"Director Du, the final version of the airport design draft is ready. Where are you? I'll bring it over for you to see."
A phone call from Yang Fei, the manager of the design department, summoned Du Ruoxin to Xin Yang Design Company.
Since she had nothing else to do, Du Ruoxin didn't want Yang Fei to run back and forth.
Soon, Du Ruoxin tidied up the fatigue on her face and appeared at the company with renewed vigor.
After greeting the employees, she walked into Yang Fei's office.
"Director Du, you're here so quickly." Yang Fei stood up and greeted her warmly.
Du Ruoxin smiled faintly, "I was nearby."
Yang Fei gestured for her to follow, "This way, please. We'll report to you in the conference room."
Du Ruoxin replied, "Alright."
The two arrived at the conference room, where the manager's assistant had already prepared the computer, projector, and other equipment. Wen Yuhan had also poured tea.
Yang Fei began her report:
"Our theme embodies the integration of modernity, technology, futurism, and cultural heritage."
"The T1 terminal building features a decorative and finishing style primarily in off-white and khaki..."
Du Ruoxin listened to the manager's eloquent explanation and watched her designed airport appear in 3D, feeling a sense of awe.
This city would soon bear her and her mother's mark.
Carrying her mother's unfinished aspirations, she would bring the exquisite designs that once existed only on paper to every corner of the world.
Her mother—
Had she not met her father, she would undoubtedly have been one of the world's most outstanding designers.
"Director Du, that concludes our entire design presentation." Yang Fei finished her explanation from beginning to end. "Are there any changes you'd like to make?"
Du Ruoxin snapped back from her wandering thoughts, "Ah?"
"No, it's good, very good."
Yang Fei was delighted to receive her boss's approval, but then, as if remembering something, she frowned slightly. "It's just—"
Du Ruoxin asked, "What is it?"
Yang Fei looked troubled. "About what I mentioned last time, we still haven't obtained the copyrights for a few of the images we used."
Du Ruoxin grinned, "Heh, I thought it was something serious." Patting Yang Fei's shoulder, she said, "Use them with confidence, there's no problem."
Yang Fei responded, "Yes."
Since the boss had said so, what else was there for her to worry about?
She would use them!
After all, if any problems arose, the Rong family would handle it; she wouldn't have to bear the consequences.
Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't have the capacity to handle such a significant matter.
Yang Fei continued, "Director Du, we need to submit the final design draft at the government building the day after tomorrow at nine o'clock."
Du Ruoxin confirmed, "Alright, I'll be there on time."
After leaving the company, Du Ruoxin called Rong Jingyang. Upon learning he was at his company, she took a car to go there.
However, as soon as she arrived, he was about to leave for urgent business.
Du Ruoxin's instinct was to accompany her husband, as her current role was his secretary.
But Rong Cheng noticed the bloodshot veins in her eyes and said, "Madam, you don't look well. Do you need to rest?"
"The Chairman will be back soon."
Hearing Rong Cheng's words, Rong Jingyang glanced at Du Ruoxin and finally noticed her frequent yawning and the somewhat alarming redness in her eyes.
Cough, cough, cough!
Last night!
Without a word, Rong Jingyang pulled her back into his office, to his private resting room. "You sleep here for a while, wait for me to come back?"
Du Ruoxin wanted to say "no," but her eyes betrayed her, blinking uncontrollably, almost closing, and feeling sore.
"Alright," she said.
Only then did Rong Jingyang leave with Rong Cheng and the others.
Du Ruoxin hugged the blanket that carried her husband's scent and drifted into a sweet sleep. However, before she was fully asleep, the sound of a door opening echoed.
Immediately after, Ai Wei's piercing voice, which made her furious and explode with anger, rang out.
"A Jing, are you in there?"
"I'm here."