Some time ago, this Jing Cancan was still working as a small clerk and secretary together with Zhuang and Zhuang Xiaoyue.

She has no talent for interior design at all, and I have never heard of her being able to paint by hand.

Unexpectedly, she actually submitted the manuscript in the competition just now, and got such a high score.

how is this possible?

The judges must have poured water.

With this thought in her heart, she couldn't help standing up and questioning loudly, "Hello fellow judges, I have a question for consultation."

An older judge glanced at her, "What's the problem?"

Ma Yijia smiled, pointed at Jing Cancan and said, "Why don't you announce each contestant's work on the big screen? How could a novice like Jing Cancan be the first? I'm not convinced."

The judge looked at her lightly, "You are too impatient, we are preparing to announce the works. Every year, the works will be announced for everyone's study and reference, and to prove the fairness and justice of the competition. So, since you are so impatient now, Let's announce it now."

"Thank you to the judges." Ma Yijia raised her chin with a very proud look.

The judges shook their heads helplessly. This contestant was impetuous and extremely conceited in his heart. No matter in study or work, this kind of person can't go far.

The works of the contestants who participated in the competition were all published on the big screen.

Everyone was stunned when they saw Jing Cancan's highest-scoring work.

Because that pair of hand-painted does not describe spring, but it has the breath of spring everywhere.

It makes people feel very comfortable after seeing it, especially the design of white space and spring flowers is used in a large area, which is very advanced.

She did not choose spring green, but chose spring flowers blooming in the wind one after another with light blue curtains.

There is also the design of interior furniture and the use of space, which are very full of life but warm and high-end.

This is not a simple work, this work is full of aura.

Unforgettable at a glance.

"The next time is the commenting time. I believe that there are senior designers present, as well as some fledgling designers. Some people are not convinced and get high marks and think their work is good." The judge just stood up and said, "Then just now Let's compare the works of Ma Yijia with this Jing Cancan."

He was just slapping Ma Yijia in the face. He compared Ma Yijia's work with Jing Cancan's, just to let the questioning woman understand where she lost!

Make her lose convincingly!

"Ma Yijia's works use light green in a large area, including the tablecloths, to try their best to reflect the feeling of spring. But in spring, it may be invisible or tangible. This is also a kind of you. Expression. However, there is a big tree outside Jing Cancan's window, the big tree is budding, and there is a bird perched on the branches. This is clearly spring!"

"Sometimes if you want to express an idea, you don't have to use a direct and intuitive method to express it at all. Maybe another way will be more meaningful and artistic."

The judges commented on the works incessantly. Ma Yijia sat on her seat and her face turned red and white, and she clenched her fists with anger.

I can't wait to rush up and smash this old man's face.

Eccentric, obviously his own is the best, he insists that Jing Cancan's is the best.

It must have been Zhuang Yan who gave Jing Cancan a little bit of help and bought the judges.

She glanced at Jing Cancan, who was not far away, who was pampered and humiliated. It was so hateful!

After the evaluation, the awards are given. Jing Cancan was very happy with the trophy and certificate in her arms. She didn't pay attention to Ma Yijia at all. She rushed out of the venue after the game and ran to Zhuang Xiao. In front of Yue, he raised the trophy high, "Xiaoyue, look, I am the first prize, I am the champion."

"Cancan, you are so awesome!" Zhuang Xiaoyue couldn't help hugging her excitedly, "Congratulations, I'm really happy for you."

Zhuang Yan also walked out with everyone. He just walked up to the two girls and was about to speak when suddenly a voice came, "Mr. Zhuang! Wait for me!"

Zhuang Yan frowned and looked back blankly at Ma Yijia, who was panting and trotting all the way to him, "I want to have dinner with my sister, and I may not return to the company for the time being."

The woman pursed her lips aggrieved, and glanced at Jing Cancan with contempt, "Is she going too?"

"That's natural." said solemnly and indifferently.

Ma Yijia's charming face was instantly pale, as if the sky was torn apart, she glared at Jing Cancan hatefully, "If she can go, I want to go too. I've been working in the company for so many years, do I have to be with you? Don't you have the right to eat together?"

Zhuang Yan was speechless and was about to reject her. But Zhuang Xiaoyue has already said for him, "Brother, let's go with her. You can't let the old employees of the company feel cold. Besides, Miss Ma also won the second prize this time! Although it is a little worse than Cancan, But it's also pretty good."

These words were literally killing the heart, making Ma Yijia's face pale again with anger.

Zhuang Yan stared at Ma Yijia with a frosty face, "Alright then, let's go together."

Jing Cancan was still in the joy of winning the award, she glanced at the woman in golden clothes and didn't care about her.

