Before Charlotte could even open her mouth to speak, she saw the other person clutching their documents and hurriedly running off.
It was as if she was some plague to avoid, leaving her confused.
However, this was not the first time she had encountered such a situation.
The change in attitudes of the employees was somewhat hard for Charlotte to adjust to.
Whenever they saw her, they appeared overly apprehensive and filled with dread.
"What, am I a man-eater or something?"
As Charlotte watched the retreating figure scurrying away in panic, she muttered to herself incredulously.
Of course, there was no one around to answer her.
She helplessly massaged her forehead.
Perhaps it was best for her to stay in the office to avoid scaring the staff more than work already did.
The previous issues were instigated by Cindy, and Charlotte understood the difficulties they faced.
She naturally wouldn’t make things too difficult for those who were simply following orders.
Since Cindy had significantly toned down her high and mighty attitude towards her, she stuck to the rules without engaging in any unnecessary communication or targeting.
However, this change in behavior added to Charlotte’s anxiety.
As the saying goes, unusual behavior means mischief is afoot. She had a feeling that Cindy was planning something big.
Sitting in her office chair, Charlotte shook off these impractical thoughts and bellied up to her work desk once more.
After working for the whole morning, her back was starting to ache.
However, the good news was that the design draft was finally finished.
All her dedicated efforts were not in vain.
Being motivated, time seemed to fly and she felt in high spirits today as she was overflowing with inspiration. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ⓝovelFire.net
However, after working for a while, she couldn’t help feeling a little tired. Slowly, she stretched her weary back.
She could feel her bones creaking as they realign, relieving some of the body aches and leaving her somewhat refreshed.
In the afternoon, there was a meeting to discuss the design. Charlotte quickly organized her drafts for the presentation.
As if running in a hectic and busy schedule, the meeting began on time as usual, with all the employees from the design department gathering in the conference room.
"The draft has been uploaded to the computer. Please have a look at it and let me know if there are any objections," she said, displaying the designs on the screen – each displaying her unique style and interpretation.
"Once everyone had a look, feel free to offer any suggestions. Speak your mind."
After Charlotte finished, she glanced around at the employees.
Good, everyone seemed quite serious.
This was the spirit of the employees shown to Charlotte.
Indeed, it was actually the case.
Charlotte’s design creativity and skills were well acknowledged by everyone, and this design draft opened their eyes even more.
Every design draft brought a pleasant surprise to the employees.
The more they looked at them, the more they liked them, and they were even tempted to place an order immediately.
The fact that ’Joy’, Charlotte, was working as the design director at Vanguard Jewelry was truly a misuse of her talent.
"It’s really good, there’s no objection. This draft is already very good," they said.
"With this level, you could even participate in an international competition. There’s nothing for us to object to. Absolutely no objections."
"Miss Thompson is indeed personally signed by Mr. Battleson, we are all full of admiration."
After the employees finished viewing the drafts, they took turns in flattery.
The implicit approval made Charlotte feel somewhat deceived.
Those people were scrambling to flatter her, trying to catch her attention.
Now that they were all working under Charlotte, even Cindy wasn’t much of a support anymore.
They had no choice but to try their best to flatter Charlotte.
The design draft was indeed very good. They were willing to acknowledge its excellence, and nobody dared to say that Charlotte lacked the ability anymore.
Perhaps they were just a little too exaggerative in their praises.