Chapter 1: Encounter at the Bar

  After various rumors and reports, Xingkong finally officially joined Oushi. Early in the morning, a crowd of media gathered at the entrance of Oushi Building, waiting for Xingkong's appearance.

  At 8:30, Xingkong personally drove a Ferrari to the entrance of the Ou family building. As soon as she got out of the car, a group of reporters surrounded her.

  The security personnel on site seemed to squeeze into the crowd more quickly, surrounding the reporter two meters away from Starry Sky.

  The white suit, carefully designed, combined with the originally outstanding temperament of Xing Kong, made this outfit look formal but not old-fashioned, fashionable and not flashy. As she walked in front of the reporter's flashing lights, Ye Xuan's face was her usual calm and confident smile.

  Like a superstar treatment, for the design department in the Ou Shi building, some people are happy and some people worry.

  Luckily, Xīn Kuáng is a world-renowned high-end fashion designer. With her joining, the women's clothing department will definitely become stronger, and they can hold their heads up high when walking in ōu Shì.

  However, those who are worried are concerned that the starry sky will steal their thunder.

  At the age of 24, Xīng Kōng has already risen to fame, which makes one wonder if she truly has the talent. Although her designs often leave people in awe, Xīng Kōng is always surrounded by rumors with various men, which inevitably leads people to suspect that there's more to it.

  In the president's office, Ou Mu Xuan stood at the transparent glass window on the 36th floor, looking down. Her beauty and confidence were like a bright light, illuminating all the darkness in the world.

  And what about his heart? Can she... also illuminate it?

  What is he thinking? Ou Mu Xuan smiled self-deprecatingly, how could he possibly need others, excessive emotions would only become his burden, it's fine being alone, no need to consider anyone else's feelings.

  "Director Ou!" On the side, Assistant Gu Xin had been standing for a long time, "If you're not at ease with Miss Xingkong, you can personally go to the design department to take a look."

  Ou Mu Xuan regained his composure and smiled calmly, "Nothing to worry about!"

  "But aren't you worried that she'll be bullied by those people?" As Ou Mu Xuan's senior assistant, countless painful experiences had made him clearly aware of what topics to discuss and what not to discuss. "The design department is not a place for the faint of heart, are you not worried that Miss Starlight will be bullied single-handedly?"

  "She has sharp claws!"

  "But Miss Mo..."

  "Mo Hanxin is no match for her!" Ou Muxuan strode to the office desk and began dealing with the mountainous pile of documents.

  There seem to be more documents than usual today. It must be his father's intention to give him more work, thinking that he would focus on nothing else. Hmph, wishful thinking!

  The ladies' department occupies the entire space of two floors, the 21st and 22nd floors. The 22nd floor is an office, while the 21st floor has sample rooms, several template rooms, several cutting rooms, and even a processing workshop.

  Ye Qianmo was visiting these places under the leadership of a girl with thick glasses, this girl named Yang Guoer, said to be Mo Hanxin's assistant assigned to her, honest and diligent, said to be the best candidate for an assistant.

  What kind of person is suitable as an assistant? Yexuan didn't have any special requirements, she thought this girl was not bad, although a bit slow in reaction, but overall still okay!

  "Director, that's all!" After introducing all the places, Yang Guo'er smiled foolishly at Ye Xuan.

  Ye Xuan nodded, "Thanks for your hard work."

  "It's a great honor for me to be able to serve as an assistant director!" Yang Guo'er said solemnly and seriously.

  "Guǒ ér, wèi shén me wǒ cóng lái dào xiàn zài, méi yǒu yù dào yī gè shè jì shī hái yǒu zhì bǎn shī? Tāmen rén ne? Píng shí dōu bù zài gōng sī me?" Yè xuàn mò hěn hào qí, cóng èr shí yī lóu dào èr shí èr lóu, tā yù dào de, dōu shì zhè lǐ pǔ tōng de xià shǔ, shèn zhì lián mò hán xīn dōu méi yǒu kàn dào.

  Translation:

  "Guo'er, why is it that from the beginning until now, I haven't met a designer or a typesetter? Where are they? Are they not usually in the company?" Ye Xuanmo was very curious. From the 21st floor to the 22nd floor, everyone he met were ordinary subordinates, and he didn't even see Mo Hanxin.

  "This... " Yang Guoer scratched her head, "They only let me wait for the supervisor here, so... so I don't know where they are!"

  Just as Ye Xuan was feeling strange, a crisp sound of melon seeds suddenly appeared behind her. Eating melon seeds during work hours? Was this an illusion?

  Ye Xuanmo turned around and saw a small man with clear features but quite unconventional, who was now leaning against the door frame of the office, openly cracking melon seeds.

  The man had a head of five-colored inch-long hair, with two earrings on his ears, and a slender small body of about 1.7 meters tall wearing non-mainstream tight-fitting clothes, with a beautiful face full of disdain and arrogance.

  "Don't look at me like that, I'm just out to see the excitement!" The man continued to crack the melon seeds in his hand with a "ka-cha" sound, his arrogant expression clearly showing he didn't take Ye Xuanmu seriously.

  "So you know who I am?" Ye Xuan walked over, her face still with its usual brightness and confidence.

  "I'm just unemployed, but I'm not blind!"

  "So, may I ask who you are..." Ye Xuan's voice trailed off, waiting for his response.

  "It's a person!" The other party replied succinctly!

  Ye Xuanmo lightly laughed, "Since you know you're human, then use a human posture to speak with me!" It was clear that Ye Xuanmo had mocked him for not being human before!

  The man heard Ye Qianmo's words and suddenly became interested, throwing the melon seeds and shells in his hand into the trash can, clapping his hands and walking over. "I'm a typesetter who doesn't need to make plates, Qiao Bai. Since you're from Star Space, I'll come congratulate you on becoming a designer who doesn't need to design clothes!"

  "Oh?" Ye Xuanmo was quite curious about his words, "If designers don't design clothes, then what should they do?"

  Qiao Bai took out a handful of melon seeds from his body and handed them over, "Like me, crack the melon seeds!"

  Ye Xuanmo took a melon seed from his hand, pinched it into pieces with her thumb and index finger, then stared at him with confident and majestic black eyes. "If you want to crack melon seeds for the rest of your life, suit yourself. As for me..." Ye Xuanmo's lips curled up in a queen-like smile. "Apart from continuing to design clothes, I'm still the director here. I think I won't have time to crack melon seeds!"

  Qiao Bai looked at her with disdain, "Do you think you have the ability to dominate everything here?"

  "Of course!" Ye Xuan replied without hesitation.

  Qiao Bai gave her a thumbs up, "They're having a meeting in the conference room, and they deliberately left you out to hold a meeting with all the design department staff."

  Ye Xuanmo nodded elegantly, "Thank you!" Then turned to Yang Guo'er beside her, "Take me to the Grand Conference Hall!"

  "Yes!"

  Is this Mo Hanxin's scheme? Wanting to isolate her, wanting to prove that she is redundant and dispensable in this way? Ha, how childish!

  Ye Xuanmo took a few steps forward, then suddenly remembered something and turned back to look at Qiao Bai, "You didn't go to the meeting, is it because Mo Hanyan assigned you to me?"

  "It's said to be!" Qiao Bai still had a proud and aloof expression on her face.

  "Well then you come with me too, let's go to the meeting together!"