
Her casual tone sounded even sharper in Franti Cassia's ears.
In fact, she hadn't finished Angela's design yet, but the news from the informant made her particularly happy, so she went out.
But even so, Franti Cassia still stood straight, pretending that she was determined to get it.
"It's none of your business, Designer Wendy. You'd better pay more attention to the Ainol Group. Tomorrow is the last day." As she spoke, her face with makeup was full of pride. She was sure to win this time!
Wendy Cassia lifted the corners of her mouth and didn't take it seriously. She raised her eyebrows and said playfully, "What does it have to do with you?"
Franti Cassia was rendered speechless again. Her face turned red and she felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't breathe.
At this moment, her assistant Sunny came in. When she saw Wendy Cassia, she lowered her eyes and looked a little strange. When she passed by Franti, that woman glared at her sharply.
Sunny's heart trembled. Then she looked at Wendy and forced a smile. "Miss Wendy, don't you feel sore in your feet? When I passed by Ainol today, I saw you standing at the gate of the group..." her voice gradually became weak, and she didn't even dare to look into Wendy's eyes.
"Oh my God! It turns out that Wendy hasn't seen the person in charge of the Ainol Group, either."
"Oh my God! My money!"
"Oh my God, Wendy. Have you been standing at the door for a whole day? Sit down and have a rest."
There was an uproar again.
Franti Cassia's brows smoothed. She swayed to Wendy, glanced at her long straight legs and said worriedly, "Oh my God. How could our chief designer stand for so long? You must be exhausted. Go back to your office and have a rest."
Although she said it in a worried tone, the inadvertent corners of her mouth showed her true thoughts.
Ignoring the discussions of the crowd, Wendy Cassia looked at the weak figure behind Franti with her light blue eyes. She smiled and said, "Fortunately, my legs and feet are fine. You don't have to worry about me."
"Wendy it's not a big deal that you can't complete it. The Ainol Group is a talented company and it's difficult to win it."
"Exactly. If it weren't for Designer Kelly's self-righteousness, why would we be dealing with this right now?" Wendy Cassia said with a smile. Then she pretended to beat her thigh and said, "It really hurts a little by what you said. I'd better take the documents and leave here as soon as possible, in case someone sees me and feels annoyed."
Wendy Cassia returned to her office with a bright smile. She picked up the document and put it in her hand. Before leaving the design department, she only glanced at Franti and said, "Miss Kelly, please study Angela's design draft carefully. She will make you crazy."
Franti Cassia's throat twitched. She felt that what Wendy said was a warning, but she didn't need to be taught by others.
Damn it! What right did she have!
Franti Cassia turned around and went back to her office.
Some people in the office began to sigh, "Oh my God, so the probability of Wendy losing is very high. My money."
"Maybe there will be a chance to turn the tables, my friend."
"Wendy has been standing at the door for a whole day, but she still hasn't seen the person in charge. I don't think she can succeed tomorrow."
"God, please let a miracle happen!"
Hearing the wails of the people outside the door, Franti Cassia's anger faded a lot. "Wendy, if you can't complete the case of Ainol, then just leave here." With a bright smile on her face, Franti leisurely played her phone.
At this moment, in the office of Mr. Grosvenor of the Ainol Group, Ryan Sheeran was shocked by his plea for mercy about the Wellington Group.
He frowned and said in disbelief, "You haven't been involved in the business for a long time. Why did you suddenly speak for Wellington? Do you know how much damage it has caused to us this time?"
Ryan Sheeran said to the old man about the seriousness of the matter, but the old man insisted on excusing the Wellington. "Ryan, you are the boss now, and I don't need to interfere. But this time, I think you can give them another chance."
Seeing the serious look on Grosvenor's face, Ryan Sheeran thought of the beautiful woman at the door today and asked, "Did you meet someone from the Wellington Group?"
"Yes, I did."
"Wendy Cassia?"
"Yes." Grosvenor nodded.
This woman was really not simple. She could actually start with the old man and persuade him.
Ryan Sheeran touched his nose and looked at Grosvenor with inquiring eyes. "Can I know how she convinced you?"
Grosvenor sighed, took out the document that Wendy Cassia gave him and handed it to Ryan Sheeran.
Ryan Sheeran took it suspiciously. When he saw the contents, his face changed greatly. "How did she find out?"
Grosvenor shook his head and said in a deep voice, "She just said it was an accident. No matter what, you have to cooperate with the Wellington again."
"But the distributor doesn't want this batch of goods anymore."
Grosvenor pushed Wendy Cassia's name card in front of him and said with a smile, "Miss Cassia said that she could take back that distributor."
On the business card, Wendy Cassia's name seemed to be shining. Ryan Sheeran couldn't help but wonder what kind of woman she was.