As the protagonist of the banquet, Wen Zhi naturally had to greet the guests. Wen Yin caught the look from her father and stood not far away without stepping forward.
The real daughter who had been retrieved from the countryside was still not presentable.
When Wen Zhi saw the approaching person, there was an uncontrollable surprise in her eyes. "Sister Qi? Why are you here?"
Wen Yin keenly caught the character "Qi" from Wen Zhi's words.
Wen Zhi stepped forward with a beaming smile on her face. The approaching woman was about twenty - five or twenty - six years old. Every gesture exuded elegance and poise, with a proper smile on her lips.
She looked natural, and her temperament clearly showed that she had been nurtured by a wealthy and noble family for a long time.
Wen Zhi's smile was brilliant. She stepped forward and tried to hold the woman's arm, but the woman subtly dodged a bit.
Then came a delicate gift box.
The woman said with a smile, "Happy birthday. This was specially prepared for you by Siran."
After that, a look of regret flashed across her face. "It's a pity you know Siran has a weak constitution. Otherwise, she would have come in person."
After receiving the gift box, Wen Zhi nodded repeatedly, looking extremely happy, as if she had been hit by a luxurious windfall.
Wen Yin racked her brains to recall.
Qi.
The Qi family?
Thinking of this, Wen Yin's eyes on the woman took on a different meaning.
As a genuine and prestigious family, the Qi family was far superior to the Wen and Lu families, which were just small fry. The Qi family was involved in various fields and circles.
Ten Wen families couldn't compare to one Qi family.
Wen Yin sneered and curled her lips.
No wonder Wen Zhi had such an expression. It was said that the head of the Qi family had only one daughter named Qi Siran. Due to her frail health since childhood, she rarely showed up in public.
Judging from Wen Zhi's expression, she must have ingratiated herself with Qi Siran a lot.
This woman didn't seem to be Qi Siran. Moreover, she had just denied it herself.
Wen Yin was naturally not interested in Wen Zhi's little schemes. All she wanted to know was when this boring birthday banquet would end.
Wen Zhi seemed to like this Sister Qi very much. She pulled her and chattered away, walking towards Wen Yin as they talked.
Wen Yin suddenly met the woman's eyes. The latter simply nodded at her as a greeting.
With a more important person in front of her, Wen Zhi had no time to care about Wen Yin. She just gave a simple introduction.
"Sister Qi, this is Wen Yin. She's very popular in the entertainment circle now."
Wen Zhi didn't introduce Wen Yin's real identity as a member of the Wen family. Instead, she steered the conversation towards Wen Yin's entertainment - circle career, deliberately distancing Wen Yin from the Wen family.
A smile played on Sister Qi's lips. Her eyes lingered on Wen Yin's face for a moment, then she reached out her hand. "Hello, I'm Qi Siqing."
Wen Yin nodded. Her slender swan - like neck looked even fairer under the light. The corners of her eyes were slightly upturned with a smile, the polite and distant smile she was familiar with.
"Hello, I'm Wen Yin."
Wen Zhi seemed a bit reluctant to see them shaking hands, but since Qi Siqing didn't say anything, she didn't dare to speak up rashly.
After all, it was the Qi family!
So many people dreamed of currying favor with the Qi family but couldn't.
Wen Zhi's relationship with Qi Siran was just so - so. She didn't expect Qi Siran to really send someone to her birthday banquet!
Although it wasn't Qi Siran herself, Qi Siqing also held a high position in the Qi family.
After the greeting, Wen Yin looked at Qi Siqing who was still standing in front of her, feeling a bit confused.
Why isn't she leaving?
Qi Siqing stared at her for two seconds. A smile appeared on her lips again, and she suddenly spoke.
"Miss Wen has such beautiful eyes."
Leaving this enigmatic remark, Qi Siqing walked away with Wen Zhi.
Wen Yin blinked, unable to figure out what Qi Siqing meant for a moment.
Wen Zhi followed Qi Siqing away. Suddenly, she turned her head and glanced at Wen Yin, her eyes filled with a strange look.
After returning from Wen Zhi's birthday banquet, Wen Yin shed all her exhaustion and fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, Wen Yin got up and went to the company. She was seriously pondering the deficiencies in her design.
Jiujiu punched in right on time and then rushed over to Wen Yin's desk noisily. She quietly poked her head over. "Sister Wen Yin, guess what I've found out?"
"What? Another piece of gossip from some department?"
Wen Yin asked calmly.
Jiujiu was a lively and cute girl. Her only hobby in private was to sit with others and discuss gossip. She would tell Wen Yin all the strange things she heard during lunchtime.
So Wen Yin was no stranger to this behavior of hers.
"Neither. There seems to be a problem with the fabric."
Jiujiu's words made Wen Yin stop what she was doing. "What do you mean?"
"I only know a little. It seems that Hangluo fabric is out of stock, and the previous factory had a falling - out with our company."
"Hangluo?"
Wen Yin frowned even deeper. Most of the fabric for her new product was made of Hangluo!
Before they could finish talking, Wen Yin was called away.
Another director of the design department slapped her design draft on the table in the office. "You're Wen Yin, right?"
The man looked down at Wen Yin and spoke in a sarcastic tone. "Do you really think that after spending a few years in the entertainment circle, you can make a living in the fashion industry?"
"Director, is there anything wrong with the design draft?"
Wen Yin ignored the sarcasm in his words and spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly. "This design draft has been reviewed by the senior management and there's nothing inappropriate about it."
Hearing Wen Yin's words, the director got angry. "What's your attitude?!"
"This thing can't even be called a design!"
He stood up and looked down at Wen Yin with disdain on his face. "It seems that money in the entertainment circle is too easy to earn. It has blinded your eyes!"
The director pointed at the design draft on the table one by one, his expression full of disdain. "The fashion industry is not something that a half - baked person like you can casually get involved in!"
Wen Yin's eyes turned a bit cold. She looked up and said, "Is the director questioning the vision of the senior management?
"Or is this the opinion of the senior management? If you want me to modify it, the director might as well stop beating around the bush."
Hearing Wen Yin's words, the director was at a loss for words for a moment. His previous sarcastic words seemed to have hit cotton, and he was so frustrated that he felt like he was about to get internal injuries.
"Anyway! You're still inexperienced. I'll hand over the follow - up of this design to someone else. You still need more practice."
The director sat back in his chair and subtly changed the topic, not answering Wen Yin's words at all.
Wen Yin's eyes were cold.
She had drawn this design drawing all by herself, but now she was making a wedding dress for someone else out of the blue?
There was no such good thing in the world.
"The director can point out the inappropriate parts of my work. Otherwise, I won't agree."
"I heard that Director Li wants to replace the designer I appointed?"
Suddenly, a male voice came from the door.