This project alone could replace several projects they had on hand, couldn’t they figure out the priorities?
Charlotte just couldn’t believe they were that clueless.
Yet, she was secretly thrilled that they could be so reckless.
The employees involved in this project hung their heads in silence, staring at the documents in front of them without uttering a word. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on ⓝovelFire.net
Charlotte scanned the seated employees, her brows tightly furrowed.
"I believe I’ve given you plenty of time. Now, we haven’t even seen a preliminary draft, isn’t this somewhat inexcusable?"
"What’s wrong? Have you all lost your voices? Didn’t you have an explanation ready when you abandoned this project? Now you’re all hanging your heads, what’s that about?"
In fact, Charlotte was pleased with the current situation.
She also understood that Miss Cindy had a hand in it — she was in charge of this project before Charlotte.
They say Miss Cindy had even thought of the design plan, but it was handed over to Charlotte before she could get started.
How could she tolerate that? She was a Chief Director, had she not worked tirelessly for Vanguard Jewelry all these years?
A perfectly good project was snatched away.
New and old grievances clouded her judgment, prompting her to delay the initial draft.
The designers were naturally willing to listen to her, lazily idling their time away like street-smart loafers.
What Miss Cindy didn’t anticipate, however, was Charlotte’s impatience.
Without receiving the initial draft, Charlotte convened a meeting and even dragged her into it.
Clearly, Charlotte wanted to assert her authority.
However, Miss Cindy wasn’t the Chief Design Director for nothing.
Having wrestled for so many years in this ruthless industry, one would have been kicked out without some capability, how else could she hold such a high position?
Miss Cindy slowly lifted her head, meeting Charlotte’s gaze, a faint smile creeping up her lips as she spoke,"Isn’t it just one project? If the employees lack the ability, surely our Chief Director Charlotte isn’t incapable as well, is she?"
Her words were a biting retort, clearly she hadn’t forgotten the promise she made to protect her employees.
Her fingers twirled her pen swiftly, her smile broadening, filled with sarcastic amusement.
Her pun was ingeniously layered.
If the employee’s abilities were insufficient, the director was also responsible. To argue that Charlotte was incapable — it was brilliant.
She was indeed cunning.
Charlotte half-admired Miss Cindy, if only she could put all that cleverness into her work, she wouldn’t be facing a career bottleneck.
Charlotte’s anger subsided somewhat, replaced by a calm indifference.
She spoke with a nonchalant voice, "If I have to handle everything personally, what’s the point of me being a director? Are you saying you do everything yourself, Miss Cindy?"
Her serene tone was mixed with undisguised defiance. Charlotte was never a pushover.
Her words took Miss Cindy aback, causing her to reveal a hint of embarrassment.
That Charlotte, she was really quick-witted.
She couldn’t admit that she was merely nitpicking, could she?
Miss Cindy hardened her heart, deciding not to bother with insincere pleasantries.
"Didn’t you bring an assistant with you? Is she just here for a free meal?" Miss Cindy took a sharp turn in the conversation, aiming her comments at Coco.
If she couldn’t touch Charlotte, she would target the people around her, the wheels in her mind turning swiftly.
She lowered her eyes, leisurely playing with her newly manicured nails, each little diamond sparkling brightly.
Everything is pleasing when one is in a good mood, as long as Charlotte was having a hard time, Miss Cindy would be happy.