Soon the four of them came to a nearby restaurant, and Jing Cancan felt that he was really hungry.

Putting the trophy on the dining table, she couldn't help but took a photo, and then took a selfie with Zhuang Xiaoyue and posted it on a circle of friends.

But in Ma Yijia's eyes, this picture is just deliberately humiliating her second prize.

She stared at Jing Cancan jealously and angrily.

Soon the dishes they ordered came up, Zhuang Yan looked at Jing Cancan gently from time to time, "Cancan, are you going to work in our Zhuang's decoration company? Or is there a company you want to go to?"

Jing Cancan looked at him with a smile, "Then Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang is also very good."

"Okay, with you as the first prize winner, I believe that the old guys in the company won't say anything." Zhuang Yan smiled, she just didn't want to go to Zhuang's, he would find a way to let her go.

On the other side, Ma Yijia looked at the two of them with a frown, and a flame of anger and jealousy burned in her chest.

"Mr. Zhuang, my second prize must be worse than **** in your eyes!"

Seeing Ma Yijia staring at him like a madman suddenly, Jing Cancan looked at her in astonishment, "No, you are also very good!"

In order to hide her speechlessness, she withdrew her gaze on Ma Yijia and silently picked up the hot tea in front of her.

Jing Cancan's beautiful face and graceful posture further set off her embarrassment, and Ma Yijia was so angry that she couldn't stop the more and more angry flames in her heart.

"Are you guilty? It must be you! President Zhuang doesn't have me in his eyes. If you go to Zhuang's decoration in the future, where will I have a foothold?"

Her unobtrusive words made Zhuang Yan frown, her eyes were filled with endless coldness, her aura was instantly powerful and terrifying, and an icy aura instantly filled the entire box.

"Get out." Zhuang Yan said coldly, his voice seemed to have no temperature.

He knew that he shouldn't bring this woman over for dinner.

Seeing Zhuang Yan looking at her with disgust and coldness in her eyes, Ma Yijia trembled with grievance, "I worked so hard to sign so many big orders for Zhuang's renovation, but you asked me to get out! Do you know that I love you? Ah! I love you so much! Why don't you have me in your eyes! For you, I try to be better, but what have I got?"

Majestic stared at her in shock, "What are you doing crazy? I'm just your boss, okay?"

"It's you! It must be you bitch. Ever since you came to the office of Mrs. Zhuang and Miss Zhuang, Mr. Zhuang's eyes have always drifted towards you, intentionally or unintentionally!" Ma Yijia grabbed a glass from the table. Tea, poured on Jing Cancan like a anger.

Ma Yijia's harsh cry and anger made Jing Cancan raise her head in astonishment, but she met the woman's movements.

Suddenly, a figure stood in front of Jing Cancan in time, the cup of hot tea was poured onto the man's back, and the thin shirt was soaked with tea.

"Someone! Drive this woman out of me!" The solemn and cold expression was terrifying.

Hearing his voice, the security guard of the restaurant rushed over immediately and dragged Ma Yijia directly from the seat.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's terrifying expression, Ma Yijia woke up like a dream. She explained incoherently, "I... I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it, I just lost my mind."

Jing Cancan anxiously looked at Zhuang Yan who was standing in front of him, and his eyes suddenly turned red, "Brother Zhuang, how are you? How are you? This tea is very hot, is there any burns?"

"It's alright, the temperature of the tea is not very high, alright, don't cry, I am most afraid of women crying." The solemn and rough fingers wanted to lift up to wipe the girl's tears, but finally gave up after trying .

He... is just her best friend's brother.

This identity is really embarrassing.

Zhuang Xiaoyue was also anxious and grabbed Zhuang Yan's uninjured other arm, "Brother, go to the bathroom with me to flush cold water."

Seeing Zhuang Xiaoyue dragging Zhuang Yan to the bathroom, Jing Cancan walked to Ma Yijia, who was regretting and sad, with a frosty face, raised her hand and slapped her in the face, "Don't take your anger out if you're nervous yourself. To me. You don't have the ability to win his heart, you'd better reflect on whether you are not worthy of his love."

Ma Yijia only felt a pain in her face, and her pretty face instantly turned hideous and disgusting, "You! How dare you hit me?"

She yelled in anger, "What are you? You dare to humiliate me! You wait for me!"

Seeing her yelling constantly here, the security hurriedly dragged her out.

Jing Cancan pursed her lips displeasedly, glanced indifferently at the embarrassed look she left, turned and walked towards the bathroom.

PS: There was an ambush before that Cancan was going to start a career as a designer, so he wrote it.