Mr. Wilson took the papers that Ann handed him. The first thing he saw was a draft of the design she had completed last night.

It was obvious that the drawing had been altered many times. It could be seen how much effort the person had put into the painting yesterday, as well as how many times he had modified it.

Looking at the draft in his hand, Mr. Wilson's eyes were grave and he said nothing. An's reassurance grew with the silence of the hour, as if he sensed Mr. Wilson's dissatisfaction.

For about three or four minutes, Mr. Wilson, who had been looking at the design script without moving, put down his paper and looked at the material Ann had collected for him.

After a cursory glance, Wilson smiled up at Ann.

When he looked over, he saw An Xin's anxious gaze. Wilson chuckled. "Don't be so nervous, your draft is very good, but there are some parts that aren't very good. I'll show you how to fix it later." Then he waved the information in his hand, "This information is very good, but I need to look at it carefully." Sit down first! "

He let the assistant brew a cup of coffee for An Xin before bringing it over, "I didn't expect that you would come up with this kind of design in one night. My eyes were right!"

This sentence assuredly eased An Xin's nervous mood. "It's not as good as what you said, Mr. Wilson. I'm just recording my own inspiration in time. This is all told to me by the palace sage!"

"Oh? It seems like Mister Gong is very knowledgeable in this area! " said Mr. Wilson.

An Xin originally wanted to say that the Palace Sage was actually a designer, but only a few people knew of his identity. Perhaps they just didn't want others to know, so An Xin didn't respond to Mr. Wilson's words.

"Did Mr. Wilson have any plans for the day?"

"No!" There was so much to do yesterday that I needed to digest it and finish my first draft of the design in the meantime. In the past few days, you have also come to my place to work on these designs with me. At the same time, you have given me some advice. "

"Let me give you some advice? "No way, I'm just a beginner designer, how can I have the qualifications to give you advice? Even if I could, I'm not as professional as you are. The advice I give is basically useless!" An Xin quickly waved her hand and said.

"Why not? "Let's not talk about your design ability, just your understanding of your race's things and you can give me your advice!" He also wanted to learn more about the woman in front of him, his knowledge of design, and her true abilities.

"In that case, I'll be troubling you for a while. I'll definitely tell you everything I know!" She wanted to use this time to prove herself.

In the meantime, Ann left in the morning, not to the company, but to Mr. Wilson's hotel, and then to the company by herself.

He had set up a simple studio near the company for Mr. Wilson, where the three of them could work in peace.

Mr. Wilson was satisfied with the palace arrangements. Coincidentally, he also wanted his designer to come to T City, so he couldn't stay in the hotel forever. Thus, he prepared to go to the studio, which the Palace Sage had provided for them.