C46

At least I have a man I can count on

After Shang Jin left, Jian Ning sighed, she looked at the empty villa, and revealed a sad and dejected expression.

"Weng weng …"

"Xiao Ning, I don't know what Shang Jin told you. Seeing that the competition is around the corner, I think it's better to let personal grudges go." Ren Dehua looked at the information on the computer and earnestly tried to persuade them.

Personal grudges? Jian Ning raised a touch of ridicule, and calmly smiled, then slightly squinted her eyes. She seemed to be in a pretty good mood.

"Uncle Ren, what are you talking about? What personal grudge?" She pretended to be innocent as she turned on the computer to see what the people were writing.

"You don't know?"

Ren Dehua was a little doubtful. He thought that Jian Ning was the one who guided them and acted by herself.

"Know what?" Last night, Song Xi and I went to drink some wine, and even now, our heads are still aching. " Jian Ning took the initiative and clearly explained what happened last night, causing Ren Dehua to not know how to explain it to her.

He looked at the news with a complicated expression and sighed faintly. He rubbed between his eyebrows that was in pain and said, "Look at the news first. I still have some things I need to do."

He hung up and leaned back in his boss's chair, lost in thought.

Jian Ning also opened up the news, browsing through the news simply, saying "The great designer was given to him by his father, and now he has been miserably abandoned", "Jian Ning had already broken off her relationship with her father many years ago", etc.

There were still a lot of them behind her, but Jian Ning felt that they were inexplicably dazzling when she saw them, and she had the impulse to smash the computer.

"Yo, the female lead of our drama of bitterness is here. How does it feel to be driven out by father? It must be uncomfortable, right?"

It was unknown when Zhao Dan had appeared behind her, but with his hands behind his back, he looked at Jian Ning with disdain.

Jian Ning didn't even bother to lift her eyelids for a moment as she indifferently said, "If you still want to try to test the taste of that night again, you can speak the truth now. I believe that if Shang Jin knew, he would definitely be happy to let you relive your old dreams."

When he talked about what happened that night, Zhao Dan's face turned white and red, before turning completely black.

She glared fiercely at Jian Ning, and said while gnashing her teeth: "Don't be too pleased with yourself, I want to see how much longer you can run after leaving Shang Jin."

Jian Ning sneered as he arrogantly raised his chin, "At least before he gets tired of me, I can let you relive countless old dreams."

"Hehe …" Zhao Dan covered her lips and laughed, supporting herself on the table, she taunted: "For a woman who relies on men, other than relying on them, what else can she rely on?"

"At least I have a man to rely on." Jian Ning suddenly stood up, a look of disdain flashed past her eyes, "As for you, other than being a simple-minded dog, what else do you know?"

"Jian Ning, you …" She slapped the table and pointed angrily at her nose.

"Both of you, stop messing around. Come to my office now." Lucy came out from inside and pointed at Jian Ning and Yue Yang.

When she looked at Zhao Dan, it was very obvious that he gave her a comforting look. This caused Jian Ning to have no choice but to be on high alert, fearing that the two of them would have some tricks up their sleeves again.

Lucy's director's office was much simpler than he had expected. There were design pieces everywhere, and some trophies. Other than the desk, there wasn't much else in the office.

Lucy looked at the two of them, coughed fakely, cleared her throat, and said, "The international clothing design competition that starts every two months or so is about to begin. The company will need to send out a few people to attend it, what do you two think?"

"Miss Jane and I can go. Our work was praised by the 'feminine' editor." Speaking of something to show off, she stuck out her chest proudly and looked at Jian Ning arrogantly.

"I have no problem with what you want to do." Jian Ning shrugged and spread her hands nonchalantly.

Seeing her relaxed appearance, Zhao Dan thought that she was afraid. She immediately taunted: "There are some people who know their own positions, they know their own limitations."

"Zhao Dan!" Lucy suddenly stopped her and was a little angry, "Jian Ning is Shang Yue's chief designer, I believe that if she participates, she will definitely bring honor to our Jane family."

Seeing that Lucy was actually shouting at him, Zhao Dan was slightly angered. She pouted her mouth and turned her head to the side in anger.

"I don't have any objections. Everything depends on the company's arrangements." Jian Ning glanced at Zhao Dan and said with a smile.

Zhao Dan knew that Jian Ning was purposely angering her, but Lucy was staring at her, so she had to endure and hold it in.

"If there's nothing else, I'll head out first."

Lucy smiled, nodded, and gently told her, "I'm afraid you'll have to put in a lot of effort during this period of time."

Before he left, Jian Ning gave the two a meaningful glance, and only after seeing that the two of them were patiently enduring, did she leave in satisfaction.

After she left, Zhao Dan released her anger: "Why did you let her go!"

Lucy took a lady's cigarette out of a drawer, lit it skillfully, took a puff, and elegantly blew out circles around her eyes.

"This is her last chance to jump. The higher the chance, the greater the disappointment, isn't it better to just fall straight into the abyss?" As she spoke indifferently, a bloodthirsty smirk appeared on her face.

Zhao Dan was stunned, an idea that made her feel fear rose in her heart.

"You can't be thinking of doing something in the competition, right?"

"Can't I?" Lucy asked back, "You should restrain yourself a little bit. You can do whatever you want when the time comes."

Zhao Dan nodded dumbly, her body trembling slightly as she secretly sized Lucy up.

When she smoked, she was a woman. She gave men a seductive impulse, but she was also dangerous.

Lucy squinted her eyes dangerously and puffed out a cloud of smoke. It was unknown what she was thinking.

Jian Ning looked at the director's office that was still closed, and laughed disdainfully: "If you want to play with me, I want to see who will have the last laugh."

"Jian Ning, the Director Zhang is looking for you. He wants you to go over." A young girl knocked on the door, baring her four teeth as she smiled sweetly at Jian Ning.

Director Zhang? She ran through her mind once, and confirmed that the Director Zhang the girl was referring to was the Zhang Zhikun that was previously inside the information Shang Jin had given her.

"Hello, my name is Meng Ya. It's nice to meet you." After Jian Ning came out, she enthusiastically introduced herself. The passion in her eyes couldn't be faked, it seemed that she was truly happy to meet Jian Ning.

Jian Ning only gave her a light smile. She was neither distant nor close to her.

Meng Ya acted as if she did not notice it, chattering non-stop along the way, and even took the initiative to hold Jian Ning's arm.

"I've already seen your designs before. I also have a set of you designed for the Clear Palace. It's so beautiful."

"Thank you for liking it." She stood by Zhang Dingkun's door and thanked him. She didn't take what she said for real as a favor.

Qing Gong drama was Jian Ning's first creation after becoming the chief designer of Shang Yue. Compared to liking it, she believed it was more of a form of courtesy.

Meng Ya finally realized what she was doing and immediately felt a little awkward. Without saying much, she knocked on the door and let her in.